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Nutmeg,
You need to actively train your mother at some point, might as well start now? Once I trained my mother, we’ve had an awesome relationship. My father didn’t need training, but my father-in-law did, and he’s happier I think.
Arkady – that’s really fascinating!!! I reposted it on Twitter; I’ll redo it with your twitter handle RT’d if you have one you want to share.
Heh.
Just finished watching all three seasons of Kingdom on Netflix. Dang, but that was a good show!
How can you tell if one person blocks another on twitter? And DJ is just more and more scummy every time I hear something about him.
Nutmeg:
Oh, part and parcel of being a lady, m’dear. Start telling your mom you’re a broad, not a lady, thank you very much. :D
I’m not on Twitter; AFAIK, ‘blocking’ means the blocked person can no longer read the blocker’s twitter posts. I’m going by Jen’s own account, which is in a feed on her sidebar as well as publicly readable on Twitter:
https://twitter.com/jennifurret
Thanks, Pteryxx. I use Twitter, but I don’t know much about the features other than search and post. I thought maybe there was ssomething I didn’t know about.
*hugs* for ImaginesABeach. I don’t cope well with death, either. I suspect that the whole “but they’re going to a Happer Place, and you’ll see them again when you die and go there yourself” charade was invented for just this reason…but then they forgot that it was just a self-soothing pretense.
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Gilliel: I’m with you. If Son had gone missing, I wouldn’t have treated his rescuer to the same general level of enthusiam with which I would greet a ticket-taker giving me my ticket stub. And I wouldn’t have treated Son as if he were the ticket stub.
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Improbable Joe: You don’t get to use all the bacon. ‘Cause you can’t haz mine!
(Ahhhh, bacon! Vegetable of the Gods!)
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Thanks, Caine. And awww, he really is lovable.
Heh. So does my cat, Mia, for some reason. Which I’m really not that happy about, but what I can do, she’s so cute and adorable I can never get angry at her.
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Nutmeg,
I hear you. And don’t even get me started on how I’m apparently supposed to be smiling all the damn time when around other people. It’s like some people think we’re not allowed to ever be serious.
Caine: ooh Pearl is adorable. I love the eyes. I can picture her on top of my yellow lab, Krystal. Pearl would blend right in. If she wouldn’t mind having me, I’d like her.
I wonder what Thunderfoot thinks of Vacula now, given that they’re on the same side of who they hate, but TF says he’s so against doc dropping.
carlie,
I’m sure TF will find a reason to support Vacula. One time Rebecca Watson did something wrong, therefore EVERYTHING.
GirlChild now has a framed photo of Zoe on her wall.
But you see, she didn’t just do something wrong. She dared to suggest that some men should perhaps want to change their behaviour somewhat. And that’s, like, the worst crime ever. As we all know.
The excuse I’ve seen in the slimy place is that it wasn’t doc dropping since the address was available on the internet and anyone could easily find it.
(Sorry, not willing to go back and search for the post and exact words)
Except Rebecca Watson is not allowed to suggest anything to anyone, because in 2006 she was a jerk on the JREF forum, and in 2007 she told a dirty joke. Therefore, Surly Amy deserves whatever happens when her home address is posted to the Internet.
Yes. It’s all very logical, isn’t it?
BTW, I swear to fuck when my finances are better, I’m buying everyone here a Surly-Ramic.
Slimepit invasion at Christina Rad’s if anyone is bored. I have this Steersman character blocked for some reason, so I’m guessing he’s one of the darling boys too.
My fabulous Surly-Ramic (It’s a Cher-adactyl!) in Francine, the Big Beautiful Belvedere.
http://imgur.com/kverz
Well, we’re down to our last 20 dollars, wife maybe gets paid in three weeks. This is going to be… fun?
Joe:
Oh shit.
I’ve never dealt with being poor. My sympathies.
Tony:
Aaaaaw. She’s yours. You and Pearl are now up.
Pearl is pure sweetness. She’s a quiet little girl, who likes quiet corners to herself, but she happily joins the pile of ratlets for serious sleep, usually found at the bottom of the pile, as she likes being *under*. Under anything. Her favourite peoples to hang out with are Angua and Perdita X. She is on the shy side, but is fearless and curious about everything when presented with something new. She doesn’t like having her picture taken and is very impatient with the whole idea of ‘stay still for 5 seconds while silly human focuses that icky black thing that flashes’. Pearl has a tendency to give a person the ‘look’, as in “I already know about that, what is your problem?” Her food preference is peas. Never enough peas.
Improbable Joe:
Ugh, been there, done that, not fun. I wish you were closer, I have a fucktonne of dog/cat food and a freezer full of people food.
thunk,
Me either… this is the closest to a real edge I’ve ever been. We didn’t even understand how close to the edge we were, not really. Now it has really kicked us in the face, hard. We might explore every option and STILL wind up evicted. Which if it were just us, wouldn’t really matter. It is also our pets, our four-legged family. Four cats and a dog. I could walk away from the stuff that won’t fit in our cars. I can’t walk away from my kids, and that’s the part that’s really frightening.
Caine,
Thanks… food is sort of less of a problem, I can always find something to sell for a few dollars and buy some cans of beans and a sack of rice. We’re even mostly OK on pet food, although the strays outside might be on their own pretty soon.
We’ll see Monday/Tuesday when we try to get a title loan on one of our cars.
Joe, don’t make me threaten you with donations. I know you don’t like them and all, but c’mon, how much would YOU donate if it were one of us risking eviction?
Besides, your animals need a place for them and their caretakers to live.
Pteryxx… I’m on the raggedy edge, and pride is just one more thing I can’t afford. Feel free to donate whatever you feel is fair. It is… what it is?
Joe, with all respect (and I do respect you), fuck pride. If and when y’all’s life turns around, if you feel the need, you could pay ME back, or any of the rest of us who need help. Is it any less a loan when it’s not to a pawn shop and you can repay it at will and for a good cause?
Josh, are you on it?
Lighter note, my potato soup came out amazing as always. I used an instant potato soup and dried jalapeno peppers as a cost-saving device, but the general awesomeness was preserved.
Yes, I can administer the Pharyngufund to help out Joe and his wife. If you don’t already know the drill for PayPal, email me at spokesgay at the google mail.
Pterryx, I just opened my mail and got your letter. LOVED the sign-off:)
Oh, what a relief.
I just got a notice from my insurance company. They are covering my hospital stay (well, all but $387). Which is good. An ER visit, with ambulance, and 2 1/2 days in the hospital to monitor my heart = $36,790.08 (not sure what the 8 cents is for). Holy shit!
Pteryxx,
That’s cool, and Josh has been on it for a few weeks now.
