I’m going to be flying out to Ohio (yes, OHIO) tonight, which will make my third out-of-state trip in less than thirty days. UGH. On the one hand, I will get to see George’s parents, whom I love and adore. On the other hand, UGH. Can’t I just stay home and watch Fringe and give Mimi [...]
Archive for December, 2009
Travel = HELL
Posted in Uncategorized on December 31, 2009 | 14 Comments »
An Open Letter to Terry Pratchett
Posted in books, fantasy, feminism, fiction, gender, pratchett, trufax, Uncategorized on December 30, 2009 | 15 Comments »
Dear Mr. Pratchett, You have given me much joy in a cold, dreary life filled with vet visits and chemical adjustments to my brain. I was born to bleed from my vagina, expel copious amounts of snot from my nostrils (seriously, what is UP with my sinuses?), and watch GI Joe because my sister thinks [...]
Best Christmas Story Ever
Posted in horror, oddities, personal on December 29, 2009 | 9 Comments »
FANG! actually did get me a pair of brass knuckles for Christmas. Which is awesome, but not unprecedented: he got me a knife for my last birthday. A flirty little red multi-tool, but still, a knife. And when I was in college, I ventured into the wilds of Tennessee (don’t ask why, there’s no good [...]
My Christmas
Posted in books, fiction, gender, mysteries, personal, travel, tribulations on December 28, 2009 | 2 Comments »
So yes—I did manage to get home. Eventually. VERY EVENTUALLY. We left at two in the afternoon on Wednesday and didn’t get into my hometown until around noon the next day. Word to the wise? Don’t EVER try to leave the DC area in the afternoon. Just…just don’t. Just stay home. There’s no point. It [...]
What Remains of Heaven
Posted in books, CSI: Regency, fiction, historical fiction, history, mysteries, romance, Uncategorized, whores! on December 24, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Do not read this unless you’ve already read my previous takes on the Sebastian St. Cyr series, or you’ve read the book itself. SPOILERS. C.S. Harris, What Remains of Heaven First off, go check out the cover on this thing. Don’t worry. I’ll wait. Seriously, isn’t that the most 80’s-tastic thing you’ve ever seen? I’m [...]
Let Me Tell You about Some Shit I Read
Posted in books, fiction, historical fiction, history, horror, mysteries, tribulations, whores! on December 23, 2009 | 13 Comments »
Michael Gregorio, A Visible Darkness The third installment of the adventures of Hanno Stiffeniis, a Prussian magistrate during the Napoleonic occupation of what is now Germany. Can I just state, for the record, how fucking stupid these books all are? I read a couple of blurbs snarking about how they were “thinking people’s” mysteries, but [...]
‘Tis the Season: Social Justice and Human Rights Edition
Posted in charity on December 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Slave2tehtink, that Civil War buff, suggests the Civil War Preservation Trust: These guys work their butts off to save endangered battlefield land. Through the skillful use of gov’t grants, they can often manage to not only match private donations but multiply them by as much as 8:1. They don’t have a political agenda other than [...]
‘Tis the Season: Kids Edition
Posted in charity on December 22, 2009 | 6 Comments »
If, like me, you think kids are better for eating than for playing, you might want to skip this one. Okay, this first link is from Zai, which I personally find hilarious, because she is the most adamant child-hater I’ve ever met. One time we were out having dinner, and this little girl careened past [...]
‘Tis the Season: Animal Edition
Posted in charity on December 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Mama hasn’t been keeping up with her charity links, because mama sucks as a human being. So! We’re going to have a series of posts today–because you’re all lovely and sent me too many links for one entry–and we’re going to start with animal-based charities. Because animals are wonderful, and we treat them like shit.
Fuck You Too, Winter
Posted in oddities, personal, picspam on December 21, 2009 | 12 Comments »
On Saturday morning, I awoke at an unseemly hour, made breakfast, checked to make sure my train was on time (it was), and then roused the Boyfriend so that he might do his manly duty and convey me to Union Station. In due course, the Boyfriend cleared the stairs, the walkway, and then dug his [...]
