The perfect body?

Check out this article. It really puts things in perspective. Women really have a different view. Granted, this is a British survey, but... there's got to be some sort of parallel.

Free Obama button from MoveOn

So I got this in an email thingy. Obama fans, why not, eh?

Hey,

Want a free Obama button? MoveOn's giving them away totally free--no string's attached. I just got mine, and wanted to share the opportunity with you.

Click this link to get a free Obama button:

http://pol.moveon.org/obamabuttons/?id=-9575380-3iHaVJx

Thanks!

"Don't have sex...

or you will get pregnant...
and die..." - Mean Girls



How familiar does one have to be? Viagra vs. birth control... hmm...





McCain really needs to wise up about women's health.

Golf - see George Carlin

From the Daily Kos, this was just too good not to paste in. Note: I don't like golf...

And let's not forget how boring golf is. Have you ever watched it on television? It's like watching flies fuck. A completely mindless game. I should think it takes a fairly low intellect to draw pleasure from the following activity: hitting a ball with a crooked stick...and then walking after it! And then...hitting it again! I say 'Pick it up, asshole, you're lucky you found the fuckin' thing. Put it in your pocket and go the fuck home!'

I say let these rich cocksuckers play miniature golf. Let them fuck with a windmill for an hour and a half. I wanna see if there's any real skill among these people.
- George Carlin, RIP

Ummm... Crazy exploding-freeze-tip hunting knife...

Bad idea?

I think so...

If the internet didn't post about articles about deadly freeze knives, maybe the kinds of people who would use them for hunting a different breed of game wouldn't find out they exist? Or is that just wishful thinking? Reminds me of Van Pelt of Jumanji (film version)... Also seems like some sort of super-villain kind of weapon... Not, however, like Dr. Horrible. Exploding-freeze-tip knives are a bit violent for him, I feel.

Pickles, the Guiding Light

PZ Myers aptly said of the video:

Christianity is like sticking a fork in your face and your rectum and plugging them into a wall socket. Your insides will smoke and sizzle, you'll glow, sparks will shoot out of you, and you'll become a cooked vegetable.

At the end, he says, "don't try to do this at home, because it can be very dangerous". That's the honest part of his example. Kids, don't do religion! It's very, very bad for you!

Mind you, this is now right up there among my favorite quotes.

title h/t to Herra Efahyggja

~ live life balanced ~

Thanks, Meghan.

This image sparks a lot of thoughts. I've always thought balance in life was hugely important. Balance in relationships, between things like work and play-- even little things like heat and cold (Hey, I'm a Minnesotan, what do you expect?!), politics... It brings me back to the idea of moderation. While my politics may not be exactly moderate at all... I have always recognized concept that without balance, we fall. Relationships can collapse in some form or another, if there is an imbalance in the power or sexual or emotional aspect/s (I would link, but there are too many cheesy articles that annoy me that come up at the top, and if you're reading this, you probably can figure out the Google search). Work and play - achieving the work-life balance is a constant issue for people. Like I said, one needs the balance between heat and cold, even! I mean, think about it... why do people eat ice cream when it's hot?

But no, really, the point is simply that finding that balance, that equilibrium in all aspects of life is so important. Age old concept (note Yin and Yang, the Tridosha system, etc.).The tricky part is doing it, and doing it right. Aaand, maybe at some point, I'll come up with a better way to present this theme. Mostly, I wanted to show the picture, since it relates closely to a tattoo idea I had of the Tree of Life (an idea that is constantly evolving, which is sort of unfortunate, since it's to be a tattoo, which is... permanent). Anyway. Neat picture, live and love life, find the balance. Yeah. :)

And my apologies to people who actually went to the links provided, since I'm pretty sure they sucked...

Oh, it's tiiiime for some campaaaaaaigning!

McCain mowing people down with his tank, Obama flitting through the forest, Hillary beating Bill over the head with a frying pan... Yeah, I think this video pretty much sums things up... lol

It's gonna be a wild stretch to November!

H/t to MNPublius :)

Read this article - Happiness

Please read this. It's a great thought process on the pursuit of happiness. Actively pursue your happiness, so that you are happy in the now, rather than looking forward to what happiness you may have in the future.

Doesn't he look like a happy cat? Or at least peaceful.
See this guy and more, here

Helen Fisher- The brain in love

I <3 my bicycle

h/t Meghan

Seriously, though. This whole biking thing... I can't believe I went for so long without! Good exercise, good fun... :)

<3 the bike

Spiders in my bedroom!

What's the best thing you can think of for a welcome home after you've been out of town for a few days? Maybe... the house isn't a total disaster (check). Maybe... the kitchen's clean (check). Maybe... there are lots of tiny spiders living in your lampshade.....

NO! You do NOT want that, do you?