What sucks is that about 5-6 weeks from now, we’re going to be rolling around in cash, if we can just survive that long. My wife is leaving for her new job probably a week from today and they will house her and rent her a car, and even feed her. The paychecks are likely to be somewhat north of $4500 every two weeks, and our rent is only $1200 and we only have three more car payments to make. I’ll be able to repay any loan, buy a Surly-Ramic for everyone who helped out, and hang out with everyone at Skepticon… and maybe even buy a motorcycle!
In the meanwhile, I’m shopping at Save-A-Lot and selling off my stuff a piece at a time. Totally “best of times, worst of times” this year.
Og, that’s GREAT news! Paying some percentage still sucks, but it sure beats 100%.
“And the fundie/evangelicals are trying to hasten the End Times”
Including waking up the Sleeper/Gatekeeper.*
*Charles Stross reference.
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Recommended science fiction: vN .
Recommended graphic novel: Welcome to Lovecraft .
Improbable Joe:
Really, it’s no big deal, Joe. You take what you need now from the Pharyngufund and when you’re rolling in cash, if you’re feeling it, toss a few bucks back into the Pharyngufund for the next Hordeling who is in need. That’s how it all works.
birgerjohansson,
Loved Welcome to Lovecraft and the two graphic novels that followed. At some point, I’ll have to catch up with the remaining chapters.
On the subject, I’d like to recommend James S.A. Corey’s “Expanse” novels. The first two of the planned trilogy are out, and they are sort of Heinlein-esque space opera… with less misogyny?
O.O
Prices are tad* overinflated, wouldn’t you say?
*when I say tad, I mean fucking hell, are they trying to give you a heart attack so that you’d have to pay for an even longer hospital stay?!
*blush* thanks Josh! will be repeating shortly.
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In other news: Jen’s epic rant just went up!
http://freethoughtblogs.com/blaghag/2012/08/how-i-unwittingly-infiltrated-the-boys-club-why-its-time-for-a-new-wave-of-atheism/
Also, Improbable Joe, I’m really sorry I can’t kick in this time – we’ve got the $565.00 coming up for the ratlet spay day and waaay too much money leaking out to take care of house stuff right now. On top of that, it’s major maintenance time for the truck, so more money leakage.
Ogvorbis, yay for insurance! I don’t even want to say what my hospital stay and subsequent surgery last year totaled up to – what I will say is that if we had to pay that, we’d be paying it until our last breath.
Caine,
What really sucks is that I’m not hardly plugging my blog and/or Twitter channel…(trying to keep things light in the face of the darkness, and not get too emotional over the ridiculous generosity)
Did I mention that the Horde is picking out my next guitar? Yes you are, you evil little things you.
Caine, you don’t have to fucking apologize… that’s just even worse. Take care of your own before you worry about someone else.
That’s really one epic rant. Brilliant.
I’ll go tell that to Jen now.
Hello- I’ve left a few comments around here and other FTB blogs. I’ve been reading Pharyngula for maybe about 1.5 years. It’s usually wise to observe any forum before just popping in and spouting off your shit. I think it’s safe to say I understand a hell of a lot more now.
I’ve been stressed out by the last year+, but it’s comforting to know I am not alone in my outrage. In addition, I’ve learned a lot and have a more nuanced view of many things. So thank you. People are reading and listening and thinking and changing because of what you write.
For example, I realized something really fucked up. Since ground zero of EG, my DH has always thought all of this anti-woman crap is fucked up. But not until I saw him calling out some of it on his own on FB, did I really believe he agreed with me. In the back of my mind somehow I felt like he secretly thought I was crazy, and that he just didn’t want to piss me off. I’m just so used to the dissmissiveness I couldn’t even believe my own husband really agreed for over a year! (FWIW, we’ve only been married a little over a year.)
So thank you, and I am sorry that it’s going to be rough for you, Joe, even if only temporarily.
Hallo, G. Welcome in.
~G~
Glad to know your husband is on your side, and also glad that YOU know it too. :)
I’ll be fine, don’t sweat it. In the meanwhile, be prepared to unlurk again when we have the Great Guitar Selection thingy next month. I’m putting it up for a vote, and I’m totally making a thing out of it.
Joe: I should have money in the next few days (still waiting on my “first of the month” paycheck, mainly, which still lacks an ETA but I’m getting financial aid in early next week that can fill in for it until ti shows up). I’ll throw something in when I do.
Azkyroth,
That’s cool, I appreciate the help whenever and in whatever amount it comes, even if it is just kind words of support.
In the meanwhile, did you know that my amp goes up to 13? That’s two higher than Spinal Tap!
As a future engineer, I’d offer to build you one that goes to 14, but… ^.^
Azkyroth, as a fellow future engineer… I’ll be building my own by November. It will go to at least 17.6.
I am about to attempt to walk to the store and back. I am only going two blocks this time and I have food in me so I am hoping for no tantrums from the body. Wish me well! I mean, if you want to.
Say, Caine, does Percival have a virtual human yet? Would he like me? He looks sweet. It’s ok if he’s also slightly evil as all the animals who have ever owned me have been charming little devils.
The only thing he has to agree to is to share my heart with a goofy tuxedo cat who happens to get along very well with rats.
Improbable Joe, I am frustrated that all I can offer is *hugs* and sympathy. (I’d like, just once, to own a car from new, and not end up having to take no-other-option pieces of shit that are forever breaking down!) I’ve done the down to the last $20 thing. They say it “builds character”, but in my experience, it only leads to panic attacks, depression, and hyperventilation-inducing nightmare flashbacks.
:( :( :(
*quietly going to hyperventilate in a corner*
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Welcome in, ~G~!
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cicely, why be frustrated? It is no big deal either way. I’m going to keep telling myself that, and it is your job to agree. It is your job, and the job of everyone here, to start following and commenting on my blog and Twitter account. Not for my ego, or because I get paid for it, but maybe because if you’re all involved you can feel more like friends, and i can feel less shitty taking all of this sympathy from not-quite-friends?
It is weird, and feels harder than asking for cash frankly… but I don’t have any real-life friends.
Tonight’s menu (using ingredients in the pantry already):
Homemade ravioli with scratch-made egg pasta from semolina and whole wheat flour. It’s about ready to be rolled out.
Filling:
Diced carrot, broccoli, and fresh chives from my garden. A few sprigs of fresh dill, salt and pepper. Browned ground chicken breast with garlic. Bound together with farmer cheese, a fabulous low-fat but totally not fake cheese to substitute for ricotta. Dash parmesan.
Sauce:
Simple marinara with unfiltered olive oil, basil, and mashed up super-sweet grape tomatoes from my garden.
I cannot fucking WAIT to eat this shit. Y’all are invited. Bring booze. And crusty bread.
Nice Josh, and also fuck you very much. “Scratch-made egg pasta”? Beats my potato soup hands-down.
No, actually, Joe, I think your potato soup wins. Becuz BACON.
