Sunday, May 30, 2004

okay, tonight at wiscon was the haiku earring party, where you pick a pair of earrings, elise gives you a title for them, you write a haiku, and then the earrings are yours.

here's mine.


what swans think about fairy tales.

too many details.
only tell the important parts--
the sleeve, the wing, the tears.

hi, mom!

Friday, May 28, 2004

and it's friday, and i am at wiscon, and i am wearing my girly nutbar t-shirt. i had breakfast with jane and joan and justine, and then there was talking about the database, and i have been banished to go take a nap but i don't wannnnna so i am on the computer instead.

Wednesday, May 26, 2004

if anyone, anyone at all, has ever thought that patience was my strong point, i would like to disillusion them. with a stick, if necessary.

this means you, rob.

The Village Voice: Horoscope: Free Will Astrology by Rob Brezsny:
LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): The time a rodeo cowboy has to stay on a bucking bronco to qualify: eight seconds. The time a lion tamer holds his head in a lion's mouth: seven seconds. The time it takes for a skydiver's parachute to open: six seconds. The time it takes for thunder to travel a mile: five seconds. The time it will take, sometime in the coming week, for divine intervention to reveal a galvanizing vision of your possible future: 10 seconds. The time it may take for you to fully understand the meaning of the vision: four months.

i am going to wiscon this weekend. i am gleefully looking forward to wiscon not only because it is one of the few places in the world where i can wear my "i deeply resent the way this administration makes me feel like a nutbar conspiracy theorist" t-shirt *and* my "i'm not gay but my girlfriend is" t-shirt and not only not get looked at oddly but have people ask where i got them because they want some, not only because it's the yearly meeting of my chapter of the secret feminist cabal, not only because of staying up all night laughing and drinking and talking with people who if they think i'm a big weirdo have acceptable reasons to do so and it's not because i'm smart, fat, feminist, mouthy, poly, bisexual, kinky (ever have one of those posts where you hope that this isn't the week your parents check out your blog to see what you're up to?), liberal, and i occasionally dye my hair wacky colors.

but also because i am a weeeee bit stressed about the convention (which will be a fine lovely convention, i know it will) and this is making me a) want to organize the hell out of my friends lives, whether they'd like it or not, and b) be a touch of a short fuse, emotionally. so, if i've either organized your life or bitten you recently, sorry. it'll be over soon.

Monday, May 24, 2004

i have unknowingly propagated a false piece of information into the world. woe!

the university of st. thomas, fine employer of my loving father, is not in fact run by jesuits. it is run by diocesans. this is apparently a crucial difference. i, being mostly raised lutheran and having given even that up, do not understand this difference, entirely, but i trust the words of those who tell me it's important.

Saturday, May 22, 2004

dear ms. k: try it again now!

(anonymous comments should, i hope, be enabled.)

dear ms. k: try it again now!

(anonymous comments should, i hope, be enabled.)

Friday, May 21, 2004

i want, she says plaintively, my flying car.


New Scientist:

Clubbers choose chip implants to jump queues

11:12 21 May 04

NewScientist.com news service

Clubbers in Spain are choosing to receive a microchip implant instead of carrying a membership card. It is the latest and perhaps the most unlikely of uses for implantable radio frequency ID chips.

Thursday, May 20, 2004

The Independent Weekly: With trembling fingers:


Nothing and no one can stop these people except you and me, and the other 100 million or so American citizens who may vote in the November election. This isn't your conventional election, the usual dim-witted, media-managed Mister America contest where candidates vie for charm and style points and hire image coaches to help them act more confident and presidential. This is a referendum on what is arguably the most dismal performance by any incumbent president--and inarguably the biggest mistake. This is a referendum on George W. Bush, arguably the worst thing that has happened to the United States of America since the invention of the cathode ray tube.

One problem with this referendum is that the case against George Bush is much too strong. Just to spell it out is to sound like a bitter partisan. I sit here on the 67th birthday of Saddam Hussein facing a haystack of incriminating evidence that comes almost to my armpit. What matters most, what signifies? Journalists used to look for the smoking gun, but this time we have the cannons of Waterloo, we have Gettysburg and Sevastopol, we have enough gun smoke to cause asthma in heaven. I'm overwhelmed.


that's been my problem recently. just to spell out what bush has factually done is to sound like a raving nutjob-- and that's not even going into what i am afraid he is trying to do, the possible reasons behind some of it.

Take the quiz: 'Which Random Irish Gaelic Phrase Are You? '

Is maith liom bananai
Is maith liom bananai - 'I like bananas.'You're laid-back and you enjoy the simple things in life. Some might say you're a little too laid-back. Just what is it you're smoking, anyway?

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

The New York Times > Business > Some Critics of Wal-Mart Joining Forces to Change It:

She said that while critics say 40 percent of Wal-Mart's workers do not have company health insurance, 90 percent of its employees have health benefits through some plan - perhaps a spouse's or through state Medicaid.


through state medicaid. because walmart won't give them insurance and because walmart pays them poorly enough so that they qualify for medicaid.

don't buy me anything at walmart. i don't want it.

Monday, May 17, 2004

dear ssh: why do you hate me so? you work fine for me at work, but at home, not so much with the working. please work so that i can publish.

hugs and kisses,
betsy.

