Electrolicious

Saw Traffic. Interesting, good, but didn’t go nearly as far as it could/should have. And would at least ONE movie PLEASE show that young women who use drugs DON’T ALL BECOME CRACK WHORES?! PLEASE? That was probably the most disappointing aspect of the movie was the character of Caroline, a top-of-her-class private school student who OF COURSE couldn’t handle her drugs. Sigh.

Website still rocks though.

Hats Of Meat. Ew. Who knew?
Remember all that abusing you did to your teddy bear way back when? Well, watch out: Teddy’s Revenge. (Thanks for the links, Hellcat! And everyone, check out her page–nicely done!)

In other news, I went shopping today, since I’m working four days next week at the Creative Assets office and exhausted all TWO of my biz casual outfits. Interesting trying to find clothes that are “nice” yet allow my personality to shine. I think I managed, despite shopping at the Oly Mall. I’m going to be wearing a fair amount of “skants” outfits–skirts layered over pants. I got this one skirt at Mervyn’s (Yes, Mervyns) that has a layer of red satiny stuff under a sheer zebra print top–how funny! I certainly won’t blend in at the office, will I? Heh. I also got one of those belts that looks like a seatbelt.

Shopping is such a strange thing–I hadn’t shopped in years (I had my “must buy every article of raver clothing I see!” spurt in ‘96, then have shopped very little since then), and then within the last couple months I’ve been more into purchasing clothes for myself. I always get this gross sort of consumer high that feels like media-reinenforced crack. “Must buy, must buy–I’m ugly/fat/undesirable unless I have this sweater/steering wheel cover/”bad kitty” g-string/etc.

Most interestingly, however, I found that at a department store I can only find clothes I like in the “Juniors” section. The “Young Miss” departments are all filled with pleated pants, marroon suit jackets, and “novelty” sweaters like elementary school teachers wear. “Oh, what should I put on today? I know, I’ll wear my sweater with the embroidered sequined snowflakes all over it!” What does it mean that, at 25, I’m still shopping for clothes designed for 15 year olds? They fit (pants size 9 or 11, shirts M), but I’m sure they don’t do much good in making me look older–me and my babyface and ridiculous taste in clothes. Look at my resume if you think I’m young and stupid. [sorry--getting testy]

I have fallen in love with SinFest, an online cartoon. Here are some of my favorite strips…

The Blaxploitation Funk Bible “Bitch, I saw you gettin’ nasty wit dat snake all up in dat Tree O Knowlege ‘n’ shit!”
Politically Incorrect Marginalized Fringe Rangers.
God & The Devil Talk. And talk again.
You had to be there…
Remember What’s Her Face?
That Thing!
If you think you recoginize the cartoon style, you don’t.
Other Jesuses.
What God thinks of German Atheists.
Ever had a day like this?
Fashion for the New Millennium, with clothes for WTO protests, Raves, and Moping!
’80s Time Warp. “Dude! Two Poison tickets!”
The Religious Right & Sexist Pigs Discuss Women.
Sister Ariel Gets Frisky. Or not.
New Sports Teams.
Moontribe.
Cartoon Characters on Drugs.

I’d like to make a deposit, please.

I remember when U2’s movie “Rattle & Hum” came out and my parents and I went to a matinee showing. There was no-one in the theater except us, and Mom and Dad danced through the whole movie in the back row of the theater.

I am in awe at the official website for Traffic. Play with it–that’s some of the most amazing flash work I’ve ever seen.

Incredibly cool clock.
Jesus was a stoner.
(thanks to Sofa King for those links!)

Ever wanted to read Batman’s Diary? Now you can! (thanks Klara!)

And the final link for this batch? The FERRY CAM! You see, I grew up on Bainbridge Island, WA, where everyone life is run in accordance to the Ferry Schedule. Bainbridge is only 30 minutes from downtown Seattle via ferry, but that ferry only runs at very specific times. If you miss the 2:10am ferry back from Seattle you’re SOL until 5:20 the next morning.

I know you’ve all been wondering what’s been up with Gun’s N Roses recently. This is my favorite pic. *I* want a license plate that says “bidnesz”!

In this photo, I look like I would definitely be listening to Guns N Roses.

From my beloved Salon.

Shave your bush to protest Bush!

Mad about another Bush in the White House? Then shear off your own and let him know.

That’s the call-to-arms of Silicon Salley co-founder Emily Hofstetter. In an e-mail with the subject line “Emily’s election protest/performance,” Hofstetter declaimed: “We have the power, now get into the shower and repeat after me: NO MORE BUSH!”

Hofstetter, whose site focuses on women working in the Internet industry, conceived of the protest in her own shower, as she mused upon the recent election shenanigans. As her e-mail — which she sent to about 2,500 people — explains: “There in the shower I began softly chanting ‘no more bush, no more bush, no more bush’ over and over again until I was in a mantra/trance-like state. I reached for the Lady Schick, a slick bar of handmade soap, and before I knew it, there was no more bush. Completely shaven, I stood in the shower laughing. I laughed until I cried and then it hit me: Women are probably going to be the most affected by this recent faux-lection. Why then don’t we do something that will at least show our disapproval for the recent decision. The way I see it: ONE CLOSE SHAVE DESERVES ANOTHER!”

In response to the thin margin that decided the recent presidential election, Hofstetter exhorts other women to follow her lead — to shave themselves as an act of protest and “save the clippings, bag them and send them to our clown prince president for his inauguration. Better still, let’s all go to the inauguration and throw the ‘bush clippings’ at our new president like confetti at a ticker tape parade!”

Does Hofstetter really expect throngs of disgruntled women to shave it off? Well, not exactly. As her e-mail has been forwarded around the Net, most of the reactions she’s received have been “right ons” from both men and women. Still, she hopes to inspire others to take their own forms of action: “I was hoping that it would mean a lot of things to other people. This is protest in its most simple and most naked form,” she said.

Hofstetter will be traveling to Washington for the inauguration and vows, “I am prepared to stay completely shaved for four years. You think that Bush is the name of our president? I say that Bush is something that I have between my legs and I can get rid of it if I want to.” – Katharine Mieszkowski [5 p.m. PST, Jan. 2, 2001]

Home from two days of corporate work. I wrote a beautifully crafted entry yesterday evening, but then blogger’s slow server ate it. Oh well. Beauty lost is the most lovely.

So, let’s talk about the new job and what it means, shall we? First, out with the old: I have announced to SDG (although not my staff yet) that I will be resigning as Executive Editor, and will be assuming a less intense job of Features Editor. That means I won’t be dealing with Columns, Interviews, Dance of Life (event reviews & community reports), or Music Reviews (phew!!). I’m also considering writing a sex advice column for the mag–what do you think of that idea? Sex Columnist is my next writing goal, so this would be a step in the “write” direction.

Here’s an negative yet accurate review of one of my favorite books, The Ethical Slut. Andreas had the same criticism.

In other news, I’m all dressed up and drinking my black tea in preparation to head out the door and become one with the commuter madness on I5. Oh Dad, aren’t you proud? I woke up at about 5:45 and for the next hour had dreams of this morning…getting ready for work, trying on dozens of different outfits, finding that the perfect pants I’d finally found had just disappeared off my legs and having to find them again, then arriving at Creative Assets only to find that the office was in construction, and wait in the lobby for three hours. By the end of the dream (as all the Creative Assets folks were taking lunch, and I was still waiting in the unfinished lobby) I was virtually in tears, and they were still asking me to wait.

Not hard to analyze that one, is it?