Which I only rarely, rarely eat now. Oh, how I miss you bacon, and your sidekick butter.
I actually melt a half-stick of butter into the soup immediately before serving… so I guess I’m sorry?
Cicely: that is exactly why I believe money can buy happiness, to some non-negligible degree.
Caine…I’m gonna get over my shyness and work up my nerve. Is there an introverted rattie that has yet to be virtually adopted?
G: Hi! That’s an awesome experience, knowing you’re really on the same page. I have the same worries about being thought of as a loonie by people close to me by virtue of my feminism-themed rants.
Joe and Azkroth, you want loud? Behold the Fender Super Twin! The volume knob only went up to 10, but scroll down that page and take a gander at the weight. Nothing says badass volume like 95 pounds of dead weight. Every gig I ended up muttering “Should have been a writer.” as I tried to get it from van to stage without rupturing something.
I hauled one of those around for years and never, and I mean never, despite playing with a drummer who left a pile of kindling around his drum throne every gig, despite playing with two other guitarists and a bass player who wanted to be a guitarist, did I turn it up past 3.
When researching for a new amp I had to laugh at all the complaints about the Roland Jazz Chorus’ weight, a mere 55 pounds.
Jeezis Joe, are you trying to give my tongue a boner?
The funny thing about butter (for non-funny values of funny). Growing up poor we couldn’t afford real butter so we always had Blue Bonnet stick margarine. We only got real butter at Thanksgiving and Christmas. I vowed that when I grew up and went out on my own I would only ever eat real butter so help me god.
This is a vow I kept, unlike my other vow to always wash each dish and fork in my apartment as soon as I used them so I’d never have to “do dishes.”
And so I had my butter. Lots of it. My French teacher, Mrs. W., once corrected me when I said, “Je voudrais le beurre.”
“You can’t say that, Josh,” she said, “You have to say je voudrais du buerre. What you said was that you wanted all the butter in the world, which is impossible to have. One can only have some of the butter.”
She was wrong. I had allthe butter. For twenty years. I should have listened to Mrs. W; I might not have gotten myself into a cardiac pickle!
This concludes your Hallmark SpokesMoment™
Erik:
Yes, Percival would like you! You and Percival are now up, with a shiny new pic of Percival.
Percival, like Pearl, is on the quiet side. Rather than ‘under’, he goes for behind. Behind anything – the rat condo, shelves, tables, what have you. He’s very attached to his mum, Rubin, and is somewhat peeved that nipple access has been shut down. He has recently branched out in exploration, but is perfectly happy to curl up in a rat pile and nap, especially after the frenzied activity of hoarding as much food as possible. He enjoys wrestling, racing and finding hiding places which will drive a person crazy when looking for him. Also, Percival isn’t terribly concerned about cats or monster dogs, as long as they don’t interfere with his plans.
FossilFishy,
… the fuck? SIX 6L6 tubes?!?! That must have been a monster output transformer. I’m just running a 21 year old Peavey Classic 50/410 that is probably lucky to hit 40W on its best day.
Sorry Josh, I didn’t realize you’d magically sprout a second boner in your mouth at the talk of butter. If it makes you feel better, I used dried spices from my Spice Cabinet of DOOOOOM, rather than fresh.
I need to buy milk. Will subsist on biscuits for next three days.
Caine, those ratlets are so cute I could just fuckin’ shit myself. Thanks to your facilitation of the horde into rat appreciation I found, the other day, that I’ve totally lost my reflexive and stupid squick response to rats. I was watching a movie where someone was trudging through back alleys and rats were scuttling. We were clearly meant to read this as “disgusting” and “filthy.” It was amusing to realize 10 seconds into the scene that, “hey, I’m supposed to go ewwwww but I’m not and that expectation is fucking dumb.” Poor little sewer rats. They were just trying to make a living.
You know the trick for substituting if you don’t have buttermilk for biscuits, right Joe?
Imp. Joe: I went to your site, and I tried to comment, truly I did, but your site Does Not Like my TypePad sign in. It sends me elsewhere, where it tells me, “The site you just came from wants to verify your sign in credentials. However you are signed in as cicely (Inadvertent Phytocidal Maniac).” And urges me to sign out, then back in to the correct account.
This gives me a puzzlement.
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MORBO DOES NOT CARE. MORBO WILL EAT YOU AND YOUR NUMEROUS SPAWN!
The right answer is either going to be lemon juice or a gay joke, isn’t it?
BWAHSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! Touche, touche. That was fucking gold.
cicely, bloody fooking hell. Can you please try again? I’ve changed the settings.
Sniff.
Summer just ended. Don’t know why I’m despondent.
You all worry about real problems. I’m just awkwardly scared.
Thunk, have you just gone off to university?
Portia:
As Dianne placed a hold on Neville, you get the last ratlet! That would be Angua. Angua is introverted, she prefers to be out of the limelight and doesn’t much care for anyone attempting to track her down – you can just wait until she decides to show up, and if that takes hours on end, well so what? Angua doesn’t care for sleeping in the rat pile much, she tends to find a nice hidey-hole for herself alone or perhaps to share with Pearl and Perdita X. When given the opportunity, she’ll happily explore and is bright and curious about things, but she doesn’t like doing that for long periods. A little exploring at a time, please.
You and Angua are now up, with a shiny new pic of Angua.
Still no joy, Joe.
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Okay, gang, wanna help me Name That Tune?
Since portia’s comment about the purchasibility of Happiness, my head keeps singing the same, short fragment of something to me:
“They say that
money corrupts you
but I can’t really tell.
I’ve got the whole world at my feet
and I think it’s really swell.”
What the hell has my erratic memory barfed up at me?
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Josh:
D’aaaw, that’s so sweet! Remember, when you see rats in movies, those are trained pet rats. Those are professional acting ratties! :D But yes, even sewer rats are just trying to get by. They live very short lives.
I watched a documentary on rats some time back and one young man was recounting how he woke up one night and wandered into his kitchen (which was filthy with stacked up dirty dishes and the detritus of many a meal) to find a rat happily chewing on a pork chop bone. He said he just stood there, watching the rat and the rat watched him back for a bit, then decided to go back to chewing on his pork chop bone. The young man decided that rats were okay, really, they were just doing what we all do. Heh.
cicely, I turned off everything I can turn off… if you can’t comment, it is because I broke it or something.
cicely, that’s Weird Al, no? My friends on the high school cross country team bought me the tape that song is on in 1990?
Cicely, Weird Al Yankovic – This Is The Life.
Joe, please check your Twitter.
Caine: Yay! Percival sounds a little like me, insofar as I like hiding spots and quiet. And Santiago (the goofy tux cat) does not usually interfere with rat plans, but he will watch them with bemusement.
Improbable Joe: I empathize with the poverty. I’ve done the potato-egg-cheese dinner for a number of nights in a row before. But then I discovered oatmeal and peanut butter and never looked back.
