…but it can do some righteous damage to LEGOs.

Really, you must see this. Really.

There’s kind of a pedestrian article up at waiterrant.net , but it ends with a formulation that caught my eyet:

“But seduction, to me, isn’t making someone do what they don’t want to do. Seduction is enticing someone into doing what they secretly want to do already.”

Thoughts?

Fat-free, sugar-free yogurt somehow manages to taste awesome; at 130 calories/8 ounces, and with the bacteria having consumed enough lactose to make it tolerable, it really cannot be beat. One container is enough for two light meals, and the Publix store-brand’s new almonds and honey flavor is divine.

I just posted this over at Danny’s LJ, but I reckon that if I’m going to be doing manifestoes I should probably put it here as well:

I have willfully celebrated at least 27 Christmases and was included in Christmas celebrations before those, when I was too young to know what was going on and so unable to give meaningful consent. I’m sure that if I had been able to consent at age 4 and younger I would have, no questions asked. It’s fair to say, then, that I have been an unquestioning Christmas loyalist for all 32 goes for which I have been around.

This year, though, I’m having none of it. I’m through with Christmas, because I’m through with the pusillanimous whining that appears to have become the newest holiday tradition. I am sick of the festering knobs who feel their own personal specialness has been slighted if they are not singled out and acknowledged by name at every turn and in every single instance. To hell with ‘em, I say; if they don’t want their celebration sullied by association with the bounty of other midwinter feasts, then let them have it all to themselves.

I’ll still say the magic words to keep my family happy, but I won’t mean it. I’ll raise my holiday tree as soon as finals are finished, and I’ll drink holiday eggnog and I’ll celebrate the hope of light in the season of darkness, but rest assured that none of my heathen revelries will taint the purity and sanctity of your Christmas.

“The tilt of Earth’s axis is the reason for the season.”

Read this. Just read it. See how familiar it feels? See how the exposing of calumny and lies is not the least bit shocking? See how at best the article engenders an eye-roll and a “Well, they’re at it again”?

How did we get here? How can the proponents of such sludge think it’s a good idea? This is a serious question, and I seriously have no answers.

I do suspect, or rather I hope, that the people fanning anti=”PC” rage through libel and slander are not in fact supporters of the belief-system they claim to be defending. Their lies are so obvious and calculated that it seems obvious they know the institutions they claim to be saving are not, in fact, under attack. What, then, are they trying to accomplish?

I’ve just taken out the code to my page counters, which are the primary suspects in this pop-up fiasco. Please let me know if you get any more pop-ups, or if anything else seems broken. Thanks, and sorry!

Why has my posting been briefer and (I like to flatter myself) less thoughtful of late? Because my ideas, the things that fascinate me these days, have grown bigger than my poor wee haid can handle.

Dozens of times I’ve started composing something and thrown up my hands in disgust, realizing I cannot fully grasp whatever it is I’m working on and couldn’t possibly do it justice in print even if I could grasp it. Everything that interests me these days threatens to immediately grow into a thesis (and, unfortunately, never a thesis that could be justified for a PhD candidate in library science).

Lately, to give you a taste, I’ve been all caught up in pondering the nexus between a possible cultural rejection of embodiedment, a definite cultural subjugation of womanness, and the act of responding to art. There’s also a strand of “where does femininity come from, and what does it tell us about attitudes toward embodiedment?” that keeps threatening to take over, but thus far I’ve held it at bay.

It’s so much simpler just to think about how much I like pie. Because I do, you know.

Possibly the best PowerPoint slide ever.

Say, are you guys getting pop-up ads when you open this page? Because you shouldn’t, yet I just noticed my pop-up blocker was activated when I clicked here. This could be not-good.

Looks like I’ll be looking at controversies surrounding electronic-only collection of journals. Whee.