- Current Mood:Festive
I believe I'm ordinarily pretty optimistic, patient, and tolerant--SHADDUP, YOU IN THE PEANUT GALLERY--but when I'm feeling sick, I don't feel like giving an inch to anyone or anything. Everything that usually bothers-me-but-not-enough-to-say-anythin
Today I'm back at work, and remembering the stress that got me run-down in the first place. Everyone else here is stressed out too, and at least half of them are complaining about crud symptoms. I'm not gonna let it get me down, though:

(That was so good, I went ahead and cut up all the rest of both loaves and made them into French toast, just so I could put them in the freezer for breakfasts all the rest of the week.)
EARTH: (totally wigs out) "ZOMG Alien Spaceship!"
Alien Spaceship: "Hi, we're from Krypton, can we borrow a cup of Alien-who's-hiding-amongst-you?"
Earth: "Uhhhhhhhh, sure?"
[SCENE: On board alien spaceship]
Zod: "Hi, kid. this is probably a shock to you, but you're not from around here. Also, could we look at your DNA? Only we'd like to rebuild our planet, since it totally went to shit, and I'm genetically programmed to preserve it."
Clark: "Uh, sure...will it hurt?"
Zod: "Nah. A drop from that nosebleed you're having oughta do it. Thanks."
[SCENE: Hovering over Metropolis]
Zod's Spaceship: "Attention, People of Earth. Are you using that second planet from your sun? Because we'd like to make it more like home, if you don't mind."
Earth: "Uh, Venus? Several hundred degrees, atmosphere of crap, constant acid rain...nah, knock yourselves out."
Spaceship: "Sounds pretty much like home! Okay, cool." [terraforms Venus]
[SOME TIME LATER]
Spaceship: "Hi, we're back. Thanks for the planet. We really think you should knock off all this dependence on fossil fuels and the like. Mind if we set you up an orbital solar array? Now that we're all super-powered, it should take us about three minutes."
Earth: "Errrr..."
Spacehip: "Okay, done! And you're welcome."
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...which I"m thinking is a good compromise. Still more than I wanted to spend, on a roof I might hafta tear off in a while.
I still wanna see it while it's in IMAX, because it sounds like the kind of spectacle flick that really wants that, and wouldn't be as cool on the small screen.
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A few weeks ago
Mens clothes have pockets. My swimsuits have pockets. All of them do, and it's not unusual, because, what if you're swimming in the ocean and you find a fist full of pirate booty in the surf? You need somewhere to put it. Men are used to carrying stuff in their pockets, you put money there, you put car keys there. With money and car keys come power and independence. You can buy stuff, you can leave. The idea of some women's clothes not having pockets is baffling, but it's worse than that -- it's patriarchal because it makes the assumption that women will either carry a handbag, or they'll rely on men around them for money and keys and such things. (I noticed this also when Neil & Amanda were figuring out where her stuff had to go because she had no pockets.) Where do women carry tampons? Amanda wondered, In their boyfriend's pockets, Neil concluded.
I then noticed that none of
We fixed some of this by getting this runners wrist wallet from Poutfits on Etsy -- it holds money, ID, keys ... the sort of stuff you'd need. Plus you can wipe your nose on it. It solves the running-wear problem, but not the bigger problem.
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The bigger problem is that people who design women's fashions are still designing pants and jackets that have no pockets. In fact, this jacket we got last December has ... no pockets. It's not a question of lines or shape, it's a question of autonomy.
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So I'm asking my friends who design women's clothes to consider putting pockets in them, they can be small, they can be out of the way, they can be inside the garment, but space enough to put ID, and cash and bus tokens. And maybe a phone. (And if you can design a surreptitious tampon stash, I'm sure Neil & Amanda & a lot of other people would appreciate it as well.)
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...where "anti-perspirant" means "oh great, my armpits are the only thing not sweating."
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...where the birds will literally eat right out of your hand. seriously, they have NO fear. Except some of them are big fat pigeons that weigh more than your head.
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...where the old white people who've gone native are usually a shade or two darker than the actual natives.
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...where they have constonants, but they are regarded as a suspicious import from the mainland, to be avoided whenever possible.
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wild chickens everywhere, and grouse; sea turtles the size of manhole covers.
awakened at dawn again by tropical birdcalls. I should try to record them.
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