G: Hi! I read here for a long time before deciding one night fairly recently to unburden myself. So far I am glad I did. I still feel like I am in that awkward looking-at-your-feet-a-lot stage but that might just be me.
Anyone who cares: I made it out and back without compromising bodily integrity. Tomorrow I will try for the ATM.
Successful Comment at Joes’s Place! Huzzah!
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Yeah…now that you mention it, it does sound like it’s singing in Weird Al’s voice. There was a time when I listened to a lot of his stuff.
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Horde:
Can anyone give me some interesting* linky links right now? I could sorely use some.
*tacklehugs requested*
Do y’all want some hawt, metal-on-chrome Detroit Action? Are you tired of cheap, plastic-bumpered jelly bean cars with wimpy engines? Do you long for a piston with a huge stroke, a thick bore, and maximum compression? Well, step on back to the days of leaded gasoline and behold Francine: Queen of the SpokesGay.
Thanks Josh, thanks Horde.
ImaginesABeach, I’m so sorry about your loss, it’s always horrible when someone close dies. Chocolate, hugs and whatever else would help.
ImpossibleJoe, I hope you hang on hugs and chocolate to you too, oh and congratulations to your wife for the new job.
Umm…Caine….er….um are lurkers allowed to adopt virtual ratties? Because I’ve always thought that your rats are just so adorable. Um…well…. sorry if it’s overstepping the lurker mark just tell me to get lost if this is the case.
Oh and on the new general shitstorm, it’s stuff like this that makes me want to totally disengage from this movement so thanks to all of the Pharyngula horde for keeping me in the atheist movement because you guys reassure me that there are others out there who are totally awesome.
Caine –
Squeeeeeee. I am honored to have squeaked* in at just the right moment! Score! Angua sounds like my kindred spirit. I’m currently avoiding a social situation myself… Thank you very much. You’ve honestly made my night.
Thunk: http://blogs.villagevoice.com/music/2012/08/insane_clown_posse_sue_fbi.php
*hugs* for you, take as needed/desired.
eriktrips:
Not just you, I assure you.
*Ha! I just saw what I did there!
I have a limited tolerance for butter and fatty things that aren’t cheese or cheese-based. My big problem has always been soda.
Would this be a bad time to mention I just spent an hour plus cooldown on the elliptical trainer and pushed the machine’s who-knows-how-accurate calorie counter up to 839 for the session. ^.^
Oops sorry didn’t read thread well ignore message Caine, sorry.
wow. Pussy Riot has BRASS. They released a new anti-Putin single specifically to coincide with the verdict.
http://boingboing.net/2012/08/17/pussy-riot-sentenced-to-two-y.html
*tacklehugs* for thunk.
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Damn josh is that yours?
Is it weird that I want my next guitar to be the called the Official SpokesGuitar?
They sure as fuck do. I love those chicks. I wish I could bring them food and letters on visitor’s day at Rura Penthe.
Goddamnit, those women are real heroines. That’s the real thing right there, that is.
Been a long day, but the family reunion that the Redhead was the hostess for was a qualified success. The qualification was that basically the only attendees were from this side of the lake (attendance has been dropping and getting more regional as time progresses). Good time was had by the attendees, the meal was good even though catered, with planovers galore. The picnic pavilion was surrounded by other activities, including a couple of park weddings, a youth group meeting, and lots of kids working off excess energy in the playground.
I got my exercise toting that barge, lifting that bale, and wheeling the Redhead around. She was tuckered out at the end of the day and needed a boost to get out of the car so she could get in the house. About time to start getting her ready for bed.
I’ll catch up with everybody else tomorrow afternoon.
Thunk, :tacklehugses: What kind of links do you want?
Here’s the Dante’s Inferno Test and This is one of my fave artists.
Chimpie, the car? Yes, that’s my Francine, taken today after I detailed her inside. She gets a handwax tomorrow.
re: Rebecca Watson-
I’m almost scared to imagine the crap she’d get if she actually did (or said) something wrong.
(I was going to put some kind of example in here, but I’m having a hard time being ‘creative’ enough to come up with the kinds of shit these anti-feminists and MRA’s do say.)
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ImaginesABeach:
I’m sorry for your loss.
On the subject of death, I have a question (please don’t take this as snark; I’m genuinely curious): Does anyone cope with death well?
I haven’t encountered anyone that has expressed their feelings on death in that way.
I know I don’t take it well either. I get sad seeing roadkill (and usually avert my eyes). Knowing another human being has passed away also brings on sadness. Having someone close to me die is just so unimaginably difficult to deal with, I can’t imagine how some people are able to cope well.
Thunk: Hopefully you haven’t seen this already but here’s a really nice take on the Curiosity landing.
oh, also *offers companionable shin leanings* to Thunk.
Lexie:
Of course they are! I am, however, out of ratlets. For now. It would appear that tiny Zoe didn’t get separated out from the boyz soon enough…now I’m going back into my nice, warm denial.
*offers companionable shin leanings*
Win.
Also, am I the only person who does not listen to music?
Did you all know that there’s some people who do the same things as Operation Rescue in Canada? In BC, no less?
The most prominent person who does this is Gordon Watson. He came up to the pro-choice counter-demonstration today and started taking pictures of us without permission, specifically trying to centre our faces. He was charged in the mid-90s with assaulting an abortion clinic worker; during the trial he testified to having taken pictures of clinic workers’ licence plates in order to get their home addresses from a contact in the RCMP. This information may have been used in at least one attempt on an abortion doctor’s life.
I’m not going to embed these links so my post doesn’t get stuck in moderation, but here’s what one of the demonstrators was able to dig up. This shit is scary. I thought we had standards.
And it seems very convenient that this is happening in the same week that Kelowna City Hall has proposed flying a pro-life flag, and my MP, Mark Warawa (Conservative – Langley), came out in support of Motion 312 (our Personhood Amendment). Again, to prevent moderation hell I’ll provide links in a later comment if anyone is interested.
http://www.holysmoke.org/sdhok/abo012.htm
http://www.holysmoke.org/fem/fem0582.htm
http://www.prochoiceactionnetwork-canada.org/print-friendly/9697win.shtml
http://www.prochoiceactionnetwork-canada.org/articles/bubble-zone-case.html
http://www.canada.com/theprovince/news/story.html?id=17d0368e-1b34-42eb-99d7-f2fbe5c3b12d
http://www.canada.com/vancouversun/news/story.html?id=6209cd66-d841-4e70-b8c1-1267896d173b
http://www.lifesitenews.com/news/bc-high-court-dismisses-appeal-by-pro-lifers-convicted-of-violating-abortio/
Drat, seems like not embedding the links didn’t prevent moderation…
I am being colonized by a riot of pussy. Meaning, two cats climbing all over me, purring, and rubbing their heads against me for skritches so hard I’d swear they were in heat.
