I'm a bit surprised that there isn't more of an "I told you so!" outcry from the 'Cheap Chinese goods will bite us in the ass' contingent. Or perhaps there isn't much of one left since it's almost impossible to buy anything NOT made in China.

Well, if you haven't guessed by now, my desk is insanely cluttered.

I love statistics.

I really, really hate all those "women are empaths, men are systematizers" articles / books / etc. Probably because I'm much more socially awkward than my husband, not to mention my singular lack of success in guessing what a facial expression means in those cute online tests. I do admit, however, that I'm more sensitive to (perceived)(negative) ( Read more... )

So I missed the NIN concert in Houston, partly because I couldn't find my ticket (not sure I ever received it), and partly because driving for 4 hours just to go to a concert alone seemed nuts. I also had weird fantasies of going into early labor in the middle of Terrible Lie or something. Not to mention that I hate Houston, and only partly due to ( Read more... )

Feh. I was rather starting to look forward to Spore, only to find out that it's infected with the DRM virus known as SecuROM. Screw you, EA.

Aaaaand here comes the (even darker) side of the growing Indian surrogacy business...

My husband has recently brought that uniquely American horror into our house: Wonderbread. The kid, not too surprisingly, liked it (in the form of a grilled cheese sandwich ( Read more... )

I don't know if things have changed on me in the last decade or so or perhaps I appear to have mellowed out and become (gasp!) approachable, but we really need to talk about this personal space thing ( Read more... )

Even if you're staunchly child-free, this is hilarious...