We didn’t go to the MindSpring reunion. I had mixed feelings, and then realized that I wasn’t quite ready to leave dracofrost and shadowkatt in the house unchaperoned.* I realized that while there are people with whom I’d like to…
The Geek Who Understands You
We didn’t go to the MindSpring reunion. I had mixed feelings, and then realized that I wasn’t quite ready to leave dracofrost and shadowkatt in the house unchaperoned.* I realized that while there are people with whom I’d like to…
Plug for a zine: Whosoever is an online magazine dedicated to the spiritual growth of gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgendered Christians. Whosoever seeks to dispel the myths and outright lies spread shamelessly by Christian extremists who seek to keep gays,…
Demonizing Fat in the War on Weight—an actual positive article in the NYTimes! I want Paul Campos’ book, The Obesity Myth. A quote from the NYT article: He said in a recent interview: “The current hysteria about body mass and…
Rivka posted more information this morning on the Abu Ghraib situation. I don’t remember hearing a damned thing about DynCorp’s employees purchasing girls (as young as 12) and women in Bosnia to use as sex slaves. I wasn’t reading blogs…
Metamorphosis –May Sarton Always it happens when we are not there– The tree leaps up alive into the air, Small open parasols of Chinese green Wave on each twig. But who has ever seen The latch sprung, the bud as…
It’s important to remember that feminism is no longer a group of organizations or leaders. It’s the expectations that parents have for their daughters, and their sons, too! It’s the way we talk about and treat one another. It’s who…
I’ve just seen my sambear‘s entire face for the first time ever! He shaved off his beard!
Both fairly political: strangerfruitfd truthlaidbare
Well, sorta. I have had my LJ embedded into my web site for a while, but now I’ve tweaked it so that it looks much better than it did with the default style. I even made my own BlogRoll! That…
Both brought to you courtesy of osp_feed. Waterfront Café By John Isbell I sat at the waterfront café. The stone bridge’s near side was rooted in the soil, While the other disappeared into infinity. I saw a bird fly across…
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