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Archive for March 5th, 2010

Arianna Huffington and Cindi Leive say that sleep deprivation is a feminist issue.

Arianna Huffington, the powerhouse publisher of The Huffington Post, and Cindi Leive, the equally indomitable publisher of Glamour, have joined forces to identify women’s sleep deprivation as “the next feminist issue”.

Oh yeah, this ranks up there.

They cite studies that indicate that women are more sleep-deprived than men, including one that says American women are getting 90 minutes less than the seven to eight hours recommended for someone to be well and perform well.

American author Naomi Wolf has taken up the baton in her column in The Times Saturday writing that the pair make a persuasive case that female exhaustion is undermining women’s creativity, judgment, and relationships.

“What does it profit us to win the whole world only to experience it cranky and irrational from fatigue?” she wrote.

Excuse me?  What is it with people thinking that their cause deserves special attention?

I get about 4 hours, maybe 5 hours, of sleep a night.  That’s sleep deprivation.  I’m not going to say that all insomniac pain sufferers should be singled out for kinder treatment or special daily structure or schedules.  Crap, if you are getting less than 6-7 hours a night I don’t care who you are, you should be trying to catch up.  You don’t have to be a woman to be dealing with exhaustion.

Ok, here’s another one – Breast Cancer Awareness Week – I am not taking a thing away from that cause, but I always think “So if you have appendix cancer, eardrum cancer, or kneecap cancer are you somehow not as needful of awareness or recognition?”  Does it really make a difference what kind of cancer if it kills you?  Hell, I say lets find a cure for ALL of them.

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I must have a steampunk toilet!

Taking a laser-guided whiz is just way too cool.

I think Cruel Wife will let me have one if I contrive to keep peeing on the toilet seat even when it is in the “up” position.

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The Weekend Beckons.

A wonderful PhD (Piled higher and Deeper) friend has come out from the Left Coast on her bi-annual pilgrimmage to… whatever the hell you want to call my workplace.  She’s a co-worker and senior scientist – scary-smart and lots of fun stories to tell.  Loves sushi and owns/rides motorcycles – that’s always a combo that will win points with me.  If I had to give her an anonymous blog name it would be Sushi-Q.   The Sushi part is pretty obvious and the Q relates to a project we’re doing that involves things with a high Q-factor.  Enginerd joke.

Sloth was another name she went by online for a while but I just didn’t feel like Motor-Sloth was as fun as Sushi-Q…  Besides Sushi-Q is also a nod to my favorite author, Neal Stephenson, and the jap-rap band in one of his books, Sushi-K.  The book is Snow Crash – it follows the story of a black japanese pizza delivery man whose name is Hiro Protagonist.  Yes, you read that right.  Hiro Protagonist.  Hiro works for the Cosa Nostra and if you don’t deliver the pizza in 30 minutes or less they make you disappear.

Anyway, Sushi-Q was cranky… actually more crabby than anything… a while back and I felt this idea coming on, and so I made a logo specifically for her…  that logo was an absolute kick in the ass to do even if it did take a LOT of work.

So she’s taking Cruel Wife and myself out to lunch (sushi, yay!) and then that night she’ll come up to our place where I will just be finishing up smoking a dead critter.  The kids will mob her but they love guests so they probably won’t be monsters.

The pig -pork butt – has just been lovingly rubbed with salt, brown sugar, heroin, paprika, cayenne powder, cocaine, garlic and onion powders, cumin, coriander, chili powder, salt, and crystal meth.  It is just that addictive once you smoke it for 14 hours with applewood.  Oh and you wrap it all in a big tobacco leaf as well, just in case people aren’t addicted to it already.

I daresay that it is pretty good smoked food.  Not one person has waddled away from my smoked meats without having loosened their belt or popped the top button on their pants.

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