Would a male predator act desperate for attention? Is this some semi-sophisticated gambit which I have heretofore not been exposed to, despite having been exposed to a variety of predators? Most of whom were "charming" fast-talking and witty.
I would want to be kind to the guy in case it is the truth, yet remain emotionally distant.
My peers, (for lack of a better word, but in this case I mean women my age whom I know IRL) have all been married for 30-40 years, and therefore probably have not even had to deal with predators, whereas that is pretty much all I have seen, after passing a certain age.
(I don't know if there have already been previews on TV and this is a redundant post, but here it is) Coming out late December is the movie Pan's Labyrinth
Two blurbs about it: "Award-winning filmmaker Guillermo del Toro delivers a unique, richly imagined epic with PAN’S LABYRINTH, a gothic fairytale set against the postwar repression of Franco’s Spain. Harnessing the formal characteristics of classic folklore to a 20th Century landscape, del Toro delivers a timeless tale of good and evil, bravery and sacrifice, love and loss." "Pan's Labyrinth" is the story of a young girl that travels with her mother and adoptive father to a rural area up North in Spain, 1944. After Franco´s victory. The girl lives in an imaginary world of her own creation and faces the real world with much chagrin. Post-war Fascist repression is at its height in rural Spain and the girl must come to terms with that through a fable of her own."
Somewhat related to "The Devil's Backbone", if you've seen it. I already want the soundtrack.
Initially I was browsing The Onion to re-read THIS article for some comic relief after my philosophy class. Guy In Philosophy Class Needs To Shut The Fuck Up Its a World Religions class and our version of that guy can basically go on for hours. He must stay up all night just thinking up new strategies for irritating his fellow pupils. Unless its innate...
ANYWAY, then I came across this one and knew it was one for SAS! Break-Up Made Easier With Colorful Visual Aids Seems like a sensible approach, right?! Who knew that would be one of the applications for statistics that would come in handy some day?
Recently I saw a trailer for the The Lion The Witch and the Wardrobe movie that will be coming out relatively soon. I checked out the Narnia-website and I was quite impressed with how interactive and creative it was. I have loved almost everything that Tilda Swinton (who will be playing the infamous White Witch!) has been in and look forward to seeing the film. (Of course the spinsterly-icon would be villainized, she just wanted to give them Turkish Delights! ;) I read all the books as a kid...it will be quite nostalgic...Check out the trailer.
The Washington Post's Style Mensa Invitational once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supplying a new definition. Here are this year's winners:
1. Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.
2. Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.
3. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.
4. Foreploy: Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.
5. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.
6. Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
7. Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.
8. Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
9. Hipatitis: Terminal coolness.
10. Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)
11. Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.
12. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.
13. Glibido: All talk and no action.
14. Dopeler effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
15. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.
16. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito, that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.
17. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you're eating.
And the pick of the bunch:
18. Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole
While I can barely crochet a scarf, I found that one mathematician has been crafting physical models of the hyperbolic plane with her diligent little hooks...They remind me of flowers that my grandmother (on my dad's side) used to affix to a large number of fabric items around her house, and which remained in place since the early 70's until my cousin inherited it a few years ago. I'll stick to pot-holders, thanks.
Assumedly we've all come out of hiding after Nation-wide Ostracize-the-single Day and are returning to our normal routines of (usually) non-gloomy unattached-ness. I do find it amusing that a romantic holiday has evolved out of a note from a priest (thanking the jailer's daughter for her friendship and loyalty, signed "From your Valentine" c. 269 AD) who was about to be brutally executed...but maybe that's just me. (Well, this in combination with even older pagan origins associated with Lupercalia festivals and then Roman Lottery dating traditions...yikes for the latter!) Sometimes people choose very strange snippets of history to glom onto for commercialization. I'm not even going to get started on Columbus Day.
Did anyone do anything or see anything interesting on V-day that they would care to share? I actually made quite a yummy Swedish cake for some of my friends, despite my bitterness toward the holiday in general. Unfortunately I am cursed with the annual recollection of a past boyfriend who invited me for a "romantic dinner" (that his friend had made him arrange) and then proceed to get so drunk he couldn't string together a coherent sentence and pass out after asking me if I was having a good time. I think the exact words were "So, did I do a good job?" as though this attempt was going to be reported on his permanent record and cancel out some of his prior idiotic behavior.
Anyway, now that people have gone back to normal and have pupils instead of little hearts where there eyes used to be I can stop glaring and searching for a receptacle to vomit into every time I leave the house. I've returned to my usual good-natured inquisitive self and found some interesting articles I thought I would link up for the SAS-ladies perusal: Kerouac's On the Road' Manuscript Unfurled Beyond Melting Clocks: A Dali Retrospective
I know we have some poets amongst us and was hoping that some might be willing to either post one of their own or some related (or not) piece of work that they particularly like. Do it in a new posting!
While we're at it, I would love to hear what the SAS ladies think of this particular poem; why you like it (plan to frame it) or hate it (are printing it right now so you can burn it) and anything it brings to mind. I am going to be doing a presentation on it next week and some group brainstorming would be appreciated. ( Spinster by Sylvia PlathCollapse )
Thinking back to our inevitable cat-lady tendencies (in some of our cases, at least), I was trying to find a recent newspaper article about a woman charged with "cat-hoarding" in a nearby town; more than 80 cats discovered in her small home. I found it really amusing that it was termed "hoarding", like she was keeping all the cats for herself and no one else could get one of their own...I couldn't find the actual article, but instead found this one: http://www.metroactive.com/papers/sonoma/03.16.00/clutterbusters-0011.html
I find that particularly disturbing because I can easily identify some of my relatives as "victims" of this hoarding-phenomenon. My grandfather loved old car parts that he intended to use in his mechanic's garage some day. This caused him to accumulate so many that he had surrounded the entire perimeter of his property with a junk-yard of rusty metal and random rubbish. My grandmother insisted that they move to a house where she wouldn't have to see this "crap" sitting all around. He bought a new house after much cajoling, but before they could move in he surrounded that one with an even larger mounded labyrinth of parts. This was an amusing place to play as a little kid (yeah, lets send the kids to play on sharp rusty metal?) but now I see how strange this eclectic behavior really was.
So what to some of the SAS ladies like to collect? I think I do have a tendency to hold onto weird things...hopefully it won't get out of hand and bury me alive some day. Someone tell me if I don't notice when I cross the line from collecting to neurotic, ok? My collections: -Bar coasters -Concert ticket-stubs -Shells and rocks that are particularly pretty -Recipes from friends -Small glass bottles, vintage preferably -CD's and records, of course I'm sure there are more, but I don't want the list to start scaring me.