Joe:
No, unless of course you meant this.
SpokesGuitar? I like it! My calculated branding scheme is clearly working.
Caine, I am so sorry about Zoe, that’s horrible. Hugs and chocolate for you too.
Thunk, you don’t listen to music either :) yah I am not alone. I don’t go out of my way to not listen to music but I don’t really have much interest in it either.
No, FossilFishy, I was thinking about calling the guitar “The Horde-Hammer, Official SpokesGuitar” or something like it. The guitar itself will be a Fender Strat or a PRS or something similar.
DUN DUN DUNNNNN….
(srsly, *offers hugs*)
(…there’s a reason they call certain giant machines ‘breeder’ reactors. Rodent reproduction capability is freakin’ NUCLEAR.)
It is time to roll out the pasta dough. I roll now.
O.O
Oh, no. Not again….
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*boozes*
Lots and lots of *boozes*
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Lexie, I’ll share Chester with you! He’s a *great* little rat.
Caine… is Zoe in trouble? Oh Noes!!!
See, this is why I don’t even get involved with virtual rats. They will break your heart every time.
Lexie, Pteryxx & Cicely, thank you. All commiseration happily accepted. I’m still in denial and I’m staying there until I’m forced out. Carrot is teeny tiny like Zoe and he looks pregnant too, but of course, he isn’t. I’m pretty sure about Zoe, though. Christ, she must have gotten knocked at 5 weeks. My only hope is she’ll only bake one or two, given how small she is, but with my luck, she’ll have 20 and they’ll all be female…
Yeah, booze, that’s a good idea.
thunk,
95% of the music I listen to these days is guitar gear review videos on YouTube. The last CD I bought was a Joe Satriani disc maybe 3-4 years ago, when my wife and I went and saw him play live in Florida.
Aw thanks, Caine. Seriously though you don’t have to share your favourite ratttie though if you don’t want to.
Josh you are making me hungry! Your dinner sounds awesome.
Improbable Joe:
Looks like. I suppose I’ll find out shortly. At this point, I’m pretty blasé about the whole thing.
Caine, believe me, I’ve been there… I’ve had nightmares about literally drowning in pups. Seriously, now I treat them like live fuel rods… separate, separate, separate or else BOOM. In a couple weeks I”ll be happy to donate to the rattie support / save Caine’s sanity fund.
But thank you so much for all the updates, descriptions and pictures… the cute’s been instrumental in keeping me going.
Thunk –
Does it count if Rachel Maddow is music to my ears?
womp womp
Phew! Half the raviolis are done. Think I’ll make the last half of the dough into fettucini.
Yeah, bitchez.
Lexie:
All fixed, he’s listed as your virtual rattie. Chester…I don’t even know where to start with him. Chester the Jester, he’s a madman. Happy, energetic, a full court cuddler, runs to you when you call him, explores everything, loves to snuggle under the covers. Enjoys climbing, running, wrestling, chewing on fingers and toes, running over the monster dogs and going ‘sploosh!’ in their water dish. He’s an excellent swimmer and a good bather. Oh, he’s also the only tea drinker out of all the ratlets.
Yeah, bitchez be lyin’… when they tell you that you made enough ravioli! Get back to work!
Why is this OK?
But that’s not why I am posting. Haven’t done this for a long time but here are my favorite late-night songs at the moment:
Faerie Dance
Billy Breathes
Crazy Fingers
Conference of the Birds
Pteryxx:
Yeah, I thought I got it right, but…
I suppose I should be grateful it’s only Zoe. *phew*
Aw, thanks. I got some new pics today of the boyz wrestling and climbing. I’m hesitant to post them, due to the sheer amount of raisins on the floor – I clean up every day, but ya know how it is, rat guts and butts, always busy.
Thunk: As central to my life as music is I can get that some people don’t feel that way, and I’d positively hate a world in which everyone agreed about everything. And besides, the great thing about the truly subjective aspects of life like entertainment choices is that we’re not disagreeing about reality. In these things it really is okay to agree to disagree unlike say, the age of the universe or the cause of autism.
The Adverts had the right answer to anyone who disagrees with subject esthetic choices.
Crossposted from Jen’s thread, which is quite brilliant.
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I suggest using no adjectives or other verbal modifiers.
It’s a rhetorical trap. (Visual signals like the ones Jadehawk uses for feminism+atheism are excellent — they’ll do the work of signaling our presence to each other. With descriptive alt-text for screen readers.)
A minor but important victory will come when the misogynists and racists start complaining that the word atheism has become so contaminated with progressive connotations that they don’t want to self-identify as atheists anymore. “Blech! Atheism is too feminist! We need a new word!”
That will probably not happen if we use some kind of [adjective] atheism.
They’ll always be able to say “I’m just an atheist. I’m not an [adjective] atheist. I don’t need anything else.”
And that kind of “purist” self-identification is very attractive to naive people (here naive is not intended as a pejorative; there are always people who are new to atheism and who may, in the beginning, feel overwhelmed by the Deep Rifts; we want to appeal to the new and naive people).
If we brand ourselves as a subtype then we’ll always remain a subtype. We want to be the ones who, if you’re a misogynist and you don’t want to be confused for us, you’ll have to apply an adjective to yourself. We don’t want to be a subtype. We want to be the type.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Type_%28biology%29
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I’ll go put this in the Thunderdome too so people can have a convenient place to call me silly.
I include “A+” in that indictment.
I should mention that I like a lot of the ideas.
But the simple, apparently-pure type is such effective rhetoric that PZ has had to do considerable work to rebrand a certain contingent as dictionary atheists — and to get others to recognize them as a subtype.
We want the rhetorical benefits of being the type, not a subtype.
SG:
There’s a reason I’ve been using Jadehawk’s Feminist Gnu A from the beginning. :D
Thanks Caine. He sounds wonderful, he definitely has very good taste in liking tea. Also, I like the sound of rat diving. Hopefully you can get the other girls speyed soon so you aren’t up to your eyeballs in ratlets, even though they are gorgeous.
You wear it well!
I tried linking to them over at Jen’s but all my posts with links got ate. :(
Okay, so, while my comment above awaits the Overlord, I’ll give a summary.
At the Commercial and Broadway demonstrations today, we met a new friend: Gordon Watson, anti-choice extremist who took pictures of abortion clinic workers’ licence plates and sent them to an RCMP contact in order to get the workers’ addresses. Operation Rescue North.
He was taking pictures of us without our permission. He was specifically trying to centre our faces. When some of my fellow demonstrators approached him (I saw him trying to photograph me, I think he may have ><;;, and then someone else spoke up about him being a bit creepy just taking pictures) to ask him to stop, he pulled the "free speech" defense. Creeped me out to the point where I mostly stayed away, but I caught a couple of highlights:
1. At one point, he was defending his actions with "it's not illegal"
2. Later on, he was demanding our names, on the pretense that he'd given his. The implied appeal to cowardice made me loudly call him a big bully.
