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If you lived here From:°°°°=(盡快禦┬癳瞷)ˇˇˇ(盡快禦┬癳瞷) (盡快禦┬癳瞷)===>(盡快禦┬癳瞷)**(盡快禦┬癳瞷)Ⅶ(盡快禦┬癳瞷)333(盡快禦┬癳瞷)=rr Re: $$$(そ)璶瞷盾?(そ)瞷盾惠20窾じpp The above message was in my inbox. Unfortunately, I'm not really sure what "Hpp" in the subject line is so I believe it may be spam. Right? Friday, February 24, 2006 Wanna know what makes me really happy? Watching dog shows. I am 'allowed' to watch Westminster because it's the premier dog show. If I had the resources and lived on my own, I would be 'allowed' to watch every damn dog show that cable shows. I frigging love dogs. I love pets. I love animals. There's nothing political, controversial or analytical about looking at dogs pracing around, all fluffed and brushed. I live vicariously through people on television marching dogs around. I don't know if this is kind of sad or not. I got into a conversation with a lady at work who was complaining about how her son wanted a ride that morning, 4 blocks to school, while she never had a ride, or a school bus. She walked, far, uphill, to school. Turns out, she walked, far, uphill to school in the same town I used to walk far, uphill to school. Still no buses in that town. Then it happened, as it has happened several times when I encounter people who grew up in my hometown when they talk about how it's changed. "It's changed, you know," as they drop their voices. "It's different, you know," all conspiratorially. I know what they are going to say, I know where they are going, and I pretend to have no idea what they are talking about, forcing them to spell it out so I can shame these anonmous people later in conversations wth friends and family, and on the internet. "You know," and they glance around, seeing if anyone 'like that' is around, "it's sixty-five percentI hate that, being a white person, stupid white people feel free to confide in me their biases and prejudices that they think, us being in the same skin-boat, I want to hear. Not only do I want to hear it, but I would agree with them. I just shrug my shoulders and purse my lips.
How am I supposed to answer? "Oh yeah, those I did not think I would be complaining about "the youth today" at 29. I did not think there would be such a chasm in so few years when talking to people who are still in their early 20s, people who are afraid of turning 25, not 30. But then two women, respected women, women who have shaped culture and the way we live, changes that should be recognized as changes so we don't forget they were fought for and should not be taken for granted, these two important women passed away.
I mentioned the death of these women to the gangs of early 20-somethings that lounge on my sofa watching reality television. (really, the gang is, at most, 5 people) "Coretta Scott King died today." "Betty Friedan died today." Like oblivious owls they replied "Whooo?"
"Cornetta? What kind of name is that?"
I have not made up any of the above quotes. All of this information is true. At least, once I mentioned who Coretta Scott King was, their eyes sparked in recognition, if only because Martin Luther King Day was only a few weeks ago. But when I mentioned "The Feminist Mystique", mother of the 1960s feminist movement, I think I nearly fell over. For "feminism" is nearly a dirty word, for young college educated women in their early 20s trying to start a career, not (quite yet) being pushed into a domestic life. Some of whom are lesbians. I was asked if she was like the "womynists" from the movie PCU. When I said no, a feminist, I was told "they are all alike."
Excuse me while I go build a bomb shelter to avoid cultural fallout from the oblivious generation.
I've decided on another completely obtainable, yet admirable, goal to have for myself.* I am going to read every novel that has won a Pulitzer Prize. I decided this after finding out that a short story author I love wrote a novel that won the Pulitzer in 2004. I also received a book for Christmas that I already read, so I decided to return this book for the Pulitzer novel. It was already in soft cover, so I thought about what other books could I get in exchage for the hard cover Christmas gift. And my plan was hatched.
I have read a good number of Pulitzer Prize winning novels, so I have a good start on my goal. I have a read The Executioner's Song by Norman Mailer (1980 winner), which is insanely long so that puts me considerably closer to my goal. Other books I have already read are: *The first one being no longer drink so much that I vomit. Once I finish my current, non-Pulitzer book, I will get to these next two. After they are done, I have 66 more books to read to reach my goal. I think I should be done in about 6 years, or 11 books per year, or sooner if I read faster. In that time, 6 more books will have been awarded the Pulitzer, making my total accomplishment of 85 Pulitzer Prize winning novels read. One day, when I'm on Jeopardy, or in my eulogy, or when friends are introducing me to new friends, they can say I read every Pulitzer Prize winning novel and no longer indulges in alcohol to the point of vomiting. Given the fact that I just paid more money than I used to make in a week in order to sit home on a Friday night feeling like I was bunched in the cheek, I decided to see if out of pocket medical expenses are tax deductible. And I am proud to say that, despite the current administration, the feeling that any day now the government will revoke the right to safe legal abortions, despite the general atmosphere of political America, abortions and birth control pill costs are tax deductible.
I suppose it's only fair that if a child is such a big deduction in ones taxes, it should be worth it for the government to make abortions, birth control pills deductible. These activities lead the government to "earn" more money than they would over the 18 or more years a child would be a tax deduction. So maybe making these things deductible has nothing at all to do with the IRS supporting what real people do, not what politicians want, but maybe it's all about getting more tax dollars in the long run.
Not having insurance is so not cool. Having a job where I work more often than anything else, where I contemplate whether or not to work each sun, is that I can some what compensate for not having any insurance. It doesn't change the fact that I have spent $1000 dollar this week on my mouth. A dental exams and xrays on Monday turned into a follow-up appointment for a filling turned into a root canal and me eating soupy noodles while tryinig not to let broth dribble down my chin. And $1000 that could have been saved for the boob job I'll need when my knockers start to sag to my knees, so slowly with each passing year. I can't even begin to explain how wrong it is for someone to eat left over chinese chicken and broccoli and leave only broccoli in the container. Maybe the left overs were not communal, but one's own container of food where they left the broccoli for a later point in time. But when I come home from work and realize, wow there is chinese food I can eat. And then I realize when I open, shucks, only rice and chicken and broccoli left. And then I take out the containers and realize, motherfucker, only a few pieces of broccoli! Can't I have some goddamned chicken?
That's all I am saying.
Bravo to the Smoking Gun for keeping "investigative journalism" alive in digging up juicy facts about the "lie" in James Frey's A Million Little Pieces. I read the book and did enjoy it. I thought the writing was crappy beyond all Belief with Frey's insistence on capitalizing Words he felt were important Nouns all over the place. But I thought, he's an ex-criminal / ex-drug addict, not every ex-criminal / ex-drug addict has what it takes to write both in a compelling story in an well written manner. I let him slide. And then I found out he was a liar.
Seriously, what would have been so wrong with him writing a touching story about a Fraternity Boy who loves Beer too much and has Anger problems he learns to address while Recovering? Why make up a whole bunch of stuff? The story, at the core, was not compelling because of his criminal career, but the process of dealing with him emotions and how he felt about himself. I probably would have drowned in tears on my pillow reading about a a Fraternity Boy who loves Beer too much and has Anger problems he learns to address while Recovering. It's by far more accessible to the average gal than a crack addict, drug addict, criminal wanted through the nation. Seriously. I hate liars.
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