A friend and former coworker in the depressing world of holiday retail recently sent me a link to the following comment because of its obvious relation to my recent diatribes about the marginalization and communal fear of weirdness in society:
not an insult
and I think it's awesome and better than any vile insultry I could possibly spew about discrimination against the odd and unusual on this blog, so I'm sharing it with you now as a lazy but entertaining substitute for my own writing.
I have lately been inundated with science and read-a-thons (not too late to donate!) and angst and exercise, embattled with addictions to coffee and sleep, and so busy being disenchanted with the world that I haven't had time to process it verbally. But soon I will appease the Internet with a fresh entry. In the mean time, have you seen that new movie Babies !?! It is ADORABLE and ETHNOGRAPHICALLY STIMULATING!
May 19, 2010
May 3, 2010
Read-a-thon 2010: Open Books, Ltd.
I'll never ask you to donate money to me for my blog... I'm a poor-ass graduate student, but so are the majority of my readers, and this blog is free to operate and fun to write. Also, I can't pretend that it is actually useful for anything other than mild entertainment and thus cannot justify putting any amount of monetary value on it.
HOWEVER, I am now about to ask you to donate to a really cool cause called Open Books, Ltd. It's an organization in Chicago that promotes literacy by providing books and workshops to children and adults in the area. I'm participating in a reading marathon to raise money for these fantastic programs because I think that the next generation of good writers depends on older generations encouraging them to be good readers. This blog wouldn't exist if my home hadn't been full of all kinds of books and family members encouraging me to read them.
I'm attempting to read as much as I possibly can during the month of May. I'm going to donate $.01 per page read, AKA $10 per 1000 pages. You don't have to give, but since I get 30-60 hits on this site a day, I thought I might as well use the blog for something positive and let everyone know about the fundraiser.
Here's the link to my donation site: http://www.firstgiving.com/twisby , which I will be updating periodically (i.e. when I remember) to show the books I am reading and my page count. Thanks so much for your support and for reading this blog!
HOWEVER, I am now about to ask you to donate to a really cool cause called Open Books, Ltd. It's an organization in Chicago that promotes literacy by providing books and workshops to children and adults in the area. I'm participating in a reading marathon to raise money for these fantastic programs because I think that the next generation of good writers depends on older generations encouraging them to be good readers. This blog wouldn't exist if my home hadn't been full of all kinds of books and family members encouraging me to read them.
I'm attempting to read as much as I possibly can during the month of May. I'm going to donate $.01 per page read, AKA $10 per 1000 pages. You don't have to give, but since I get 30-60 hits on this site a day, I thought I might as well use the blog for something positive and let everyone know about the fundraiser.
Here's the link to my donation site: http://www.firstgiving.com/twisby , which I will be updating periodically (i.e. when I remember) to show the books I am reading and my page count. Thanks so much for your support and for reading this blog!
May 2, 2010
Inappropriate:
Sometimes thoughts come into my head that are both so novel and entertaining to me that I can't repress them until a more appropriate moment, nor am I able to control the volume at which I express them. If I were 7 years old you might think I have Tourrette's syndrome, but really I just don't have enough shame to control myself. Last night, boyfriend and I pulled up to a restaurant, parking adjacent to a large white van with jungle cat markings and the words "KIM'S WHITE TIGER" scrawled on the side in a pseudo-samurai style font. Unable to connect the van to its type of business (tae kwon do, apparently), I said loudly,
"When I'm really old, I'm going to refer to my snatch as the White Tiger, and it's going to attack hot young men."
Boyfriend's expression was worth it, but judging by the way people sitting outside the restaurant stared at me as we walked by, I was probably disarmingly vocal about the sentiment.
I almost wrote, just now, that this whole situation was fine because none of my peers or superiors were there to witness it. However, it occurs to me now that my boss has caught me doing things just as bizarre at work, like headbanging at my desk, dancing through other peoples' lab space, doing loud imitations of other people, and proclaiming my preference for drinking hard liquor straight from the bottle. But, I mean, he's a cool guy. I can only hope he doesn't include these traits on a recommendation letter in the future.
"When I'm really old, I'm going to refer to my snatch as the White Tiger, and it's going to attack hot young men."
Boyfriend's expression was worth it, but judging by the way people sitting outside the restaurant stared at me as we walked by, I was probably disarmingly vocal about the sentiment.
I almost wrote, just now, that this whole situation was fine because none of my peers or superiors were there to witness it. However, it occurs to me now that my boss has caught me doing things just as bizarre at work, like headbanging at my desk, dancing through other peoples' lab space, doing loud imitations of other people, and proclaiming my preference for drinking hard liquor straight from the bottle. But, I mean, he's a cool guy. I can only hope he doesn't include these traits on a recommendation letter in the future.
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