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Deep thoughts on Fat Princess, part I
So I was scanning the headlines and what did I see? "Feminists cry foul over Fat Princess." (Article provided in its entirety below.)
You know I'm going to read something that begins with "Feminists cry foul," for I am immensely fond of feminists crying foul.
Interesting hook for the story, guiding people to think that feminists are the only people ( Read more... ) -
The third entity
So...did you ever notice that the attributes of yourself you express can vary depending on to whom you are expressing them?
There is a notion that there are three entities involved in any relationship. Not just an erotic or romantic relationship - any "ship" in which two folks are relating - whether it be the Love Boat, Queen Mary or the Titantic. ( Read more... ) -
Love in many forms
The gift of not being mated is of, perforce, recognizing the existence of Love in many forms and concentrations ( Read more... ) -
My first childhood memory is of...
...swinging.
It was winter. I was bundled in a blanket like a papoose and crammed (carefully, I'm sure) into one of those metal infant swings municipal parks had then-before the days it was considered necessary that every family possess their own backyard kiddie pool and "jungle gym."
My family lived in an apartment in Chicago’s Rogers Park; the ( Read more... ) -
Language is as sexy as these Pucci pumps
Take the word quiescent. This morning I was thinking that my creativity had been quiescent. Then I became enraptured with the very sound of the word.
What is it about the "kwee" sound that seems secret and forbidden, and the "ess" syllable reminds me of nothing so much as a figure falling into a reclining position.
What are some of your favorite ( Read more... ) -
A little more moist (2)
For a time I was fixated on titles, so I decided to name things with a random number so I could get more quickly to the substance underneath the title. Unfortunately, I never got around to renaming this exercise.
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in her vision the air is spangled with whorls of insects
dragonflies alight and balance on the buttery tips of wheat
the grasses undulate ( Read more... ) -
Really have to marvel
...at Whomsoever Drives This Bus. Particularly with regard to the olfactory. No, not the Ol' Factory. The sense of smell, the schnaz if you get my point!
Is it not rather amazing that our noses want to breathe in certain smells: scent of baby, vanilla, cinnamon, sexual musk; and balk from others such as aged beer on linoleum, putrefaction, fecal ( Read more... )