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Homegirl blames patriarchy, scores book deal; spinster aunt actually buys book

I’d like to add a title to the Remedial Feminist Reading List, as well as to the OK, So I’ve Blamed The Patriarchy; What The Fuck Am I Supposed To Do Now? list, and to the Books You Must Do Everything In Your Power To Make Sure Your Teenage Daughter Reads Before Leaving For College […]

Spinster aunt histrionically vituperates against lame April Fool’s posts

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Wackaloon

Of the vast oceans of commentary occasioned by felonious underworld figure PZ Myers’ recent ironical expulsion from a private screening of a godbag-made anti-evolution film (while, mysteriously, his partner in crime, Richard Dawkins, was allowed to attend unmolested by creationists), none is more whimsically titled than that of sometime blamer PhysioProf, whose post Ridiculous Demented […]

Answers to burning, itching reader questions, Medical Prosthesis Dept.

Q: What does an artificial anus even look like?
A: Like this:

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Thought-provoking quotation of the day

From the science-isn’t-an-exact-science department:
A 78-year-old German woman went into the hospital last month to have surgery on her leg. Because of a mixup, Frankenpost reports that she left the Hochfranken-Klinik in Münchberg, Germany, with an artificial anus. [link]
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The spinster aunt and the funeral parlor

Just a few of Funeral Nation’s bronzed conceits.
I promised you an acerbic dissertation on American funeral culture, but I can’t deliver. I just spent two interminable weeks immersed in the production of my late father’s last hurrah, and now that it’s finally over, the last thing I feel like doing is rehashing the whole gaudy […]

My main man

I do not have to be asked twice to plaster all over the internet photos of my new boyfriend Stanley. I snapped this one of us with my cell phone seconds before he stuck his nose out and lipped it out of my hand. Stanley is in many respects much more interesting than patriarchy-blaming, not […]

An unexpected, but inevitable, post

Oh heck. I feel like a heel, because I ain’t dead, or all that sick, even. Which leaves pure orneriness as the explanation for the recent paucity of blogular patriarchy-blaming. By which I mean, there are 237 reasons why I haven’t posted in quite a while, but none of them have to do with […]

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 […]

Tuesday other-peoples-dogs blogging

Well, it’s happened. Unable to contain her lust for fame, glory, and riches, my sporty sibling Tidy has enrolled her dog Fletch in dock diving school.
Dock diving is a competitive sport invented by ESPN wherein the dog runs like mad toward a body of water, launches itself, and endeavors to splash down at a distance […]




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