Archive for the 'Austin' Category

Spinster takes a holiday

Dang it. My obstreperatrician has diagnosed me with LLD (Lounging and Loafing Deficit). It looks like I’m going to be forced to retire deep into the Texas Hill Country for a couple of days. The prickly pears are in bloom. You haven’t loafed until you’ve spent an afternoon sitting under a post oak tree in […]

Thursday memoirette

Photo originally uploaded at Phillyburbs.com.
Patriarchy-blaming tends, on this blog, to be expressed in broad strokes. I’m forever making with the feminist aphorisms. You know. “Pornography is the graphic representation of women’s oppression.” Or, “Being sexually manipulative is not an expression of personal sovereignty.” Or, “Irony is the enemy of dinner.” These glib remarks sound majestic […]

Sunday storage tub blogging

Speaking of tubs and lids! This wacko tableau totally blew my mind!
I’d like to take this opportunity to beg yall’s indulgence for just a little longer while I laze around not blogging. I Blame The Patriarchy, contrary to what longtime blamer MzNicky has suggested, is not dead. It is merely in a coma. I promise […]

Undead, not dead; these are hairs you are splitting

Because we are nothing without external validation, I was fortunate, during yesterday’s dog walk on Tellin It Like It Is Street, to encounter this objective affirmation of my womanly virtues.
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Continuing in the fine old tradition of Twistational undeadness

I found this incredible free storage tub, and I’ve been storaging my ass off.
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Still not dead

I found this incredible store, and I’ve been shopping my ass off.
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Not dead

I found this incredible store, and I’ve been shopping my ass off.
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The continuing exploits of Britain’s merry rapists

Today’s unrelated photo is from my critically acclaimed series “The Airstream Creperies of Austin.” Flip Happy Crepes, August 2007.
Remember back in November of 2005? No? Then let me be your guide through the mists of time. November of 2005 is when Ontarioian (?) ass-carbuncle Jan Luedecke was acquitted of a rape charge on grounds that […]

Chapter and verse

I was lying dormant around the patio at Flipnotics the other day, listening to Stingray decant her anguished soul of bilious stories about the racist old bat she works with, when suddenly there hove into view this strolling Jesus dude. He wore a Jesus outfit and, somewhat hilariously, bore his Jesus propaganda not like a […]

I don’t know if real feminists eat this or not

Pressing spinster auntly business (I have to lounge by a pool again, dammit) will keep me away from my desk today, but I can’t see leaving yall without a photograph of some quiche. From the Blue Star Cafeteria. Which is a dumb name for a restaurant that isn’t a cafeteria.
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