All This Has Happened Before...

I'm not sure it will happen again because I'm not sure I can stand to be so utterly let down by yet another series, again. Why is it that everything I love must end so horribly wrong? Harry Potter...need I say more. But this is about Battlestar Galactica. I really loved this show, though I may have burnt out watching it night after night, trying to comply with library constraints. But I did love it. Great characters, great drama, great effects. Just Great. And the first half of the finale was also great. It was that awful, horrid last half. And it wasn't even all of the last half, just some of it. Well, not wanting to give anything away, I guess you'll have to watch it for yourself, and then we can discuss.
And I know that it's impossible to please everyone, I'm just asking that they please me. Is that too much?

This Morning on the Bus

I was riding to work this morning, feeling so very happy about having caught my bus, and the warm coffee in my mug and the Killers music blaring in my headphones, that it took me a minute to realize that the clicking noise behind me was the tell-tale sound of someone clipping their nails. On the bus. Clipping their nails on the bus! I have to admit, that this is not the first time I have seen this. Since when did it become acceptable to clip one's nails in public? Would it be okay to clip your nails in your friend's car? Um, I'm gonna go with no. So why is it okay to do it on the bus? The funny thing is, that when I got up to move because I couldn't get the image of fingernails flying into my hair, I saw that it was a woman cutting her nails, and she had a mask on. One of those masks people wear to protect themselves from swine flue. There's something wrong with that picture. She's afraid of other people's germs, but not aware that her airborne fingernail bits might be equally disturbing to her fellow bus riders. Well played, lady, well played.

I Have Seen the Light

Regina Spektor is a god...dess.My friend Jill and I just saw her in concert. Speechless. I can't wait to get home from work tonight and fall into a Regina Spektor induced coma. Or perhaps, a Regina-empowered creative blitz. How can one listen to this music and not be inspired?

Periodic Issues

I love Bitch! I love, Love, LOVE, LOVE Bitch! I can't stand how much I love it. Literally, I am sitting down right now, because I just can't stand it. One of the few magazines I read cover to cover; this quarterly, feminist response to pop culture is a must. Smart, funny, honest, empowering, insightful, fabulous. Are you reading?


Oh Bitch, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways:

1. New pink ink replaces the old gray ink. An entire magazine in pinks, blacks and whites...ah-mazing!

2. Great writing by wonderful contributors.

3. Ad space devoted entirely to lady-friendly causes, music, shops, books and other lady-minded things.

4. I feel smart for reading and nodding in agreement, but smarter for reading and shaking my head in disagreement.

5. Finding out about cool new things like Smart Bitches Trashy Books. This review here is absolutely, pee-your-pants, drink-shooting-out-your-nose, guffaw-out-loud funny!

6. Its positive use of the word Bitch. Take back the language! Take back the power!

7. Interviews with positive, thought provoking, awesome women... and men... what do you think of that?

8. It's just great. That's all I got. It's great, and I always feel a little bereft each time I finish and know I have to wait 3 months for the next one.

Rock on, Bitch! And all you bitches out there, buy a copy, support print media; support great ideas; support discussion...and learn a little something while you're at it.