Archive for March, 2007



Arthropod of the week

Hand in hand with the annual Sewage Backup arrives the annual Millipede Infestation. For where stench and decay harbinge, millipedes fear not to tread. With their zillions of feet. Today, summoning the kind of millipedian savoir-faire that accrues only after years of sewage backup/wildlife experience, and using tiny tranquilizer guns, and we were able to […]

The megalopatriarchy

The New York Times Magazine story about post-traumatic stress disorder in women in combat is 16 screens long, but it can be boiled down to this: Women in combat are likely to be sexually assaulted by their peers, and to get PTSD as a result, and the military pretty much turns a blind eye.
Oh, and […]

Because Jesus loves you even if you are really, really good-looking

Sadly, Models for Christ is not, as I’d first thought, a support forum for the sandy-haired, blue-eyed white dudes who dress up in Jesus-togas for Xian propaganda photo shoots, but it’s still pretty funny, if, like me, you get a chuckle out of the inexplicably universal belief that an invisible dead Jew from the Roman […]

Amnesia

I know how you all look forward to these close-ups of my fresh incisions.
Me: I always forget. How long does this stuff take to work?
Anesthesiologist [depressing syringe plunger]: You probably won’t even remember me saying th–
Me: What am I doing with this Taco Cabana taco wrapper in my hand? Why am I in your car? […]

Vernal meditations on the vivisectional life

What is springtime without the traditional Sewage Back-up in the Pink Shower?
Spring is in the air here in sunny Austin, TX, and that means it’s time for my bimonthly surgery!
How time flies. In October of 2005, a few days after I got my cancer diagnosis but before I’d started any treatments, I listened in disbelief […]

Public meatloaves of Austin, now, sadly, with Garrison Keillor

Somewhat better than lutefisk: the loaf of meat at a new joint on South Congress called, I am sorry to say, The Woodland. It is the sort of place that sells plates of “comfort food” for $12, has a fake tree growing in the middle of the room, and alludes to whipped potatoes as […]

A geek’s story

According to blamer Metamanda, somebody commenting on a recent thread, perhaps swept up in the frenzy of the moment, typed this:
“Is there anything about being a geek that makes a person more attractive?”
There were apparently other unfortunate statements, such as “no social skills” and “can’t get dates.”
“Those are low blows,” responds self-identified geek Metamanda, […]

More Komedy Korner: “Damn you and your patriarchy!”

In a mood of melancholic nostalgia for the good old days when he was still in the Guinness Book as World’s Hugest Infant, Norbizness sent me this snapshot, taken in the Sugarland Home for Unwed Mothers just before I put him up for adoption in 1948.
I can’t say for sure, but I think feminism may […]

It’s time for the annual link to Norbizness

Twisty and Norbizness at Woodstock.
The wait is over. Behold.
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Old ladies shine light on old news

The spinster aunt catches a lot of flak for espousing the Men Hate You hypothesis. Not a day dawns over the Twisty bungalow when I am not the recipient of some fairly lively rhetoric proposing to acquaint me with the unsatisfactory nature of my views. Outraged dudes get their backs up and make with the […]




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