
I listened to audiobook, "Vagina Monologues". Due to its content, it is not for everyone. From a man's perspective, it was interesting, especially if you through in the psychological perspective. It is not as "helpful" as I would have thought, though it is theraputic many. Any woman who has "issues", especially in self-doubt, expression, or has suffered a smashing of herself at the force or corruption from others, ought to listen to this presentation.
-- the sickness and depravity of FGM (female genital mutilation) is not made as crystal clear as it should be. Especially true is the cold, hard fact that often the facilitators in the non-surgical butchery are often female family members. Talk about a mind **ck! Your mom holding you down to suffer pain and misery and to deny you sexual pleasure, and likely infection and premature malignancies and death. Great!
From the series, I'm rather like Bob, though I doubt that I'd stare for a whole hour, but would rather invite her to accept that she is beautiful and that she, a whole, cannot but "separated" as it were from her vagina.
If there were the corollary, I'd note that my member would wear spelunking gear (perhaps casual jeans and sweatshirt) and would (in two words) declare,
"back again" or "you're supercalafragalisticexpialladocious"
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
V-Day, remembered
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save the humor, he's just plain jerk

guy at work ... unfailing jerk. His abilities are like Superman's, far beyond those of mere human mortals. He is the Jerk, some putz in command, or rather with title, only wishing he had real command. Imagine, if you will, a 14-year old with adolescent lust, yet virginal. Picture a chronological adult with such stupidity, limitations and "passions", and you have this putz. He's all that without the humor. This person makes work much more intolerable. What's worse, this plucky duck holds a higher position.
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Learning the trade
I am continually adding to the manual for work. While I wasn't given one, I thought the next people might like to know how to do things, therefore, I'm making one. I have it just about finished for one "position" as it were. I'm now on to the next "level". If only I were given one, but, then that absence gave me an opportunity to shine.
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Tuesday, October 30, 2007
you'll have to chill for now, but maybe later, you'll get your chance
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Monday, October 29, 2007
This Ghostbuster wasn't fast enough on the draw

The thing erupted from the Diet Coke bottle and sadly, Egon was later consumed by the ectoplasmic poltergeist. MR shows chemical sense with Diet Coke + Mentos.
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Saturday, October 27, 2007
no gangsters
if rap wants to imitate some group, why not these early front-runners, eh?
no running, no driveby, no drug buy
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what do you get when you mix acid, middle school and markers
Oh, Tom Tom Cllub's "Genius of Love" ... that's right. I remember seeing this video and then being left with wondering who directed the video ... Chutney from Curtis? Youth, aspiration, dreaming, denial. Actually, I'd venture some petty middle-schooler might latch on well to this song.
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Friday, October 26, 2007
when you get two girls in front of the camera ...


It would help me much if anyone who reads this thing make no mention of the workplace, for as you see there isn't work going on.
This was not my original plan, but ... how could I say no.
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Thursday, October 25, 2007
What rhymes with buttwipe
There I was, " You move like them"+ at work and still, I had no time to do the right thing and make an appearance at a birthday celebration. Crud; crud, curd; or whatever what is a good foul substitute for what cows add as fertilizer. I'm not dedicated; heck, I don't rightly care. I have to feign it well to move on. "Schlemiel, schlimazel"++, let's move one already.
TPS reports and the like. Did you file ... well, no. The standard practice is leave it for the next guy or schmuck. How about we add some accountability here and say, "what's goin' on?"++
Work, a gaggle of geese lost in the shuffle of what goes where and that isn't important right now. I'm hating work, it is hatin' on me. Worse still, I elected, as it were, to help train "testicle man" -- all balls, no brain as of yet. My perfunctory response rymes with ship. I be asswipe.
+ "Matrix"
++"Laverne and Shirley"
+++ 4 Non-Blondes
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Tuesday, October 23, 2007
party over here, party over there
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Monday, October 22, 2007
cute video with psychology principles
What happens when you can't understand a change.
The puppy "knows" there is another puppy, but she can't bite her or play. She is mad, and can't understand it. Humans get like this too. When something doesn't match what you "know", then you get angry.
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