These Very Words Were Once Said to Me
"You know, Tawny, when you post something on the internet...anyone can read it."
Having not been previously privy to this information, you can image how surprised I was to find out.
DOMINATION DON'T DIGNIFY DICTION
"You know, Tawny, when you post something on the internet...anyone can read it."
My obsession with Cirque Du Soleil has become officially unhealthy. I am currently willing to go into a silly amount of debt to make it to the next performance within 500 miles. And DID YOU KNOW there is a DVD SERIES documenting the trials and tribulations of the performers as they perfect their backbends and handstands?!? I feel like I've found religion all over again, and this time, I intend to remain a devout follower.
Last weekend Julie and I and our little baby of a clothing company, Armour sans Anguish, participated in a local fashion show. We had the loveliest of all lovely models and it went so well! The turnout was amazing and Julie and I almost cried with joy and exhaustion when we heard everyone clapping and cheering. Emily, the designer whose home this took place at and the creator of the label Filly, was so gracious and kind. It was an incredible boost to my confidence, and besides, I got to spend the weekend with pretty girls. A success.
Click on the picture of Katia for more shots taken by my Phil.
Wow, I mean, two minutes ago I was a total feminist, but these guys changed my mind. Whew! To think I almost turned out to be an empowered individual! Close call.
I love this woman's blog. She makes cool things and is witty and edgy. I mostly like her because she posts stuff about hate mail. So does Dooce and many other bloggers, seeing as blogging kind of opens you up to the hate, makes you susceptible to it, etc. I will admit that once, when I was a cyberspace novice, I posted "hate" mail on someone's comment board. It was really more like "exasperation" mail, but it made her VERY angry with me. If anyone else with half a brain would have read her nonsense about feminism being shitty because, after all, "men made things like washing machines and vacuums to cut down on the time women had to spend doing their god-given chores, therefore allowing women to WATCH MORE SOAP OPERAS" (I'm so not kidding) they would have written her a bit o' hatred too. I mostly just gave her links to historical sites concerning who actually invented these appliances and also to some reputable feminist scholarly work. She, I'm assuming, didn't read it.
For three days Phil and I had no computer. Put simply, we were living life W.C. (without computer). After we realized that it had gotten sick, Phil took it to the doctor. The next passage is an actual adult conversation taking place between two childless grown-ups.
If there were some way we could persuade the entire Iraqi population to go on life support or do really convincing fetus imitations, they would ALL BE SAVED!!! Welfare mom? Get a feeding tube! Instead of whining about your desire to raise your kids at home, the Right will not only feed you when you're hungry, they'll feed you when you're not!