Make your own church sign. See Becky's sign and the one I made, which is decidedly more disturbing, but something I've been worrying a lot about lately.

Link via Becky.

I've been singing these chants in my mind all day from when I participated in the pro-trans inclusion march at the Michigan Womyn's Music Festival last summer, so thought I'd share:

I don't know, but I've been told

I don't know, but I've been told



That being queer is mighty bold!

That being queer is mighty bold!


Straight, gay, tranny, butch and femme

Straight, gay, tranny, butch and femme


We belong in Michigan!

We belong in Michigan!

Grin. Here's another:

G-E-N-D-E-R!
Genderqueers from here to Mars!
Gender is a universe
and we're--all--stars!

I'll put more in as I think of them, but these two were my favorites.

I am so freaking excited about The Matrix: Revolutions. Unfortunately, I won't get to see it until probably this weekend. I also really want to see Gothika.

Does anyone else think Neo might be a program? Or a human/program amalgam? The Architect told Neo he is "irrevocably human" when he's at the doorway to the source, but there seem to be other indicators that he's a program. I wrote them down the other night, but lost them.

I have so much work to do today. I dread teaching. I think class will go well today because of what I have planned (workshopping annotations from their annotated bibliographies), but I just don't want to do it today, you know? I am reminded of a time in my life when I was considerably depressed, and the only thing that would cheer me up was listening to my Television's Greatest Hits TV theme song CDs. So many of those songs showed such bravery in the face of sitcom hardships. Consider the theme song from One Day at a Time, my favorite when I'm sad.

This is it. This is it.


This is life, the one you get


So go and have a ball.


This is it. This is it

Straight ahead and rest assured

You can't be sure at all.



So while you're here enjoy the view

Keep on doing what you do

So hold on tight we'll muddle through

One day at a time, One day at a time.



So up on your feet. Up on your feet

Somewhere there's music playing.

Don't you worry none

We'll just take it like it comes.



One day at a time, one day at a time.

One day at a time, one day at a time.

One day at a time, one day at a time.

One day at a time, one day at a time.

Remember the opening sequence to that show? The opening chord of the song struck just as we were in a car, going down what looks to be I-94, headed into Indianapolis. There was that big sign above us. I forgot, why exactly are we supposed to be so exuberant that we're going to Indianapolis?

I have no idea what you're talking about, but happy birthday.

Not much to say lately, but thought I'd pass on a snippet of someone else's voice. My friend Libby is an awesome writer. Check out this excerpt:

My life is absolutely totally great. I love working in the sex industry. I’m sexy and young and well-edjumicated and full of bubbling energy. And my car is bitchin’.

My life is an x-rated soap opera written by alcoholic spinsters with too much time on their shaky, ring-less hands. The sex industry makes its money off of mixed signals- porn starlet as sexually empowered woman on screen, exploited and humiliated smut slave on set- which is complex and bewildering for a female nymphomaniac who tends to warp her career into her identity.

In two months I will be 30, a deadline that has been shaking my psyche since I turned 26. My sexy clothes don’t fit anymore, and I feel like a polish sausage when I wear garter belts and high heels. I spend most of my time alone, exhausted from doing nothing.

And my car is an ashtray on wheels.

I hear ya, girl.

I know I'm kind of late to this party, but what the heck:

1. Every time I see a bottle of calamine lotion, the song "Poison Ivy" gets stuck in my mind.
2. Every time I fly, during takeoff the song "Keep Their Heads Ringin'" gets stuck in my mind. (In the video, they steal a plane.)
3. I love the show Everybody Loves Raymond.
4. I am the biggest misocapnist you know. I guarantee it.
5. Sometimes, when my feet feel really good and I feel good all over (my feet have to feel good in order for this to happen), I think that if other people could experience how good it feels to be me, they'd never want to be themselves again.
6. I drive a 1998 Honda Civic with the following stickers: Keep Abortion Legal, a Lucinda Williams World Without Tears sticker, and a Kasey Chambers The Captain sticker.
7. I lived with my parents until I was 24 years old.
8. The biggest regret of my life is caving in to family pressure and going to college in my hometown rather than going away.

I think Anne's new blog design is awesome--simple and elegant. It makes me even more eager to redesign my site. I'm not going to do anything drastic, just put up a new image and make the links a different color.