This is Day 2 of a 21-day effort to see the good in what might, at first, look like an irredeemable drag. Its name comes from a classic bit of dialogue uttered by actor Kevin Bacon in the comedy classic of my generation, Animal House. One side effect of carrying around a few extra el-bees [...]
Rants
In the pantheon of Not Getting Things Done, this weekend was King-Daddy Slackoff. Part of the problem was a profound and unanticipated Need For Rest; another part was Family In Town (which is to say, not a problem at all, these are fun relatives.) The biggest culprit was a return of my old pal, the [...]
If computers R the sp@wn of S@t@n, why @M I const@ntly coming up with @ddition@l re@sons to use one?
My Macs continue to conspire against me, one getting hinky as soon as I get the other one fixed. For months I’ve been hobbling along on my 12″ PowerBook, watching my useful time working in Photoshop slowly shrink as the program decides to lock up more and more, in much the same way that it [...]
Regular readers of communicatrix-dot-com know that roughly four years ago, I spent one delightful summer sliding into a severe onset of Crohn’s disease: colossal weight loss, fever, diarrhea. (I know, I know, sexy!!!) It’s a long story, but the short of it is I was sick, brother: 11 days in the hospital followed by four [...]
the rolling blackouts have started and my building is dark or will be when the sun sets no power for the two old ladies who have lived there since it was built way, way back in ’59 not that they have A/C or insulation or even the magic of cross-ventilation (that’s not how they built [...]
I don’t know why as adults, we feel like we should take the summer off the way we did when we were kids. I get that the conditioning is pretty strong coming off of 12 or 16 years of school, but really, at nigh-on-45, WTF? It’s not like I haven’t had some clue that the [...]
After my recent stumping for the sisterhood, this is going to sound like a reversalist smackdown, but a story in this Sunday’s LA Times (I know, I know, but I like the ritual of fresh comics in bed) set me off. Big time. And I tried to ignore it, really, I did, but here I [...]
I’ve already come out (ha ha) with my position on same-sex unions (pro), the unfairness of current marriage laws against unmarried domestic partners in general (very), and gay domestic partners in particular (off the charts). While it is mildly irksome to me that marriage, with its religious roots and baggage, is the only option for [...]
Sometimes I think nobody reads communicatrix – dot – com except old boyfriends and people interested in the “trix” part. They click here from Google and Yahoo! and comments I leave on D-Listed (my dirty little secret) expecting the hotness and probably the shortness. Instead they find insanely long diatribes about poop and happiness and [...]
I know, I know, we live in a city. A big one. A humungous one, even, that affords many excellent niceties only a larger metropolis can offer. Still. Still… This week’s heat finally forced me to attack my most-loathed chore as a (rental) householder: the replacement of several slats of my jalousie windows with gigantic, [...]