Sunday, May 16, 2004

i also hate publishing. or not publishing, as the case seems to be.

my hip hurts. also, i hate people. i mean, not everyone, but sooooo close, right now.

if the universe ran the way that i wanted it to rather than the way it wants to, i would be less sulky about it. also, if my hip didn't hurt, i'd be less sulky about the universe.

Saturday, May 15, 2004

we got a new squeaky hedgehog for the dogs. even though pirate's title as squeaky hedgehog bane still stands, i think that josie will like squeaky hedgehogs, if pirate ever lets her play with it. (currently, they're wrestling for it.)

Friday, May 14, 2004

no no no no no no no no no no no no
no more
no no no no no no no no no no no no
no more
no no no
no more

it's gonna be sudden
it's gonna be strange
i'm gonna turn on a dime
give you five cents change
it's gonna be long
overdue
it's all gonna come out
outta me, on to you

outta me, onto you...

one of these days
you're gonna push too hard
we'll go on like we've always done
'til you go too far
yeah one of these days
it's gonna reach the top
then it's gonna start to spill
and it's not gonna
stop

outta me, onto you...

no more...

some people wear their smile
like a disguise
those people who smile a lot
watch the eyes
i know it 'cuz i'm like that a lot
you think everything's okay
and it is
'til it's not

outta me, onto you...

no more

some people wear their heart
up on their sleeve
i wear mine underneath my right pant leg
strapped to my boot
don't think cause i'm easy, i'm naive
don't think i won't pull it out
don't think i won't shoot

outta me, onto you...

most people like to talk a lot
including you
you know there isn't much i have to say
that i wouldn't rather
just shut up and do
i'm gonna miss you
when you're gone
yeah i'm gonna be torn
just remember that i love you
just remember you were warned

outta me, onto you...

no more...
no more


ani, outta me, onto you.

maybe it's time for a new .sig file, eh?

"you know there isn't much i have to say that i wouldn't rather just shut up and do"

testing testing. does this work?

testing testing, one two three. making some template changes.

Thursday, May 13, 2004

this is a link to a picture of my sister. what a fine sister she is. if she likes you, she will make that face when you ask. if she doesn't like you, she will make that face at you all the time, but hardly ever when you're looking.

yay! now i get comment fields! we'll see if i like them or not. i may turn them back off.

having a laptop for work is fabulous, although my butt will be sofa shaped soon. but josie is under my elbow and pirate is curled in the corner of the sofa with her face buried in josie's blanket. ah, the joys of working from home.

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

okay, what if the method that works best for me for language learning is mindless repetition? huh? what then?


arrrgh.


(trying to regain my lost french. it's only going moderately well.)

Saturday, May 08, 2004

Morning After:


How is it possible that the morning after pill would promote promiscuity anyway? It would promote ease in dealing with an unplanned or unwanted pregnancy. Unplanned pregnancy does not equal promiscuity. All we are doing by making the morning after pill readily available over the counter is providing women with an alternative to having children they did not mean to have, preventing abortions, giving more choice to women in need of more choices.

So then, are we to assume that the prevailing attitude about women's sexuality is that if left unchecked, without the consequence of the possibility of pregnancy, women will fuck willy nilly until everyone is left waiting for their dinners and their rides home from school and their au pairs because a vagina without restraint is just as good as a vagina gone wild at Spring Break? Have we no faith in prudence, common sense, reserve, education, social mores, parenting, when women are left to themselves?


i'm not even really despairing over the fda's vote; i am too full of shock and grief about other things going on in the country right now. but somewhere down deep i am very angry about it.

Friday, May 07, 2004

i read peg's lj entry about a billboard and her daughters, and you should, too.

pegkerr: Simple things: keys and sparkle rings


it reminded me of a billboard that i once really liked, and i posted that story in the comments there, but i'll post it here, too.

my dad was in the hospital in late 2000, and very ill. not only was he in a coma, but he got sepsis, he got pancreatitis he got he got he got. to this day, you show his case notes from that time to a medical professional and they turn pale and mutter "he should be dead!" (for the record, he's not, and is doing well.)

i was driving to united hospital from minneapolis every day, along 94, and real near where hamline crosses 94, there was this beautiful public art billboard. it was a nighttime scene of (i think) downtown st. paul (could have been minneapolis), and it was lit up and hopeful and i could always count on a little bit of joy in my day when i saw that billboard because i loved it so much.

i was, shall we say, a tad disappointed the day i drove by and found out that it was actually a foreshadowing for the complete billboard, which was that background with an ad for miller beer over it.

on the other hand, by that point, my dad was getting better and we all had hope that he'd be coming home eventually.

Thursday, May 06, 2004

100 Mistakes for the President to Choose From - Center for American Progress:


During a prime time press conference on April 13, President Bush was asked to name a mistake that he has made since taking office and what he has learned from it. Bush, who was unable to answer the question, admitted 'maybe I'm not as quick on my feet as I should be in coming up with [a mistake].' But weeks later, Bush still hasn't answered the question. In the interest of assisting the President with this surprisingly difficult task we've compiled this list of 100 mistakes he has made since taking office:


how helpful!