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Ohmigod I’m so tired. (more…)

Blog tag. Az tagged me. Here’s the rules.

1. Pick 15 of your favorite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie. (Or in some cases, just remember them.)
3. Post them for everyone to guess.
4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it correctly and the name of the movie.
5. No Googling/using IMDb/Wikiquote search functions. That would be cheatin’.
6. Tag five people.

I tag Todd, NP, Eli, Adam, Matt, Tzuchien, Mike, and Mike.

My fifteen quotes are below. (more…)

I had a post in mind. I swear I did. I sat down at the computer to type it out. Then the 5 and 6 keys didn’t work, I don’t remember why I needed them anyway. I restarted the computer and as you can see those keys are working just fine. I’m at the blog now, and my mind’s gone a total blank. Uh…

Maybe it’ll come back to me. Hopefully it will wait to come back to me until morning as I’ve got a long day tomorrow and don’t need to be sleeplessly blogging or worse, sleeplessly thinking about blogging.

Barring the previously scheduled post, let me take just a moment and recommend two books to all of my movement friends, both words broadly construed. One is Dear Sisters, a document collection, and the other is The Feminist Memoir Project, a collection of first person accounts. Both center around the lefter end of 1960s and 1970s feminism in the U.S., the section of the movement that went by the term “women’s liberation.” The term always seemed quaint to me when I was in Chicago around older leftists who used it. I was wrong. The term is great. The collections remind me of a lot of my political experiences. Mostly this is unfortunate as I realized that a lot of things I’ve been involved in haven’t really progressed much since 30 some odd years ago. I don’t mean in terms of gender equality, I think there have been significant gains made there (relatively speaking, still tons of work to be done in the left and in society, but damn those new left dudes were way worse than anything I’ve ever encountered), I mean in terms of movement efficacy and (dis)organization. Highly recommended. Makes me want to read way, way more about socialist feminism.

The best I’ve seen is where someone repeatedly scratched “of doom” into the metal plate with the instructions on the face of a hand dryer. “Hold hands under spout of doom.” “Press button of doom.” “Rub hands of doom.” That kind of thing. Fantastic. (more…)

Okay so school and all that has got me wicked stressed. (more…)