November, 2007
The teddy bear of doom
The Satanic plush toy and its evil paymaster.
Goddamnit.
By now you’ve probably heard about Gillian Gibbons, a British teacher in Sudan who’s facing up to 40 lashes for allowing her class of 7-year-olds to name a teddy bear Mohammed.
I’ve been hoping this idiocy would evaporate quickly and Ms. Gibbons would [...]
Thanksgiving, Life and Death, and Anti-feminism
My family is trying to talk me into coming back to life. They liked having me alive — I guess it’s some kind of love thing — and with the holidays approaching they’ve been pressuring me pretty heavily to climb back into the ol’ meat suit. My mother keeps calling me up [...]
In which Dr. Socks asks the burning question, “Is there anything Hollywood won’t pornify?”
Grendel’s Mother struts the runway in her Jimmy Choos at the 6th century Denmark Annual Fashion Show and Mead Fest.
Never mind, I already know the answer.
So there I was, working at the computer, glancing at the news, trying to get my filing papers in for the next cloning project, when across the bow [...]
Tired but happy
Raoul sporting his new head. Thanks for the suggestion, Sis!
Raoul and I are back from the Himalayas. Got a bunch of stuff to catch up on, and I owe you guys an anthropology post, eh? Eh. (Vocal mannerism courtesy of two weeks in a tent with Raoul. When [...]
