Believe it or not, Mathilde actually sits around like this on Flickr.
Sarah lounging in one of her bedrooms on Flickr.
Chopsticks
What’s the happiest sight in the world? It might be Adelaide’s face when she sees her mom walk in the door from work.
Image taken from Homestar Runner’s perennially great Teen Girl Squad Valentine’s Day special. Click the image to watch it.
Dinner conversation at Community Q BBQ
“For a stark contrast, visit the Atlanta Mission’s large men’s shelter across the street from the Georgia Aquarium or its women’s shelter on Howell Mill Road a block from Octane Coffee. Didn’t know those facilities were there? That’s my point.” — Creative Loafing’s Scott Henry compares the Peachtree-Pine homeless shelter to other nearby shelters that are not nuisances to the communities in which they operate. A Fulton County Superior Court judge just evicted Peachtree-Pine’s operator. The United Way will take over operations of the shelter.
“This book will cause the pablum-fed high school student to question the shibboleths,” — From the Amazon.com review of my book Americapedia by reader “Koyaanisqatsi ‘Jade Queen.’”
“Women’s healthcare is not about lace-trimmed scarves and bottles of perfume. It’s sure as hell not about some feel-good, lip-service version of what my colleague Rebecca Traister calls “infantilizing Pepto-ed advocacy.” It’s not even — for anyone still stupid enough to think Planned Parenthood is some giant fetus-killing complex — about abortion. It’s about screening. It’s about treatment. It’s just that simple. The further away an organization gets from that mission, the more women suffer. It’s just that simple too. And you don’t make good on a “promise” to your dead sister by selling out women who need you most.” — Komen for the Cure sells out women, again
Do I have a Don Cornelius memory?
When I watched Soul Train as a kid there were frequent commercials for a hair relaxer called Afro Sheen. Afro Sheen’s tag line was “the no lye relaxer.” I had no idea what lye was, so I thought they were saying “no lie relaxer” as in “no lie. this stuff really works.” It wasn’t until I was in my 20s and I saw lye in a hardware store that I figured they meant lye.
Incidentally, I was well into my 30s when, peering into the freezer section at my grocery store, I finally realized “tater tots” was a pun meaning “little potatoes.”
So, no, I guess I don’t have a Don Cornelius memory to share.
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Taking care of Sarah in recent months often required multitasking. One time, I tried to leave Adelaide inside our front door while I let Sarah pee in front of the house. You can see here why I only tried that once.