On the origin of “cuppa joe.”
This is not a real blog. It’s a poser blog. My friend has a webpage. Tonite at dinner he asked me what a blog was. I explained it to him, and he said it sounded just like a journal. Feh. I went to the web to look up exactly what a blog was one more time. I learned I am a mere blog poser:
1. There are blogs solely devoted to giving you things to blog about.
On June 28, my husband and I bought our first home. Yes, we are a little late in the game, but we don’t want to grow up. Buying a first house was a stressful and time-consuming experience, just as everyone warned. I didn’t believe them. Then we were in the thick of it. Then we learned. Folks told us we would collect a number of stories about house-buying. They were right about that as well.
For instance, the alarm company ripped us off while
I must have wanted simple abundance in my life, otherwise why buy this book, Simple Abundance, by Sarah Ben Breathnach. The Oprah Book Club sticker on the cover was not a selling point. Simple Abundance is a “daybook” diary/journal that teaches readers to “simplify” their lives through consumption. The message is so ironic. On one page, Breathnach tells readers to discard all their glossy women’s magazines because they make us feel bad about ourselves and then on the next, in the very idiom of those glossies, she tells us to go shopping in order to discover our “authentic” selves. For instance, here is a representative
My church has a Mother (or guardian)/Daughter Book Club that meets once a month to read books of interest to middle school girls. Last month, the kid and I attended the potluck that gets the book club off the ground. Everyone got to suggest one book, and since there were twelve of us (six mother/daughter pairs) we each got to recommend a selection.
The selections were quite amazing. Nearly all of them shared a common theme of
This week Entertainment Weekly featured Natalie Portman and an article on Star Wars. The picture looks so much like the cover of L. Frank Baum’s Ozma of Oz that I am beginning to wonder if Oz was influential to the production designers.
Interestingly enough, an article in the Chicago Reader points out that “the underwater city of Otoh Gunga could probably be traced back to John R. Neill’s illustrations in one of the Oz books,” so others have noticed this similarity too.
Harry Potter is all the rage, of course. Some people are happy about that and others aren’t. Crooked Dimwit is one of those who isn’t.
Annoyed and exhausted by the Harry Potter hype, Crooked Dimwit argues that the media overstates Harry’s preeminence at the box office. Because the rating system ignores inflation, HP rankings are actually exaggerated. When adjusted for inflation,
As a kid, I liked I Dream of Jeannie without understanding what Jeannie stood for. On the one hand, Jeannie is one chick who seriously needs a copy of The Feminine Mystique. On the other, it’s delightful that the psychiatrist, Dr. Bellows himself
Scary Thing #1
Lynn Cheney and her organization, The American Council of Trustees and Alumni, is trying to shut down dissent about the “war” in Afghanistan and the government’s response to the WTC.