-shudder- There's more links in the disappeared post. I really thought Canada was better.
Because it irks you. Regularly, like clockwork. You’re as predictable as a worn groove in a record; you always know exactly what verse you’re going to skip on.
Caine:
That makes both of us.
The ladiez and bois tell me I have caramel colored skin, so of course I’m the pure embodiment of sweetness.
Well she’s just about perfect.
‘Cept for one liiiiiiiiitle
round green thingthing.Given time, she will side with cicely and myself as we plot to rid the world of *[dramatic pause]* The P E A (and all of its pretty little friends *[cue maniacal laughter ]*
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~G~:
Welcome in!
Thanks for sharing that story too. Sounds like your DH is one of the good ones.
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cicely:
Where does that come from anyway? “It builds character”? How? You go through tragedy or loss and because of the experience (if you survive) you’re magically a better person in some ill defined manner? It feels like an attempt to put a positive spin on the shit we go through in life that feels unbearable. Wishful Thinking?
I’m feeling a bit of the depression. Not a tremendous amount, but enough to throw me off at the gym (lousy workout that was). The job hunt is slow, but I think I might have a few things that could pan out. It still doesn’t bring money in my pocket immediately, so making $400 spread until sometime (?), will prove challenging.
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Josh:
Wait, so you’re also the Culinary SpokesGay?
I’m losing track of all your talents.
Once again, I’m odd. Bacon and butter? What’s the butter for?
I just cooked dinner for T and myself.
We each had two oven roasted whiting fish filets topped with garlic, onion salt, onion powder, cayenne pepper and chili powder and drizzled with EVOO. The same seasoning was used for roasted broccoli and zucchini. Finally, I roasted some kidney beans in garlic, teriyaki sauce, and a little of the prior seasoning mix. I mashed the beans up (similar to chunky mashed potatoes), placed them on the plate, then spread two fish filets across the bean mash. Then (on T’s plate; she loved this) I took the zucchini (which were cut in strips of varying size) and lined the perimeter of her plate.
Let me say that despite the lack of visual appeal to mashed beans, they were *excellent*. I didn’t think about it, but I paired the sweet teriyaki sauce in the beans with the spicy cayenne and chili powder in the fish. The balance was delicious. Next time I want scallions for a nice visual BAM (T said I was *really* gay for wanting to do that).
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Joe:
You soup sounds delicious! NOM NOM NOM Bacon! (I hear that bacon treats for dog commercial in my head when I talk about bacon. What’s that stuff? Beggin’ Strips?)
In fact, I think your soup would have been excellent prior to my dinner.
Hey, who’s making dessert?
Yoo hoo.
Horde peeps!
Do we have a baker?
[must resist urge to ask for a butcher and a candlestick maker oops]
If you say that again I’ll cut you. There’s a reason I put Rachel Ray down for a nap with the fishes:)
Lexie:
Rubin was spayed on the 14th; Agnes, Amelia, Magrat, Gytha and Beatrice all go in on the 27th to be spayed. Rubin’s girls won’t be ready for spaying until September 4th. (They have to be at least 8 weeks old.)
SG:
Thank you! There’s been a lot of link eating going on at FtB lately. I think Sally Strange linked to them at Jen’s, though.
Tony,
The best part of my soup is that it was yummy today, and Monday for lunch it gets a can of minced clams, a fresh array of spices, some crackers, and potato soup becomes New England clam chowder. I’m all about stretching the food as far as it goes… come to think of it, the stock for the soup came from a chicken I roasted a week or so ago.
Ew, bobenyert the child abusing asshole is posting in the no comment thread. He manages to sound slimy while being oh so polite.
Thank you for the hellos. My DH admits to having been a perpetrator of lame pick up attempts in his past but he must have matured by shy of 22 when he met me. He basically asked me my opinions on lots of things and just listened to all my answers with great interest. Turned out to be a very effective tactic! Who’d have thunk it?
SG:
Actually, I agree with you, however…
I think this is something that people need on an emotional level. People do seem to have this rather
dementedirrational need for labels and in the case of the monster misogynists, stubborn sexists and asshole atheists, so many people simply want a way to distinguish themselves from the simple ‘atheist/skeptic’ groups.More and more people are feeling the need to have a way to express that they are part of something more inclusive and don’t really want to go with plain ol’ humanist or secular humanist.
Personally, I’m fine with secular humanist, but ya now, people. If the whole A+ thing helps to galvanize people and provides strength and attraction, eh, I say let them have it.
Tony:
I have lots of Bear Hug ice cream and am willing to share. I’ve eaten plenty of ice cream, and it’s the best I’ve ever had.
This seems relevant to some things today. Jen’s post is excellent.
Caine:
This calls to mind why some equality-minded people avoid the term “feminist” because they reject mainstream feminism’s failure to adopt intersectionality. I understand SG’s point, but there are strides being made outside of “feminism” that are very feminist. Long rambling story short, I am torn about the labeling issue, but totally on board with everything Jen said.
Caine:
I fear a ratty multiplicative cascade.
I like it as a symbol, I kinda hope people don’t start saying it out loud. I like “secular humanist” too, but I’m not ready to give up being loudly and unequivocally godless.
Rey:
I’m not ready to give up being a noisy gnu either. The funny thing about the A+ is that I already have that symbol. It’s on my Non-believers Giving Aid T-shirt from the Dawkins foundation. Either a lot of people missed that one or they’ve forgotten all about it.
Thunk, right now, the girls are living separately from the boyz.
Portia:
Hahahaha. Yep, that’s apt.
Caine:
it was mentioned pretty early over there :)
Portia:
Aha. I missed that.
Josh:
Is there *anybody* this works for? Sure as heck not for me.
I’ve tried it so many times. Heck, I did it tonight. I just *hate* doing dishes. I want to cook the dinner, eat it and let someone else handle the clean up. T and E don’t mind, but they work a fuck ton of hours (while I’m not, so I guess I have plenty of time to wash dishes). Between the three of us, and the hours normally put in, we can manage to dirty up some dishes. Damn. When my not yet boyfriend (whom I’m missing at the moment as he’s in Atlanta visiting family and unable to console me through this frustrating period of joblessness with a Tetris match) came over for the third date, I hid *half* of the dirty dishes in our non functioning dishwasher (renting a home, and while we could get it looked at, well, we haven’t pressure washed or cleaned the carpets yet…so we don’t want to draw attention by asking to replace the dishwasher). We had 1 small pile of clean dishes, two sinks full of dirty dishes and a small chunk of counter space with dirty dishes. I managed to put all the dishes from *one* sink into the dishwasher. It looked cleaner in my head. Thankfully, he didn’t give two shits about the dishes (something about coming over to see me, not my house)
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Joe:
LO-fucking-L.
