| Poem for Sunday |
[Feb. 13th, 2005|01:45 pm] |
( Caelica LXIX )
Relatively peaceful day yesterday despite lots of running around and ending up with a murderous headache as a result (discovery: taking four Advil plus an Excedrin enables me to cope for a few hours, now I must ask my doctor what my risk is of destroying my stomach and liver by doing so). Older son had stayed overnight at my father's, so ![[info]](http://img.greatestjournal.com/userinfo.gif) apaulled and I went together to the parents' learning day at younger son's Hebrew school (theme: tzedakah and how Maimonides' suggestion that it is better not to put your name on your donations does not apply if you want to endow a new wing for the congregation, and how gemilat chasadim may not apply to Palestinians living on the wrong side of the wall differences of opinion in Reform Judaism on charity and justice). The parents and kids together made "shema pillows" for the aged and infirm in Israel, then I ran home during the movie portion to move laundry so we could go pick up my father and older son and all go out to brunch at IHOP.
During the course of eggs and pancakes, we discovered that younger son had completely ripped his braces wire free on one side, so after a quick call to the orthodontist who fortunately was working until two yesterday, we rushed down to get that repaired. Since we were on the part of Rockville Pike right near the newly renovated Strathmore Hall, we went to see the grounds. It turned out that the Baltimore Symphony was rehearsing and that people could walk into the upper balcony and observe, which was very lovely. After that, we came home so I could do some work, older son could do some homework and younger son could "clean his room" (which generally means discovering old treasures under the bed he'd forgotten about, then leaving those out on the floor instead of whatever was on the floor previously).
Last night we tried to watch Ray and discovered that two of the four DVD players in the house (three of which are built into computers) would not play the dual-sided disc, including the one attached to the television. Has anyone else had this problem? Do I try to bring it back and exchange it or what? Instead we watched the extended, unrated King Arthur which I enjoyed enormously but will not risk trying to justify here beyond "Mmm, Ioan and Keira and Clive," because really that movie should have been named Some Fantasy Roman Epic-Thingie.
That LJ friends collage thingie won't load for me, which is kind of a bummer. Instead some links. First a trivial but fun one from vertigo_66: "Actor Tom Sizemore Fails Drug Test with Fake Penis". I know I should probably be more concerned about the ramifications of a man with such a problem that he'd buy a fake penis and fill it with someone else's urine, but this had me howling aloud for several minutes. On a more serious note, all_ahoo pointed out this article on how "Reilly Now Says He Backs Gay Marriage": "This is not a change in my beliefs. I have been consistent," he said. "What has changed is that May 17 came and went, and people entered into marriage...no one has been hurt." On the one hand I think he's an idiot for not taking this stand in the first place (who in hell did he think would be hurt?!) but on the other, if more idiots putting words in the mouths of Jesus and the Founding Fathers would notice that no one has been hurt, not even their own little terrified heterosexual couplings, while many people have been helped, things would be so much better.
And now I am going to rant about a rant. I can't decide whether I would be happier just keeping my mouth shut, unfriending everyone involved in certain types of fannish meta and going about my business in my own little corner, or if it is worth speaking up because every time I do rant, I discover that there are other people who have been intimidated into silence by the self-proclaimed People Who Know Everything, who are willing to issue edicts on everything from The Only Possible Ways To Have Anal Sex to The Only Proper Way To RP. I would like to note that I get as annoyed by badfic as the next person, I do wish certain people would get a beta or run a spellcheck before posting, I have no desire to see Legolas/Mary Sue #6349 in any community I read. But what I am reacting to is this statement: "All fiction is judged by the same standard, regardless of the motives or intentions of the writer." ( Oh, bullshit. )
Still here? In that case I shall end with ingrid_m's shoe quiz.
 | You scored as You're Sensible Flats. You are Sensible Flats. Practical and comfort-oriented, you'd rather go through life without the pain of a pulled arch. Still, you might want to walk on the wild side a litte more.
You're Sensible Flats | | 93% | You Are Flip-Flops | | 67% | You Are Classic Pumps | | 63% | You are Quirky Shoes | | 60% | You Are Sexy Heels | | 7% |
What Kind of Shoes Are You?
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