64 posts from February 2008

What's your favorite type of Girl Scout cookie?

Same answer as last year.

These 2 are floatin' round the hood:

What's Your True Color?

My Result: Red

Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously.  If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do.

What are you?
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I love this song.  It played on my local community radio station today.  It strikes so many chords in me and those that I've let into my life - what I can give, what they can give back.  It occasionally makes me cry. 

Sorry,
Is all that you can't say.
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily.
Like sorry
Like sorry

Forgive me
Is all that you can't say.
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily.
Like forgive me
Forgive me
But you can say baby.
Baby, can I hold you tonight?
Maybe if I told you the right words,
At the right time
You'd be mine.

I love you
Is all that you can't say.
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily.
Like I love you.
I love you.
- Tracy Chapman, "Baby Can I Hold You"

It's in my head.  I've wanted to dance to it since yesterday morning but my ankle keeps me from doing so.

But shoot it in the right direction,
Make makin it
Your intention.
Live those dreams
Scheme those schemes

Gotta hit me
Hit me
Hit me with those laser beams.

I'm comin'
I'm comin'
Yeah.

Relax
Don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax
Don't do it
When you want to cum.
- Frankie Goes to Hollywood, "Relax"

What's your favorite meal to make for dinner when you're trying to be frugal?

rice and beans

And I couldn't figure out what had been irking me about the show.  There are other things that bother me, but I think that the transformation of Alice's character is toward the top of the list.  Now, keep in mind, I'm a season behind, so I'm only going by seasons 1-4, but the whole rejection of her identity in an apparent attempt to cave to her friends' prejudice is sad.  But no more sad than the prejudice itself.

The L Word" Reinforces Negative Bisexual Stereotypes

Over the last three of its five seasons, The L Word has sent messages that erode positive representations of bisexuality by creating story lines and characters who reinforce myths that all bisexuals are crazy, in denial about their true sexual orientation, and likely to cheat on their partners for the other gender. The show didn't always so flagrantly display this style of prejudice. It used to discount it.

When The L Word debuted in 2004, it featured two strong bisexual protagonists — the characters of Alice Pieszecki (Leisha Hailey) and Jenny Schecter (Mia Kirshner) — on very different sexual journeys. Alice was an out bisexual, always eager to defend the legitimacy of her orientation to her lesbian friends; Jenny was discovering her attraction to women while in a heterosexual relationship.

Through these two characters, particularly Alice, the writers addressed the lesbian community's biphobia while still acknowledging the legitimacy of the orientation. Unfortunately, this informed depiction of bisexuality proved short-lived, surviving only the first season.

What would you name your first, or next child? (Girl or boy.)

FUCK!!!!!!

What's the meanest thing you've ever said to someone?

Ohgod, I've said so many mean things to people.  It takes a lot to burn my fuse to the end, but when it does, I have a tendency to verbally vomit the same way I do when I'm happy.  Except it's vitriol that spews forth instead of love...

But recently? 
You're not worth my time. 

(Though if you ask my NSEX, it's I don't love you anymore.  Though I don't think that's mean, and we're both better off for it.)

Probably my favorite Elvis song (second is Suspicious Minds).  And fitting for a day that I had jury duty.

People, don't you understand,
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see?
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way?

Well, the world turns.
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto.

And his hunger burns.
 
So he starts to roam the streets at night.
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto.

Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away.
He buys a gun,
Steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries.
- Elvis Presley, "In the Ghetto"

Been in my head for the better part of 2 days.  Figured if I write it out maybe I'll get rid of it.

In my eyes.
Indisposed.
In disguise as no one knows.

Hides the face.
Lies the snake.
The sun in my disgrace.
Boiling heat.
Summer stench.

'Neath the black the sky looks dead.
Call my name through the cream,
And I'll hear you scream again.

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain?
Black hole sun
Won't you come?
-Soundgarden, "Black Hole Sun"