Change is the only constant.
Passed onto me by Ali.
A different kind of top ten list
Hi, I’m Avitable, from Avitable.com. When Gina asked me to guest post, I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to say. I think our audiences are a bit different - she writes in a pithy, smart way, and I write about dolphin porn, masturbation, and my unhealthy obsession with teenage girl celebrities. Her blog is minimalist, and mine has 48 pictures of my face on it. She has class, I’m just crass. What could I possibly bring to the table that would enlighten her readers and maybe steal a few of them for myself?
The only thing I could think of was a top ten list showing the similarities between Gina and Avitable. So, without further ado . . .
10. Neither Gina nor I have ever made love to an Englishman. I’ve had sex with a hot buttered English muffin, but that scarred me emotionally and penisally.
9. Gina lives in the Midwest. I lived in Saint Louis for a few years during law school, but I was able to escape as quickly as possible and move back to the real states (the ones on the coasts). My time in the flyover state has become faded and jumbled, but I remember some type of arch. Half of a McDonald’s? We’ll never know.
8. Gina is very cute, with blonde hair and hot sexy glasses. I subscribe to alt.sex.cuteblondeswithglasses and masturbate to pictures of girls who look like her on a daily basis.
7. Gina finds that it melts her heart if her partner moans her name during sex. I find that my dog likes me better if I moan her name when she’s licking the peanut butter off of my taint.
6. Gina is a fan of Michael Moore’s films. I’m a fan of Michael Myers’s films.
5. Gina likes Dane Cook. I also like to turn around after pooping and look at the shit in the toilet before it goes down the drain.
4. We’re both environmentalists. Gina is very conscientious, and I try to aim carefully for the trash can on the side of the road when I drive by with my McDonald’s wrappers.
3. Gina loves to post pictures of her pussy. She calls it Jasper. I like to look at pictures of pussies.
2. Gina’s dad taught her that strangers are merely friends you haven’t met yet. My dad taught me that the sheep wouldn’t have dressed in that wool all sexy-like if it didn’t want to get fucked.
1. Gina is 31 (I think) and looks like she’s 20. I’m 31 (I think) and look like I’m 140!
Now that I look at it, it looks like we have a lot in common - I think we might be soulmates
A new chapter?
(Guest posted by my cousin, Tanya Roth)
Once upon a time there was a young woman who loved to read. She read books incessantly, voraciously. She could devour them, mostly because she read really really fast. Then, one day not long ago, she took her love of reading and learning and joined a cult PhD program.
And the reading took on a new level of insanity.
…..
At this time three years ago, I was just an average twenty-something with an average job, average house, and average life. I was (and am) pretty boring: In addition to reading for fun, my hobbies pretty much extend from book pages to television, movies, and taking my dog for walks.
Enter graduate school. When I visited the spring before my program started, one of the current graduate students told me that weekly reading loads? Oh, 1,500 pages per week. No, that’s not a typo. Across three classes each semester, you could expect a book per class per week…which could easily meet (or surpass) 1,500 pages.
Of course, there are strategies for this, even if you’re a fast reader. You learn, in time, how to “gut a book” and pull out the information you need, such as the argument, main themes, and the key points.
For the past three years, then, reading has been my life. On top of reading for classes, I had additional reading in each of my subject specialties. I kept track of the reading in 2007: more than 300 books that year (since I knew I had all that reading to do, my new year’s resolution was 365 books. I’m not really upset that I didn’t make the goal, although it would’ve been cool. In that extremely nerdy way, of course).
My reading-for-fun, sadly, has been relegated to occasional summertime flings with non-academic authors, furtive peeks at fun books in a precious few minutes before bedtime, and (only rarely) a few instances in which I ditched the assigned reading for more light-hearted fare. Reading-for-fun, these past few years, has been like an illicit love affair.
But now – now all that can change. Although I still have a dissertation to write over the next few years, I’ve completed coursework requirements. I passed qualifying exams – so now the required-reading element of my PhD program consists only of books and articles I locate to help me with the dissertation. Translation? Free time! Fun reading time! .
There’s only one small problem. How do I rewire my brain to remember that reading does not have to be a job?
There’s the rub. So many books that look so fun, and so little desire to crack any of them. (I think the only thing worse would be if I suddenly discovered I no longer wanted chocolate.) Crap. I knew this grad school thing might be a problem one day…
Off to Mexico~
I am on my way to Cozumel, Mexico, as you read this. I have some lovely guest bloggers writing in my place, though, so keep reading in coming days. I will return to blog for my wonderful readers around May 17th.
Another review up… finally!
My review of The Lobotomist is up on Cinemactivist.
Cinco de Mayo on Cherokee Street
Saturday was the Cinco de Mayo celebration on Cherokee Street in St. Louis. The event was sponsored by Anheuser Busch, Energizer, Pepsi, US Bank, Riverfront Times, Ben & Jerry’s, Apop Records, Art Dimensions, and numerous other businesses. Booths selling beer, crafts, food, and margaritas lined Cherokee Street during the festivities; live music resounded from two stages – including the fabulous Javier Mendoza, the Monads, and the Airport Elementary School among many other great bands; and street entertainment extended along Cherokee Street.
The turnout was great. People filled the streets, in spite of the cloudy skies and cool breezes that accompanied much of the day, though the sun did finally show itself. I was impressed with the restraint people demonstrated even as beer and margaritas were available and the minimal litter on the street. This was a family-friendly event – one that children of any age could enjoy and one that parents could enjoy as well. It was quite the contrast to Mardi Gras in the Soulard neighborhood where drunkenness and litter are rampant and it takes days to clean up after.
People seemed to enjoy themselves quite a lot, the neighborhood was effervescent, and culture was abundant. Personally, I had a fantastic time – I ran into a lot of people I knew, spent time with new friends, and had a share of the incredible food. I cannot wait for next year’s festivities! If you live in St. Louis or have a chance to visit, this is an event that you should not miss.
More Cinco de Mayo pics available here and here.
Happiness is…
RSS rocks.
Why I love Boston Legal
I don’t often mention television and in fact hate when bloggers go on and on about this or that reality show or evening melodrama, but this video is a “Must See”:
20 Additional Things To Do Before I’m 50…
(The first 25 are here).
- Go to a PGA tournament.
- See a Cubs game at Wrigley field.
- Drink tequila on a beach in Mexico.
- Make love to an Englishman.
- Meet Halsted (of course this requires Halsted’s willingness - *smile*).
- Find a job in which I can be happy.
- Visit Walden Pond.
- Walk down Bourbon Street.
- See an LA Lakers game live.
- Volunteer with a hospice.
- Visit Vancouver.
- Find a decent therapist (we all need someone to listen).
- Get to know my mother as a person (if she will allow for this).
- Find out more information on my father’s Vietnam War service.
- Learn when to keep my mouth shut and how to be more tactful.
- Eat Chicago deep dish pizza.
- Drink sake and eat sushi in Japan.
- Visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
- Get published somewhere.
- Make amends with the past as best I can.
(I have five more to come up with, but it’s hard!)
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