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Life CD Swap

Who has received their CDs from the swap?

Oddly, shortly after reminding everyone to have theirs out by a certain date, my CD burner crapped out. I do have addressed envelopes ready to go once I figure out how to fix it.

Open thread – let’s hear about your CDs. Any suggestions for a future swap?

Guilt-Free Downloads: Danielson Familie

This atheist has been rocking out to this not-so-vaguely-and-yet-so-vaguely Christian band, the Danielson Familie, connected to Sufjan Stevens. It’s all in the background singers, quirky lyrics, and folk-punk stylings.

From lead Br. Danielson’s solo CD, “Brother is to Son”:
Things v. Stuff – This song title is adorable. The anti-materialist message doesn’t hurt either.

Daughters Will Tune You – The banjo does indeed rock.

From Danielson Familie’s “TriDanielson”:
Cutest Lil’ Dragon – It ate the love.

All three from the beautifully designed Sounds Familyre website.

Friday Random Ten – “You Should See the Bags Under My Eyes” Edition

As per weekly instructions:
Fire up that IPOD, MP3 or other digital media player
Set it to random play
List the first 10 songs

1. Sufjan Stevens – Abraham
2. Cat Power – No Sense
3. Bruce Springsteen and Elvis Costello – London Calling (live tribute to Joe Strummer)
4. Songs: Ohia – Love Leaves It’s Abuser
5. Nekromantix – Struck By a Wrecking Ball
6. Angie Stone – Ingredients of Love
7. Cee-Lo – Closet Freak
8. Aesop Rock – Big Bang
9. Frank Frost – My Back Scratcher
10. Trans Am – Uninvited Guest

What I’m Reading Since I’m Not Writing

  • Bakerina writes an amazingly entertaining ode to eggs. The incredible, edible kind.
  • My Life As Nothing – On growing up Atheist, or rather, as nothing at all.
  • The moral politics of “Meet the Fockers.”
  • Framing of an article often tells us more about the author and his or her institution than the article itself. This one in particular deals with father’s rights groups, Christian groups, and one fundamentalist nutjob who believed God sent him a message to circumcise his son in the bathroom with a steak knife.
  • Apparently LiveJournalers make fun of us non-LJ writers. That’s good because we’re making fun of them too. Apophenia writes on the acquisition of LiveJournal by Six Apart.
  • The Extrapolation Factor: Shelley at Burnigbird takes issue with “people behaving badly” in marriage laid at the feet of one gender. An insightful and provocative post.
  • Equally provocative is this post by Dru Blood on parenting, and those of us parents who proclaim we don’t want to be like THOSE parents (you know the ones) in response to several dicussions about parenting on other blogs.

NEWSFLASH: Soldiers Prefer Providing Humanitarian Aid to Fighting in Iraq

No shit:

U.S. military crews are launching more than 100 helicopter flights a day from the aircraft carrier USS Abraham Lincoln ferrying food, water and medicine to tsunami victims, a task they say is far more satisfactory than the Iraq war that seems only to destroy.

“Oh yeah, no doubt,” said U.S. Navy helicopter pilot Rachel Brainard. “Here we’re helping people, not destroying things.”

There must be a lack of good news. No other explanation for this business.

Pimps and Bimbos

Weirdest beginning of an article I’ve read in awhile:

Motorcycle daredevil Evel Knievel cannot sue a Web site that published a photo of him with two women above a caption reading “You’re never too old to be a pimp,” a U.S. appeals court ruled on Tuesday.

The term “pimp” was probably intended as a compliment, the court said. But Knievel said, “What good is law in the United States of America if five or six goddamn bimbos are going to rule against it?”

What good is free speech law? Evel. For real.

Tim Northern

On my twice-monthly jaunt to the local comedy night, I noticed that one of my favorite comics from the last year was in the back attending the show.

Tim Northern, as quoted from his puny website, has an “articulate, smart and deceptively witty style.” And he does not shy from puns. Fantastic puns. Oh, the puns.

As he did the last night he was in town, we chatted for a long while about a number of things, including feminism, of which he says he is a believer. He and Mimi Gonzalez are my favorite comics to have passed through town last year, and both of them stayed for a long while afterward to talk and endure our horrible jokes we tell to try and impress the funny people.

Laura Kinsale, Debbie Stoller and Inga Muscio have contacted me for various reasons through my internet presence, as I imagine it’s our inherent vanity to Google ourselves, just as authors have admitted to obsessively checking their sats at Amazon to see what people have to say about their work and where their books chart on the selling lists.

Anyhow, I mention Northern now because he assured me he would find my site. I don’t believe him, but we’ll see if he’s vain enough to Google himself here.

Hi, Tim.

Memes Ahoy!

I’m tired and I hurt, so no writing.

The Book Meme: Take someone else’s list, keep the author’s names whose books are on your shelves, and replace the ones that are not with new names. My replacements to Trish Wilson’s list are in bold.

1. Simone de Beauvoir
2. Charles Bukowski
3. Virginia Woolf
4. Sylvia Plath
5. Laura Kinsale (admit it)
6. bell hooks
7. Flannery O’Connor
8. Eric Schlosser
9. Eve Ensler
10. Willa Cather

And from the Pinko Feminist Hellcat:

I am the Atacama Desert!
Which Extremity of the World Are You?
From the towering colossi at Rum and Monkey.

I still think I should be the coldest place in the world, but whatever.

And another Rum and Monkey quiz, because they’re quirky. For example, one question read, “Are you the bomb?” My answer was: “I have not yet earned my ghetto stripes, and therefore am not the bomb.” You should hear me try to rap. Whitest girl in the world. But ghetto stripes aside, I do believe that I am indeed the bomb.

Like a Ninja Turtle, only less green, with no shell, and I don't worship a giant deformed rat. Much.
Which Survivor of the Impending Nuclear Apocalypse Are You?
A Rum and Monkey joint.