At left: Mr Cyril is now 7 months old! Like everyone else in the USA, I am presently bustling, rustling, hustling... and trying to dig out from under mounds of email (as well as real-life junk mail), Mr Daisy's comics and kitty detritus, to prepare for the holiday week coming up.
How is everything with you?
I have decided to run for County Council, as I mentioned here. I figure it can't hurt. I know for sure I will get at least a dozen votes! Visit the Greenville Greens page on Facebook! And if you are in Greenville County, vote for me! (Don't worry, I'll be reminding you at least a million times before the election.)
Transgender Day of Remembrance was yesterday. Please pay your respects.Good reading for Friday: Is Adoption a Feminist Issue? (AdoptionTalk)
Pharmaceutical Giant Paid $500,000 to Psychiatrist Who Used Chicago's Poor as Guinea Pigs (AlterNet)
New Study Shows Women Still Underrepresented in Leadership Roles (ACS Blog)
Regarding that last point... I repeat, vote for me!
I am gonna be a grandma again! Am I old or what?Very happy and very pleased. :)
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And now, our musical accompaniment for this post.
I was gonna use the following video for Tuesday's alcoholism post, and then decided it was too irreverent... I went with Hank Williams instead. Today, feeling a bit irreverent, which I once again blame on Frank Zappa's ghost (listened to Frank on Friday, of course!)... thus, I now freely offer this irreverent look at junkiedom.
Observations:
1) Why on earth didn't they give Slash the Nobel prize for playing like that?
2) Axl appears rather fried, thus illustrating his familiarity with the subject matter.
3) I love when substances take "human" form; i.e. John Barleycorn, Mary Jane, Mr Brownstone, etc. (On a rather Calvinist note, this particular personification always reminds me of the Devil card in the Rider-Waite tarot deck, with the chains on the humans.)
This is live from 1988, a bit of nostalgia for you metal-heads.
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Guns N' Roses - Mr Brownstone