sundries

Last night I dreamed about Sydney. All night. I haven't dreamed about Sydney in a long time. ( You ever have one of those dreams where it's clear it's about the whole of your life? )

Tomorrow Patty and I will go to the Hewitt reunion. ( I almost don't care, or so I can say today. )

It occurs to me that so much of the "Is Elena Kagan a lesbian?" discussion has very little to do with homosexuality, and everything to do with straight-up sexism (not that the two aren't nearly always linked). It's not "Oh my god does she fuck women?" It's "how could someone who doesn't have a dick and has never had one in her even try to be the equal of men?" It leaves me nauseated.

The Arizona ban on ethnic studies in public schools has been signed into law. Would anyone like to tell me now that Arizona is not operating from a racist position?

Feminism means more than "women doing stuff" and it means more than just advocating for women. As far as I'm concerned the idea of a Tea Party feminist is an oxymoron.

In New York City, minorities are nine times more likely to be stopped and frisked, but they are not found to be violating the law in these stops with any more frequency than white New Yorkers.

Cameron/Clegg RPF via The Guardian. Proving, once again, even though this is remarkably unclever, that RPF can have a role in critical dialogue.

West Wing fans may be disturbed to note this observation from Peter David.

Remember deza who had to move abruptly and had to have her cat fostered? Well kitty needs to get home now, and she needs help to do it.

Last night we started S3 of Angel. And now we know where the crack in Torchwood comes from. Vampire pregnancy, WHUT? And what the fuck happened to Wesley's hair? It's HORRIBLE. HORRIBLE. At least Cordelia's hair has recovered from its weird, indecisive S2 chaos. Also, Lorne is love.

sundries, afternoon version

I am Mr. Productivity today. Did my work, finally picked up the dry cleaning, went to Costco (chicken tikka masala; chicken, garlic, spinach and fontina sausages; chicken, red pepper and spinach sausages; boursin; pre-cooked chicken breast strips; apple raspberry juice; gluten-free deli-sliced fried chicken; gluten-free turkey basil meatballs), went to the regular supermarket for mangoes Patty needs for a recipe; and have otherwise felt like a functional, contributing member of society. You don't care, but I care.

I don't watch SPN. No time. Also, to be frank, what I know about the fandom makes me seriously uncomfortable. But I've heard about a bazillion spoilers for tonight, and guys, ( no details, just emotional tone discussion )

But hey, I have no horse in this race, so if you want to flail in comments, go right ahead. Obviously, there may be spoilers there.

Meanwhile, I think I'm going to nap until Patty gets home. Then we'll make dinner and watch Buffy and Angel while the world explodes for the SPN folk.