From the Union of Concerned Scientists:
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Dance Off with the Star Wars Stars 2008
Is anybody celebrating that this year? I’m out of touch with the pagan crowd any more. I think the St. Patrick’s Day parade here in Atlanta was canceled because of the tornado Saturday. I was at home all day, so I didn’t bother wearing green or even thinking about it. One of the “daily quote” emails I received included this bit of wisdom:
I have no idea how I got there, but I found myself reading Stuff White People Like. I’d never heard of it before, but from the number of comments on every post, I must be in the minority!
Continue reading “All-Snakes Day?”
Jen, the little one reminds me of Cherub!
Hat tip to NoÃ«l Figart 😉
I have a Google Alerts search going for “fibromyalgia,” because if there’s something out there that will make this crap better, I want to know it yesterday. The alert brings in all sorts of nonsense from quack remedies to naysayers, in addition to the actual content.
Today’s alert takes the cake, though. Somebody wrote to Dan Savage’s Savage Love column asking, “Can I Sue Somebody for Fisting-Induced Fibromyalgia?“1
Savage’s medical expert is out of touch regarding the latest FMS research, but I have to agree with his reply to the letter-writer.
Sam and I tried to game a little tonight, but he was sleepy and I’m fading, too. I did some writing today, and more webifying, and worked on a couple of school assignments. Then I got all-too-obsessed with trying to figure out how to make the output of a couple of WordPress plugins work nicely with my template.
I hope y’all had a lovely weekend!
FoulBastard wins with an astonishing 34% of the votes! It may not sound like a huge lead, but when you consider that we had 33 nominees and 106 votes, it is! The first runner-up, BadBanana, had 14% of the vote.
Continue reading “Results Are In! The Funniest Twitterer Is…”
I’ll start with the most recent book, Carpe Demon by Julie Kenner. It’s the first book of the Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom series. I don’t actually remember any soccer games, but yep, Kate Connor is definitely a soccer mom in the sense that Clinton used the phrase.
I can’t remember if it was Michelle Sagara West or Tanya Huff who said it, but either way, I agree with her that the best way to sum up this series is to imagine that Buffy the Vampire Slayer grew up, got married, and had kids, but didn’t tell her family anything about her past. Kate works for the Vatican instead of the Watcher’s Council, has an Alimentatore rather than a Watcher, and isn’t the Chosen One—there are supposed to be many demon hunters. Unfortunately, the youth of today aren’t as easy to recruit, according to the Church, and an old demon hunter is usually a dead demon hunter.
Kate and her partner, Eric, had retired and moved to a place they identified as having very little demon activity. They had a child, and after Eric died (we don’t learn how in this volume), Kate remarried. Stuart Connor is an attorney with political ambition. Remember how Sabrina had so much trouble pretending to be a normal executive’s wife in Bewitched? Take it up several notches, and you know where some of the book’s humor comes from. The novel is definitely a nice departure from the paranormal romances that have a lot more romance than action, although I have yet to figure out why Kate would ever have settled for Stuart. And yes, I’d have to say she settled.1
I’ve put the next two books, California Demon and Demons are Forever, on my wish list. I’m looking forward to finding out how Kenner develops the characters, and whether Kate starts filling her kids’ water bottles with holy water (I would). I’m not a big enough fan to put the rest of her books on the pile, but I haven’t ruled it out yet.
1 Of course, so did Sabrina.