Okay, having just finished a read through C.J.Cherryh’s excellent sci-fi/western books “Rider at the Gate” and “Cloud’s Rider” I am left with a burning question… What’s up with that psychic horse thing?
Monthly Archives: January 2003
Watching the nightly anime fest on Adult Swim–I gotta admit, that Yu-Yu Hakasho show has grown on me much more than I anticipated. And Cowboy Bebop, of course, is just stylin’. The commercials, though. I keep seeing this damn ad for Kotex, which bills itself as “the greatest advancement for women since the push-up bra.” […]
Watching the nightly anime fest on Adult Swim–I gotta admit, that Yu-Yu Hakasho show has grown on me much more than I anticipated. And Cowboy Bebop, of course, is just stylin’. The commercials, though. I keep seeing this damn ad for Kotex, which bills itself as “the greatest advancement for women since the push-up bra.” […]
Today was very productive. Today was also spent listening to folk music. I won’t swear the two weren’t related. My musical tastes are bizarre and eclectic and wander between Steeleye Span and Tool with only occasional stops in between, but today was definitely shaded towards the former. Probably the single most common ballad is the […]
Inspired in part by ‘s discussion of how education is no longer a barrier to people believing in baloney, I spent my obligatory staring-at-the-inside-of-my-eyelids time today contemplating the nature of faith.
Watched State of the Union address. Stomped around the house a bit. Screamed a little. Calmed down. Wondered what the hell the big deal is with partial dilation and extraction abortions. Why is this such a bee in everyone’s bonnet? They’re incredibly rare–less than 0.2 percent of abortions done in this country–doctors hate doing them, […]
Friends, artists, countrymen, I come before you today to speak about something that I feel quite strongly about. Problem is, I don’t know quite what I feel. So don’t expect coherency. (Then again, if you expected coherency, you probably wouldn’t be reading this so I dunno.
Friends, artists, countrymen, I come before you today to speak about something that I feel quite strongly about. Problem is, I don’t know quite what I feel. So don’t expect coherency. (Then again, if you expected coherency, you probably wouldn’t be reading this so I dunno.
The toilets in my apartment are somethin’ else. First of all, they’re tankless, terminating in a hunk of steel that sticks directly out of the wall, reminiscent of something you might find at a sports stadium. No user serviceable parts. If it gets stuck flushing, the only recourse is to turn on every faucet in […]
As I was sitting at my desk, the ‘Net moving like a wounded snail, I decided to relax by reading something–something short, say, single sitting. Anything to take my mind off the slow trickle of Internet, since screaming “LOAD, YOU STUPID BITCH! I’ve seen constipated snails move faster!” every ten seconds scares the cat, disturbs […]