. . . that I do not find this irritating at all? It sounds like a cross between one of those nutty medieval instruments — what is it called, a flageoblat or something — and those straw kazoos we used to make. You know how to do that, right? Just bite down on the end of a plastic drinking straw to flatten it, cut the corners off to make a “reed” to vibrate against itself, and blow hard. Yeah, like... Read more
. . . without having to get off your hiney and go out in the horrible, freezing cold. Read more
Oh, the internets just got a little Fisherier. My husband has been writing much longer than I have, and finally put together a blog featuring a bunch of the weekly columns he does for his paper. Gosh, if only someone had thought of this sooner, like years ago, like his wife or something! I’m crossing my fingers that he will continue to put up little vignettes like this one from the other night, in which we discover that our house... Read more
I was like this: But I went 1.45 miles at an average of 3 MPH, watched 2.4 episodes of Wonder Pets, and burned enough calories to make up for, like, an egg or something. Before you know it, I’ll be like Detective Greg Medavoy: I turn sideways, and people question where I went. But seriously, I am feeling much better, physically and emotionally. Thanks for your prayers, you guys, and back atcha. Read more
Destiny Herndon-De La Rosa posted this excellent article from New Wave Feminists on Facebook. It’s an open letter she wrote to a fellow who insists that it’s essential to use large, graphic photos of aborted babies outside abortion clinics. There ensued a lively discussion about whether or not this practice is (a) appropriate and (b) effective. The fellow to whom the open letter was addressed boasted that he’s been a pro-life warrior for twenty years, and insisted that it was both right and effective. O... Read more
[This post originally appeared on The National Catholic Register on January 22, 2013. Comments there are closed; comments here are closed. I will not respond to any emails about this topics. Anyone who comments about it on any other thread, here or at the Register, will be banned. As I said on today’s other post about graphic images, I spend part of every day crying for my lost baby, and I am not up for another round of hearing that I’m not... Read more
Best title I could come up with to point you toward this Tumblr, whose curator simply explains: “I search craigslist for photos of mirrors for sale and post them here.” PIC PIC PIC via Gawker. Mirrors are awfully strange — even stranger when we are trying to look at them, not into them. Such a world full of looking without seeing, showing without meaning. The trees seem to be all right, though. PIC Did you know... Read more
Huh, huh, what about it, huh? Read more
I need something that I can do while I’m sitting down in the evening, when my brain is mush and I have nothing good to read and I refuse to think about laundry, but I don’t want to go to bed yet. Right now, I usually just cruise Facebook. Although this activity often yields some exquisite cultural experiences PIC Japanese fart warriors I feel like I could be spending my time better. And I feel like staring at a screen... Read more
. . . and he and his family have had a really terrible year. If you were thinking of buying any art prints this year, look here first, and you will help the Mistui family find their way through some of the mountain of medical bills that have piled up. To give you a taste of his style, here is one of his magnificent drawings: The Great Battle in Heaven He also offers bookplates and other types of works, including... Read more
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