Sometimes I think my e-mails and/or blog entries would be much more compelling and funny if I left in the typos. The other day I had some good ones while writing to a prospective date from an internet dating machine (which shall remain nameless so I don't have to plug the site which is quite worthless in my opinion, but if you have a couple of glasses of wine on a Friday night and start feeling sorry for yourself, maybe even pathetic, you might be tempted to join for a month), and I almost left them in ("puince" and "creppy") but then thought better of it.
In hindsight I should have left them in...
6.26.2006
6.15.2006
Poor Pathetic Me...
About a week ago at an highschool alumni function, a friend told me that my blog was "pathetic". I chuckled as if he was just pokin' fun at me, but my selfconscious meter went haywire and my confidence took a nosedive. All this time I've been so sure that my pitiful moments were few and far between. That mostly I write here with tongue firmly in cheek and the breath of sarcasm swirling sinuously just below the type.
When I first got ready to write this it was the day after, a Friday, and I was doin' my usual - hangin' out at my house, cleaning the etigére, talkin' to the flock, having a glass of yummy Kim Crawford Sauvignon... Hey! I am pathetic!
So I waited. I wanted time for that pathetisism to roil around in the grist mill, fling out the chaff, and perhaps see if there was any grain to that particular thought. (Are you loving my metaphor??) Wanted to decipher my own insecurities and superiorities, ready to accept what I found.
I, I'll have you know, am not pathetic (in general). Sure there are moments of self pity and seeming distraughtfulness, but the overwhelming sentiment is that DAMN! I am righteous! I rock, I could be said to be the pinnacle of Rennaissance Woman. Hence, any fleeting instances of incongruent self image should be completley ignored.
When I first got ready to write this it was the day after, a Friday, and I was doin' my usual - hangin' out at my house, cleaning the etigére, talkin' to the flock, having a glass of yummy Kim Crawford Sauvignon... Hey! I am pathetic!
So I waited. I wanted time for that pathetisism to roil around in the grist mill, fling out the chaff, and perhaps see if there was any grain to that particular thought. (Are you loving my metaphor??) Wanted to decipher my own insecurities and superiorities, ready to accept what I found.
I, I'll have you know, am not pathetic (in general). Sure there are moments of self pity and seeming distraughtfulness, but the overwhelming sentiment is that DAMN! I am righteous! I rock, I could be said to be the pinnacle of Rennaissance Woman. Hence, any fleeting instances of incongruent self image should be completley ignored.
6.07.2006
Give us a Little...
New blog I've been visiting... http://thecheerfulnihilist.blogspot.com/. Nice and weird, twisted and longing... I likee, I likee.
Give us a little read if you would be so kind and please check to see if my skirt is caught up in my panties...
(I'll be adding zippy to the blog links in the left column)
Give us a little read if you would be so kind and please check to see if my skirt is caught up in my panties...
(I'll be adding zippy to the blog links in the left column)
6.05.2006
And In Related News...
Continuing the testosterone theme for today... http://www.nature.com/news/2006/060605/full/060605-1.html
Parts Is Parts...
So much from so little... http://www.nature.com/news/2006/060529/full/060529-12.html
Most of you, no doubt, have little if any experience with mice or any other rodent for that matter. While I have been thoroughly and completely indoctrinated into the world of rodentia (a complete other part of my life), and will just tell you from experience that rodents have some of the largest balls, as percentage of body size and weight, to be found in the mammal kingdom. While primates (of which we are the most recent incarnation if you subscribe to evolution) have an amazingly low body size/weight vs. testicle ratio, with those big giant mountain gorillas having almost imperceptible balls, but pretty amazing cojones. I certainly wouldn't stand one off.
Today's science lesson brought to you by the letter "T" and the number "2".
Most of you, no doubt, have little if any experience with mice or any other rodent for that matter. While I have been thoroughly and completely indoctrinated into the world of rodentia (a complete other part of my life), and will just tell you from experience that rodents have some of the largest balls, as percentage of body size and weight, to be found in the mammal kingdom. While primates (of which we are the most recent incarnation if you subscribe to evolution) have an amazingly low body size/weight vs. testicle ratio, with those big giant mountain gorillas having almost imperceptible balls, but pretty amazing cojones. I certainly wouldn't stand one off.
Today's science lesson brought to you by the letter "T" and the number "2".
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