That was good!
Nah. What would be weird is if Josh calls his bike The Official Spokes Bike.
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thunk:
Hey there my friend…we aren’t going to play the Personal Problem Olympics (besides, who *wants* to win a gold in that?). You have stuff that’s stressing you out too. There’s nothing wrong with feeling despondent. Nor in sharing that with us.
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Caine:
Yah!
The ratlets are all adopted out to loving virtual homes!
Interesting.
I don’t know why I thought they just happened to be caught on film scampering from things (or toward victims) in all those movies.
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erik:
My roomie, T, loves peanut butter. Often, for breakfast, she’ll eat a bowl of oatmeal and a red delicious apple covered in peanut butter. Sometimes she just eats peanut butter out of the jar. And don’t get me started on how much she enjoyed the bottle of peanut butter Vodka I found for her (can we say “in her coffee” and her Bailey’s on the rocks).
Me, I really only like peanut butter in *certain* types of shakes, or in cookies (still miss the peanut butter cookies from high school cafeteria…sniff…sniff). I think the most enjoyment I get from peanut butter is putting it on the roof of my dogs’ mouth or on top of their nose (watching either is priceless). Oh, wait, the most fun I had was giving T’s dog, Kiara some peanut butter on a spoon. As she licked that up, I put some on her hind paw. She spun in circles trying to find the peanut butter. It was *hilarious*.
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Josh:
Looks sweet, but Sam and Dean Winchester might not want the competition.
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portia @85:
DOH!
I didn’t even notice the first time. I was all like huh…? OH!
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Nerd @94:
Awesome. Glad the day went well for you and the Redhead.
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speaking of redheads, now that I’m dating one, I notice I’m more aware of them [in public]. I never really paid attention to redheads in the past (no more so than other hair colors), but now I do.
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Caine:
I know it was for thunk, but thanks for that Dante’s Inferno Test. That was fun!
My Results:
Tony:
Lightweight. I’ll be hangin’ out in style on the Eighth level.
Best. Career. Ever.
From the Dante’s Inferno Test:
First off, I read this:
as “Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarfs in fury”
Yeah, imagine a Minotaur sounding like Snarf from the Thundercats.
Ha! HAHAHA!.
Do.
I.
Look.
At.
Pornography.
Who do they think I am?
Of course I look at pornography!
I used to work in one for pete’s sake. Boy, maintaining an erection for several hours *without* Viagra (or some such drug) is difficult. You wind up needing to wear a cockring, but after a time, having all that blood swollen gets, ah, uncomfortable.
Yeah, and I’ve been waiting 12 years for my money back. I was told I would be married to a tall blond female within six months. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. I was out of the closet at that time, so marrying a woman wasn’t in the cards. Strangely, six months passed and Presto! no marriage.
How do you repent for what you don’t believe in?
Hello!
There is *one* gay thing about me. I *love* to shop. I’ve seriously got to start making more money so I can go on a Threadless! and Roadkill shopping spree.
. . .no comment. . .
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portia @140:
sounds like someone likes ice cream
crossposted from thunderdome
Also since politics has infiltrated everywhere including here can we keep the religious fight between the bankers and the other bankers out of here for the time being? If we must have a discourse between tweedlefuck and tweedlefuckyoumore can we ask pz for a separate unmonitored political thread until after the prez election and keep that useless twaddle out of here and the lounge?
thank you
bill
Also did anyone else watch trueblood where rats were used to sneak shifters into the vamps inner holdings?
In a way, that Dante’s Inferno Test reminds me of the interactive ‘game’ found in the DVD release of Final Destination-the Death Clock, IIRC-that allows one to enter a bunch of personal info and it calculates when you’re going to die. I think the first time I took it, I entered non smoker, and then smoker the second time. I’m due to die in 2020 or 2023 (oddly enough I live longer as a smoker).
Completely silly fun.
Improbable Joe:
I’m starting to think about it. She may decide to rip into me tomorrow for being insufficiently social, and I may just bite back. I’m not her, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
Caine:
That’s exactly it. My mom went to an all-girls Catholic high school, and she has all sorts of antiquated ideas about ladylike behaviour. She’s mostly resigned to me hunting and fishing and changing my own tires and (gasp) barbecueing, but I guess she still thinks that someday I will blossom into a rose of delightful sociability, or some bullshit like that. No, I’m going to be awkward and snarky forever, thank you.
Nightjar:
Yep. Now I have to look happy all the time too? Grr.
Caine (again):
Oh, no. No, no, no. *pre-emptive booze and chocolate*
Tony: I must have missed it when you posted that you’re out of work. I hope you’re doing okay and you find a new job soon.
I’ve never been able to see a rat on TV in any situation and not think “Awwwww!”
Caine—Am I nuts, or is there a serious sock infestation in the “Point on Atheism” thread? It’s just hard to believe that many new-comers, all at once, simply “can’t understand” what I’m talking about.
Josh:
I don’t think it’s socks so much as it is a bunch of peoples gleeful at the prospect of finding a Pharyngulite saying something critical of a woman – the usual morons. “Ooooh, looky, one of those outspoken feminists, criticizing a woman for being feminine! How dare you! Watch while I put you in your place!”
I wouldn’t bother, if I were you, it’s going to be a compleat MRA douchecanoe fest in 3, 2, 1…
Hi, I’m back. And I caught up mostly though a quick skim I may have missed stuff. Condolences to Tony on the job and congrats to Improbable Spouse on hers. Yay for ratties but also ZOMG NOT AGAIN!
Also WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK is going on with the Menz Special Skepticks Brigade? Fuck. I’m extra glad I bought some surlyramics now; I can only hope that Amy gets a truly enormous amount of business from this, just like Anita Sarkeesian got 6x the money she was looking for.
Meanwhile, I had a FABULOUS weekend in Sydney, featuring shopping, shows, and good food. I have some seriously good French cheese, a shiny purple insulated carafe, and a new top-quality paring knife from Simon Johnson; and a fabulously hilarious cardigan from Deus featuring their skull & crossed-spanners logo in an old-lady-style navy and white knit. Dinner and beer sampler (*FOUR* different IPAs!) at Murray’s one night; dinner and Star Wars Burlesque show at Vanguard the next.
For details, (is 4 links OK?) for those who care, see
* http://au.deuscustoms.com/ (motorbikes)
* http://www.murraysbrewingco.com.au/manly/ (beer)
* http://www.thevanguard.com.au/ (show venue)
* http://simonjohnson.com (foodie shopping)
The Deus site doesn’t feature their cafe, but it is awesome. I had french toast with strawberries and rhubarb one day; bacon & eggs & asparagus & mushrooms & tomato the next.
(Oh, also I think a spanner is a wrench in American.)