Well, I didn't, either! Damned tiny, near transparent little beasties crawling around right next to my bed. Seriously... I got rid of at least 5. One of them was even crawling on my hand!

Damn near makes me want to hop a flight away from here, again. ::sigh::
No, I suppose I'm glad to be back (from San Francisco/ Silicon Valley)... but that is NOT the welcome I was looking for! Damn you, spiders!

Whispering

What is it about whispering? People do it with the intent to make less noise, in an attempt not to bother people... but it's also one way to pass along a secret... Thus, when people whisper, it tends to make people more curious about what's being said! Maybe I'm just nosy... but I hate when people whisper, since I want to be in on the secret. I'm that curious cat, I guess, and it'll probably get me in trouble. Hopefully, there are other people who are worse than I am in the "Hey, guys! What're we talking about?" situations. Feels obnoxious, but... the curiosity cannot be contained! So if you would rather people not want to know what you're saying, it would behoove you to speak in normal voice at a normal or vaguely sub-normal volume, and people just won't care enough. Whispering suggests there's something to hide. Granted, if one does speak in a normal voice, one risks being overheard... But I still maintain that the things kept best hidden are those hidden in plain sight.

Sorry - random thought spurred by people whispering in the office. Now, I just want to know what they were talking about!

Pretty Obama cake - hehe

Isn't that just special... :P

I'm a sandal snob

So this morning, I was feeling a little awkward and self conscious about my choice of footwear, today, considering I'm wearing pin-striped pants with sandals remarkably like the ones shown below, but ever-so-slightly less orthopedic-friendly in nature (and thus ever-so-slightly less matronly). I don't like looking remotely matronly, so this bothered me a bit.
I was absently pondering my predicament in the bathroom, when I glanced at the feet in the stall next to me. I immediately felt better about my own choice, when I saw her feet clad in the following hideous footwear:


Should I be more open-minded about amphibious footwear? Maybe. Will I? Probably not. I actually feel this is as good a time as any to sully my blog by assailing the brand Keen in its near entirety. Hideous footwear, all of it! Sorry, folks... I don't care how good they are for your feet, nor how comfy...

Now that you're all put off by my absurd and perhaps ill-founded snobbish distaste for stupid footwear, I'll quit. Have a nice day :)

George Carlin, RIP

What a cool fuckin' dude. He'll be missed. But hey, he left some great comedy behind. What an awesome old fuck. :)

Oh, and the other parts of It's Bad for Ya are available on Youtube.

Browsing the net: Meditative?

So I was just reading this thing on how meditation is healthy and can alter brain structure, and stuff. And it's a bit silly, but the thought crossed my mind that there might be a reason that I think of web browsing as being almost meditative. I mean... it's not, and I know that, since I definitely have my brain buzzing away at all different sorts of things, but... I think I find it so more than a lot of people. My stepmom always tells me how after staring at a computer all day, she just... can't even look at a screen, once the work-day ends. Even a television feels like a stretch for her. And don't get me wrong, my eyes are strained, too, but... I definitely stare at a computer all day, and then go home and feel perfectly inclined to just... stare at a computer screen some more. Obviously it's not for the screen, but what it's showing me, but yeah. Different perceptions. I can come home and kick back and just... glaze through my design blog feeds, here and there, and it's relaxing. I need to remind myself that reading books is also a good way to do that. But I get caught up in stuff... I have too many RSS feed subscriptions... I wonder if they have FeedReaders Anonymous... But yeah, it's almost meditative, since I can just get lost in it all...

Now you should read the article on meditation which has absolutely nothing to do with my post, but it's interesting and made for a nice springboard for my babble :)

Blogopticon :)

Vanity Fair Blogopticon

cool.

me making it a simple link is boring, but... oh well.

story here.

The leader of our nation needs to [be able to] use a computer. This is not a choice.

(Huffington Post)

I'm sorry, but... I really can't see it being a good idea to have a President who cannot use, or won't bother to use the most important and prolific tool available in our nation... especially when kids half my own age are just as good, if not twice as good at using it as I am! So basically, he's just being ignorant. This is an information age, and I don't care how good the old ways seem to work. We've moved on. Oh, and "he's old" isn't even an excuse! My coworker's 94 year-old grandmother can use a computer, has an email address (that she uses, regularly!). So there.

Bike commute!

It's official. I have *finally* dragged myself out of bed early enough, on a nice day, to start riding my new bike to work. I am no cyclist, and my legs feel like jelly, but... it's a start. :) And I solicit no back pats. I'm just patting *myself* on the back. I shall now start saving gas money! Woot! This means I will be saving energy that comes from the ground, and instead using my own... Well, at least mine's renewable. And it better damn well stop raining!

Okay, I'm done.