Archive for August, 2005



Lap Dance

Today I’ll be ripping off Emma of Gendergeek, who last week remarked on a cultural abnormality that, coincidentally, has also been gnawing away at my own once-zesty gusto. What she said was this: “it’s very uncool to be opposed to lapdancing bars.”
That’s strip clubs to us Americans. I don’t know what they’re called in other […]

Lesbo Eye For The Columnist Guy

The Five Lesbians of the 20th Century
Do you ever read this dweeb Neil Steinberg’s column in the The New York Daily News? Don’t! I never did until this morning, thinking to myself, why read this crap, when I still haven’t finished The Brothers K? But today, there it was. Where else, as Texas novelty gubernatorial […]

Death By Cute-Ray

My extremely advanced puppy Bert executing the fatally cute rollover-on-command.
Very few people, which is to say nobody, have ever nudged their chum in the ribs with their elbow and said, “Golly, there goes Twisty Faster, Girl Reporter!” That’s because I’m pretty much always the second-to-the-last horse out of the gate when it comes to breaking […]

The Blogging of the Shuffling of the iPod

Do people actually read these things? I guess I’ll find out.
1. “Skool Dinner Blues (Live)” The Soft Boys. Can Of Bees. Robyn Hitchcock with Elvis reverb singing, way out of tune, “I looked for ya baby but skool dinner’s all I could find.”  Ha.
2. “Wouldn’t It Be Nice” The Beach Boys. Pet Sounds. Iconic teen […]

Don’t Let A Pregnancy Ruin Your Drug Habit

Female stag beetle, most impressive at about 2" long. The stag beetle is of course named for the male of the species, which has big, showy “antlers” that the female does not.
Many’s the time the young niece has implored me, as I dandle her on one knee and a margarita on the other (wonder no […]

Cockfight!

Lard knows I am not the most velvety of bisques when it comes to comprehending the politics of war. I am quick to boil over, and somewhat lumpy. Which is to say that, because of my impatience and clunky intellect, I often have trouble grasping the gist. But I know the stench of patriarchy when […]

Pink Tube Tops: Get Yours Today!

Chop Suey Deluxe a la Zilker with barbecued tofu, which I ate while watching Rosalind Franklin get the shaft from Watson and Crick in The Secret of Photo 51
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Some of you may recall my noble eschewment of television news and major print media. […]

Raising A Pansy?

I enjoyed the heck out of Norbizness’ scholarly advice on how to address “prehomosexual tendencies” in your young son and heir, and you will, too! Like Focus On Family sez: Don’t wait until your daughter’s masculinized behavior or your son’s effeminate preferences get any worse!
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Vagina: Birth Canal or Cussword?

Bertie attempts to disarm the paparazzi
Nary a day goes by in the life of a professional patriarchy-blamer but what she is called upon to belch forth her views on sleaze. Mine, congealed here in an easy-to-swallow gelcap, are these: porn is the direct result of misogyny, and also begets misogyny, which makes it a D-FOP […]

Meanwhile

Breakfast of champion spinster aunts: cold day-old pizza Margherita from Vespaio, served on a desk with a side of organic half-caff.
Oh man! [Thanks, Stephannie]
Meanwhile, check out this howler of a study explaining why men are biologically predisposed towards assholery (as seen on Pandagon).
Meanwhile, there’s been another study showing how women literally screw themselves in […]




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