I thought it would be a bit cooler here in Norman now that I’m back from the sweltering death that is Houston. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed myself; it’s just more that a little hot there. We posted up at a number of places. My favorite was the Houston Dynamo game. We did a bit of tailgating before and after the game. There was beer, burgers and hot dogs. It was pretty fun. We went into the game and it was a blowout. The Columbus Crew didn’t have a prayer against the mighty Dynamo. I’m pretty sure my beloved Reds would stomp them into the ground though.
That wasn’t the only event on our itinerary though. Before the game we went to the St. Arnold Brewery for a brewery tour. There were several hundred people there and we were all thirsty for sweet refreshing beer. It was a mild 105+ degrees in the brewery and public sweatiness was the norm. We didn’t come as prepared as some of the veterans of the brewery tour though. Those bitches has sandwiches!
Continuing with my time-reversed portrayal of my Houston trip we ended the night before the Dynamo game by going to a super-awesome Ume concert. The first thing that you should know about Ume is that they do not fuck around. They are quite the sight to see. It will rock your sensibilities to the core seeing the smallest and cutest girl in the world smashing your brain with pure liquid rock. She has killer legs too. Whee!
Ume - Manic
We visited the Houston Aquarium. It was both awesome and air conditioned, a double plus. There were lots of critters there. We made friends with a sting ray we named Vernon. I’m pretty sure he wanted to drink my blood. Tara promised me that he was just trying to jump on me so I could take him home, not to drink my blood. There are two white tigers at the aquarium “because tigers like to play in the water”. They were very pretty and VERY big. There is also a tunnel-shaped aquarium that is filled with sharks. It was a pretty sweet facility.
During the hottest and most impressively disgusting day I have had the honor of experiencing in a very long time we went to Space Center Houston. Shit, it was hot outside. We went because of the (seemingly) awesome Star Wars exhibit. The video makes it seem FUCKING AWESOME. It is, in fact, not FUCKING AWESOME. Not even close. Not even one bit. This video shows every single bit of the exhibit. Now you don’t have to go, lucky you.
We did take the tour of the Space Center. It was ok, but with the heat it was probably not the best idea. We had to wait in line for quite a while in the blazing heat. It was lovely, look at the pictures. You can tell how much fun Lulu and Tay Tay are having. The Saturn V rocket exhibit is crazy awesome. You open the door and BAM! that thing is all in your face. It’s an experience. Lulu also had some astronaut ice cream, it made my mouth taste like sludge.
Finally we spent the first night eating and drinking. We posted up at the pool and set to drinking. Fun was had.
Thanks again for letting us post up with you Tara. We’ll have to do it again sometime.
I couldn’t tell you why I wanted to listen to Kittie this morning. It’s not a very “morning friendly” music. It was Paul and a punky stripper/tattoo artist that got me listening to Kittie. It’s good stuff. Really good stuff. Give it a watch and a listen. This is proof that girls who rock are better than girls who do not rock. It’s simple math.
It has very recently come to my attention that the traditional usage of the word blond and brunette are not quite as cut and dry as the “Grey vs Gray” dilemma*. It would appear that there are some specific rules for these words (even if they have fallen out of favor in recent times) for using those words. Please refer to my fancy chart to instruction and enlightenment. Charts!
It’s interesting when you look at these words with these definitions. You could describe my new girlfriend Katrina Bowden as a blond blonde. Most of the guys I know are brunets but I know a lot of brunette girls (and I think that they are quite pretty). I am a blond individual (especially in the summer) and Ann Coulter is a crazy bitch.
Keep in mind that these words are not often used properly any more but it’s nice to know where they came from, eh?
Tara was nice enough to send me this link about a Yale student allegedely inseminating and then aborting herself “as often as possible”. She is using the blood and videos from the miscarriages/abortions in an art project that will be on display later in the year. Thanks Tara!
Art major Aliza Shvarts’ project has attracted reactions of disgust and outrage since the Yale Daily News broke the story of her upcoming exhibit on Thursday.
“It’s clearly depraved. I think the poor woman has got some major mental problems,” said National Right to Life Committee President Wanda Franz. “She’s a serial killer. This is just a horrible thought.”
Critics on campus said the exhibit sounds like a shock-and-awe look at the highly sensitive issue of abortion and called it a sick stunt to get attention.
But Shvarts said the goal of the project is to spark debate and discussion about the connection between art and the human body.
Y’know, nowhere in the article does it say any of these insemination attempts was successful, or that she took any kind of pregnancy test. And I have a feeling that an abortifacient would produce more or less the same result whether a woman was pregnant or not (what with an early-stage foetus being too small to see anyway).
Hate to throw a bucket of blood on this parade, but I’ll bet you dollars to zygotes that she didn’t throw the baby out with the bloodbath.
Personally I think this is fine. If someone wants to get pregnant and then abort it, collect the juices and smear them on a cube with video playing on the walls that is fine by me. I just worry about her Rug Doctor bill. Oh dear, was that a double entendre? Thoughts?
UPDATE:
Ms. Shvarts (which rhymes with farts) has posted a statement. I like to think that she was giving her womb a good napalming every few weeks but apparantly not (or so she says)
Ms. Shvarts is engaged in performance art. Her art project includes visual representations, a press release and other narrative materials. She stated to three senior Yale University officials today, including two deans, that she did not impregnate herself and that she did not induce any miscarriages. The entire project is an art piece, a creative fiction designed to draw attention to the ambiguity surrounding form and function of a woman’s body.
She is an artist and has the right to express herself through performance art.
Had these acts been real, they would have violated basic ethical standards and raised serious mental and physical health concerns.
Also, what is it with me and cute Canadian girls? The girl in this video is Skye Sweetnam and I think she’s pretty. Jake says that she’s a singer or something. Who knows‽
Every few seconds I find something on the internet that I don’t understand but I find awesome anyway. Sometimes I will follow it through and find out what the hell is about. This is one example of a ‘jackpot’ happening. The comic on the left is a 1,000 pound bag of amazing. I thought it was awesome before I discovered that it is from a sweet song. I have found the video for you, dear readers, and have put it on display. Try not to die from the awesome explosion that is about to happen in your BRAIN. If you feel your ears bleeding or have severe brain explosion syndrome (SBES) you should see a doctor immediately. I’m not kidding.
Split your lungs with blood and thunder
When you see the white whale
Break your backs and crack your oars men
If you wish to prevail
This ivory leg is what propels me
Harpoons thrust in the sky
Aim directly for his crooked brow
And look him straight in the eye