Oh and Josh, fwiw, I know what you mean. I didn’t watch the video (my wireless is…less), but I find the ‘playing to the arch feminine stereotype’ to be annoying too.
So, you want Neville, then?
Yes, please!
Dianne:
Already done, you and Neville are up. :D
@ Caine #452
Sunflowers: I wonder if the butterfly didn’t cover the light sensors on the flower and cause those petals to close? Does anyone here no about such stuff?
A song about sunflowers: Le Tournesol – Marc Lavoine
#460
Aaah, yes. I can distinctly see the tardigrade pattern in Theo’s fur… Cool!
So I’m a little behind on required readings.
Following up Jen’s *magnificent* post at Blag Hag, I finally learned about Boobquake.
I want to say there was some other ‘event’ that occurred that’s been referenced several times here. Something back during the Science Blog days…?
A question for other food people: I have a block of this with an unelaborated expiration date of tomorrow. Any suggestions for good ways to use it?
http://pharyngula.wikia.com/wiki/crackergate
Heh, perfect comment number for that, too.
Azkyroth, cheese with fruit is an abomination, but if you can stomach it in the first place then I bet it would go down pretty well with a pasta dish — in particular a carbonara style.
Azkyroth, curiously, #666 works as a reply to both Tony and you.
Oh, Caine.
Stash the *chocolate* and *hugs* for when the realization really hits you.
Hoping that Zoe goes for quality over quantity.
And that you won’t get any more surprises. I’m thinking about Beatrice who presumably played with the boys when she was still Basil, but maybe males and females weren’t separated then yet anyway and it was too early?
I forgot, Zoe is Esme’s so she’s older.
Or not.
I mixed up the ratties.
Ignore the last part of #170.
Hey monitors, dungeoned troll Daniel Haven is posting in the A freethought conference thread under the nym sc_e05c5f3250fcaae78a1ba67fa7a77a24 .
Good morning
I hope I remember everything I wanted to type….
Caine
Oh noooo *crossing thumbs for Zoe*
G
Hi and welcome.
I understand what you mean. Constantly being confronted with the worst the male sex has to offer makes you weary. I remember that at one point in the misogyny wars I became afraid of sexualized violence from Mr. who is really the most caring and understanding and respectfull being out there.
Josh
Urgh, forgot to change the currency, hope it’s OK
Joe
Don’t worry, just always think about Igors: What comes around goes around
imagines a beach
I’m sorry for your loss
nutmeg
My mum was always hoping that some day I would “grow up”, i.e. become like her
cicely
It didn’t bother me that much that she treated me that way. I help because I think it’s an ethical duty, not because of the cookies (although I do admit that I think that a bit of recognition is in order for the fact that a total stranger just took care of your very unhappy child for over an hour.)
It really bothered me how she treated the poor boy.
Surly-Ramics
Hehe, ordered a custom-made flying scissors necklace
rorschach, he’s posting in the “Missouri screws up” too, but it’s kinda fun to have an old-fashioned godbot/creobot to schlap around.
So… meh.
How do you know who it is?
Clicking on his nym leads to a Facebook page with the name of Daniel Haven, plus he’s a got-botter so guessing he’s the same person.
A few minor quibbles with Jen’s otherwise quite marvellous post.
Huh, not bright, is he? OK, I told PZ.
Thanks Alethea. Yes, I would have thought that endungeoned trolls would have known better than to link to their Facebook page which is in the name they used as a nym last time but apparently not.
@ Arkady #443 (previous page) that link to http://artofmanliness.com/2012/07/29/bosom-buddies-a-photo-history-of-male-affection/ is fascinating. Thank you so much for posting it!
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Joe:
I think there can only be one answer to that …
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Nutmeg, I wish you luck in avoiding Justifiable Aunticide and/or Matricide. I hate haet hate that kind of situation, and I hope you survive(d) it!
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Sarahface, beer-sampling in the sun sounds like a very good post-results move to me :-D
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Thunk, glad you have a human roommate – all the best for the new term, mate.
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Nice Surlyramic, Josh (ah, so that’s what they look like!)
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Fuck, Ogvorbis, that medical bill made me frightened to even dream of being ill in the US. I’m so glad your insurance covered most of it!
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~G~ that’s a really happy discovery. I know what you mean about thinking someone is maybe just paying lip-service. Lovely to see he really gets it!
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And YAY for getting into a conversation with a neighbour I hadn’t talked to all that much before, and finding out he a) follows RW, b) knows ALL about elevatorgate and c) is massively disappointed with RD’s response and the tolerance of sexism and racism among the posters on his site (which is the exact same reason I originally abandoned it and moved over here a few years ago (my dog, is it really that long?!?!? Can’t be …). I am so lucky. I have GREAT neighbours. We got home late from collecting Spawn#2 from jazz week, and representatives of all three other households in the building were all sitting together in the front garden at midnight over a couple of bottles of wine (and looking after our dog) and we ended up chatting until 2am. Seems positively Un-British to me …
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Josh, I want to eat ALL your food …. I mean, not to deprive you of food but to eat your cooking …. sounds heavenly.
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eriktrips, congrats on making it out and back under current conditions – and good luck for your next foray!
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re Zoe, oh Caine NO!?!?!? Dog, I’m sorry. Like you didn’t have enough on your hands. Do rats ever have false pregnancies?
Check it – message of support from a Christian in Jen’s comments:
http://freethoughtblogs.com/blaghag/2012/08/how-i-unwittingly-infiltrated-the-boys-club-why-its-time-for-a-new-wave-of-atheism/#comment-96882
Ooh, I’m mainly a heretic and I get to go to the 6th level – the City of Dis :-D
When I did the quiz I ended up being in limbo, so clearly I have a long way to go to become a true heretic, any tips anyone?
Yeah, I got 6th level too.
Hi all,
This is a reminder of the website quequoi set up called Love for FtB and Skepchick. Here is a link:
http://quequoi.tumblr.com/
Given the crap flying and aimed at the skepchicks and others of us, I think this is another good way to push back. I know there’s a lot of stuff happening right now, but it only takes a second to send an email. quequoi at gmail.com. quequoi takes it from there.
Go take a look at the awesome octopus I came across while shopping. There have to be loads of great pics that can go up. I mean, for example, don’t the ratties care? They look like they care.
Thanks for reading. Now please go send an email.
Anyone who wants to send a note of support to Rhys (the student getting hate from egate slimer) contact through here:
http://rhysmorgan.co/contact-me/
Thanks to Winterwind in Ophelia’s comments.
http://freethoughtblogs.com/butterfliesandwheels/2012/08/nice-people/#comment-257365
Speaking of quequoi’s tumblr, I hope other Surly Amy supporters will pose with their Surly-ramics!
One Thousand Needles, I see your A+. Nice.
so did I- 6th level
NEW THREAD.