Yeah, it's like that.

My new bra says "Do not iron."

Who tried to iron the bras?

"On Monday May 18, 2009, we are asking anyone who identifies as a POC/non-white to post this banner, their speculative short stories, artwork, poetry or simply write a post on their favorite fandom on their blogs as an act of protest to show we will not be silent or invisible. The day of protest is entitled Fen Of Color United or more aptly, FOC_U.

White allies can also show solidarity for this event by posting this banner and expressing the need for diversity and speaking out against the bigotry in the genre, through posts and/or their creative work as well."

Click. Read. It's amazing.

RL kept me away, for the most part, through most of racefail09 and until very recently. It has kept and will continue to keep me away for most of today and all of tonight until tomorrow.
But as I get back into wellness and internet access and general time to spare...

And check up bit by bit and link by link on "what I missed," and what I heard about from involved friends and STILL, STILL can't believe I'm reading with my own eyeballs...
I know that I will have much, much more to say. I won't be able to say much of it tonight... But I still know I have ONE THING I HAVE TO SAY besides a word of support and a link to foc_u and so many people posting so many things so much better than anything I could ever say.

And this one thing I have to say is directed solely at my fellow white people.

( THE ONE THING I HAVE TO SAY TO FELLOW WHITE PEOPLE RIGHT NOW IN THE FIVE MINUTES I HAVE ON THE COMPUTER IS BEHIND THIS CUT )

How crazily weird and dumb and faily can I get even with all the crazy going on in my life right now, I don't even know...

10:24 PM me: ...I just realized I volunteered for something by accident...
That I would happily help with, but...
Okay, here's what happened, now how do I explain this...
10:25 PM amiangelwings: o.o
me: I had part of this linkspam post open, with like a thousand other firefox tabs because now that I'm feeling better I'm trying to catch up on mammoth fail and everything, right... and they were looking for a paid user to set up a feed, right?
But somebody already did it before I could say anything, right? Yey!

( Read more... )

Playmate of the Month, May 1959

( Half A Century Ago's Centerfold Behind This Cut )

So, though I've tried to avoid spoilers for the new 'Trek movie, there was one thing I couldn't AVOID learning about... And it was one thing that would be guaranteed to make me utterly anxious and crazy and put me back in that hyper-obsessive Trekkiness that I thought I hadn't suffered since HS...

That's right, this just in, I apparently made some sort of deal with the devil, and the 'Trek tale gets rebooted in such a fashion that:

( It's everywhere, but what the heck I'll put it behind a cut. )

Lady Chatterly's Lover by DH Lawrence? The Sirens of Titan by Kurt Vonnegut? After the Banquet by Yukio Mishima? Gateway and EVERYTHING Heechee related by Frederick Pohl?

I do not like those books.

Some of you might be surprised. Though some of you might be surprised I read books without pictures and/or Batman in them, come to think of it...

Shaft!

http://derailingfordummies.com

I have a genius for a friend.

Playmate of The Month, January 1959

( Half A Century Ago's Centerfold Behind This Cut )

A very brief, barely spoilery panel from the latest Batman... Just because... It's SPECIAL...




Who, exactly, stands at THEIR MOM'S GRAVE and announces their considered decision to keep their romantic life all about the casual sex?

Batman, that's who!


Commitment will never distract me from my mission to avenge your death! It's gonna be all booty calls from Wayne Manor from now on, Mom! I miss you!

BEGINNING A SERIES OF THINGS SO AWESOME THEY CRACK THE UNIVERSE...

( THIS PICTURE? )

Me: okay...

Ready?...

Them : yep, ready.

me: FIRST VERSE
OF BLINDED BY THE LIGHT!
LINE-BY LINE!...
Start...
NOW!





me: madman drums brought those indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat.

x: meth and drums brought Sims in, in the summer with a teenage diplomat

me: And the dolts with the molts and the endless bolts is way into his hat

x: in dolts with the molts and analysts mumps is weighing to his lad

me: lol
x: ROFL

me: with a boulder on my shoulder feeling kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round

x: with a bowler on his shoulder feeling kind of hole, or I tripped the merry go round

me: with his very old please, and sneezin and wheezin the calliope crashed to the ground

x: with burial pleasing sneazing and weazing the calliope crashed to the ground

me: THE CALLIOPE CRASHED TO THE GROUND!
x: hehe
me: HELL, SHE WAS BLINDED BY THE LIGHT!

me: The whole point of the first Crisis was to streamline and reboot because the kids couldn't handle coming in under all the continuity. Now that they've apparently decided that the only reasons people buy comics are dense continuity and big tits they can damn well give me an Earth Two Huntress + Power Girl title.

Nabbed from gladrial </lj>

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal...along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

"The idea of paying attention to nothingness is very foreign to most people" -

Drawing for Older Children and Teens by Mona Brookes

More pointless song spam.






The secret lab that combined Prince's DNA with Robert Smith's in the 80's needs to be found and the perpetrators brought to justice.

VIRGIL!!! VIRGIL!!! VIRGIL!!!



Sighs. It WAS nice they devoted a dc-news-fluff-piece to finally assuring me in writing that my beloved Static is coming back to me. And coming into DCU proper, where I always thought he belonged, at that!

I just wish they'd tell me exactly when I can expect this.

Anyway, the point is, the powers that be at DC take, and the powers that be at DC give...