Our boards are a litle rough today. We’re working on it.
D_g
Somehow, even through all these years, I missed these two stories about service dogs.
Do something good with your sadness: here’s an organization that trains service dogs for the blind, and here’s another that trains dogs to do search & rescue after natural (& other) disasters.
(I can’t help but realize our boys were about a year old that day. Now, they’re 9.)
What A Socialist Isn’t
I love this tirade about Obama, & people who call him a Socialist:
To be sure, they looked like complete jackasses before the speech, but now that the man’s actually done the deed, people feel more comfortable saying so. One wonders why they felt they had to wait; perhaps they were expecting this least spontaneous of all recent presidents to have the head of Eugene Debs erupt from his collarbone, take control of his body, and snatch and bloodily consume members of the audience while howling about the Pullman Strike. It did not happen, unless the live television cameras of the liberal media were somehow able to mask the gory sight of Obama Possessed By Undead Eugene Debs feasting on the tender young bodies of our nation’s youth. WHICH THEY MIGHT HAVE.
& not just because of the Obama/Socialist part, but for the plea for the accurate use of words. Fascist & Socialist mean different things. The Nazis called themselves Socialists but were not, in fact, socialists. Fascism was an actual political movement, out of Mussolini’s Italy, & is not a generic slur against anyone who is an authoritarian jerk. &c.
Disability Punk’d
I just discovered this new blog by a woman with disabilities: she goes out with a webcam on her chair & tapes her interactions with various people, edits, & posts the results. Nice guerrilla journalism, & a real eye-opener on how backward we are about people with disabilities.
Hubby Hubby Ice Cream
As if anyone needed another good reason to eat Ben & Jerry’s ice cream: they’ve renamed Chubby Hubby “Hubby Hubby” to celebrate Vermont’s same sex marriages!
Back in Appleton
We’ve arrived, safe & sound, & have already unpacked what we brought and what we’d put in storage here in June. Next, the truck from Madison arrives & we un-pack that. I’d say I hate moving but Aurora has set the “hate moving” bar too high even for me – she really hates moving. Still, even she is adjusting, amidst growls.
Also: instant Autumn is pretty cool.
Bearded Lady Pillow
How cool is this? A bearded lady throw pillow! I want one!
Summer Wedding Clothes
Honestly, what do you wear when you’re me, for a summer wedding, when you’re doing a reading & want to feel confident & where a bunch of people will be looking at you?
I’m not the long tunic/flowing pants type. I’m not the sundress type. Everything I own is black.
Miss Thing tells me she has no appropriate sandals. I do not understand how someone can own 50 pairs of shoes & not own the right sandals (especially when she doesn’t know what dress she’s wearing yet).
On top of the rest, it may rain, which means nothing too sheer.
*sigh*
I am so bad at formal clothes.
Why We Love Neil Gaiman
Aside from the ferocious, sympathetic trans characters in Sandman, there’s this story, about how he told his daughter Holly that she was named after an infamous Holly.
(This post is dedicated to B., who is about the only other teenager I know who is this cool.)
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