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I have to say, I thought the "Free to be You and Me" revelation in this post would get more reader response. I was prepared for mockery or sympathy, but not silence. Marlo Thomas upstaged by my margarita consumption!

Labels: a complaint about the complaint box, flim-flam, labels are fun

Q: If you were a lawyer again, what would you want to accomplish as a future feminist legal agenda?

JUSTICE GINSBURG: Reproductive choice has to be straightened out. There will never be a woman of means without choice anymore. That just seems to me so obvious. The states that had changed their abortion laws before Roe [to make abortion legal] are not going to change back. So we have a policy that affects only poor women, and it can never be otherwise, and I don’t know why this hasn’t been said more often.

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Labels: Fact of the Day, serious pants

weight gained since birth: 4 lbs
length grown since birth: 3.5 inches
farts blamed on baby: 5
number of times choked up while singing "Free to be You and Me" to baby: 3
visits by family since birth: 6
grandmas pooped on: 1
trips to the drive-in: 3
margaritas consumed: 2
Mom & baby yoga classes attended: 7

Labels: baby talk, lists

if you are me. Note the patented "Mr. Burns' hands" move at 00:35.

Labels: baby talk, oversharing, youtube

This video is much, much funnier than I was expecting. Who knew?



(h/t Pandagon)

Labels: don't panic, tears of a clown, youtube

Labels: hilarious baby shenanigans, I have a camera

Get Your Cyborg Name

Labels: flim-flam, teh intertubes

I know there are few things more boring than a "good god I'm old post", but Tim Burton's Batman was released 20 years ago.
Twenty f'ing years.
Good god I'm old.

Labels: a complaint about the complaint box, wormsign, zombocalypse

THOU still unfinish'd bride of sleepiness,
Thou foster-child of Distraction and slow Pen,
Brilliant concept, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more wittily than our rhyme:
What pun-fringed legend haunts about thy draft
Of kittens or emus, or of both,
In Oakland or the sites of Internet?

love that GFY

for some reason [the dress] very strongly arouses the unquenchable desire for a margarita. And by, "for some reason," I mean, "because it looks a lot like the tablecloths at my most beloved margarita-purveyor." And by "unquenchable," I mean, "very easy quenchable for $8.50, including a bottomless bowl of chips," and by "margarita," I mean, "two margaritas," and by, "two margaritas," I obviously mean, "three."

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Labels: Fact of the Day, java, sparkles, teh intertubes

I know I just named my baby and all, but...
If ever there was a list of baby names made just for me, this is it.

Labels: don't panic, flim-flam, teh intertubes

Jennifer's post reminded me of an era in college that I think of as the Hockey Mask Era. (note some details will be vague, not to protect the innocent, but b/c I can't remember).

Someone sometime got a hold of a glow-in-the-dark novelty hockey mask. We called it something - possibly Jason, though I like to think we were more creative than that. We would variously hide it places around our apartment, usually to great startling effect. Hanging in someone's closet was a favored spot. It would disappear for a while (possibly relocated by a visiting friend).

Then one time, someone had the brilliant idea to paste a face behind it. A tear out from a magazine close up - probably an ad selling aftershave. It fit perfectly, with the eyes lining up to the mask's eyeholes. Increased the creepy factor by 10. One roomate's bedroom window looked out over the roof of the carport. Someone figured out how to climb up and then attached the face-in-hockey-mask to something outside her window. Then we waited. She came home. We waited. The evening progressed. We waited. There was a lot of not making eye contact. She went upstairs to bed. We waited. The anticipation was so delicious. I think I may have peed myself with excitement. I recall an extremely satisfying scream. and then laughter. Oh the laughter.

I love it when a plan comes together.

Labels: days of yore

I was out and about today with B. I really had to go to the bathroom, but none of the stores I stopped in had any facilities. I very much wanted to ask for a wastebasket, but I didn't think the store clerks would understand.

Labels: oversharing, putting the venture in adventure

For ease I've been sleeping in a nursing tank. When I have B in the bed with me, I have the blankets at my waist to make sure they don't end up falling over her. On nights when we aren't having a heat wave, I end up with a very very cold arm. This morning I was lying there, thinking about how cold my arm was, and I decided what I needed was a rectangular piece of fabric that would cover my arm, but small enough that it wouldn't end up covering B. But if I shifted a bit, it would probably fall off and fail to do it's warming job. But if I attached it to the strap of my tank and my wrist, that would solve the problem. Perfect! I thought.

then I realized I had just "invented" a sleeve.