Thursday, November 30, 2006

Speaking of evil overlords...

The GFY girls are going a little googly over flight attendants.

Monday, November 27, 2006

Did I say overlords?...

...I meant protectors.

Jonathan Coulton posted a fabulous new video yesterday, so I ended up sending my Christmas e-cards early this year. When you check it out, don't forget to scroll down past the adorable Code Monkey to see the video.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Giving thanks for hypocrisy

There used to be 23 comments on the last post, which I've since deleted. For those of you unfamiliar with the players, a brief history:

Epenthesis is my friend Mike's blog. You may have seen him commenting on here once or twice, or met him at a party or PubNight. He's been being harassed in his comments for some time now by this ass who calls himself "Grossman." Recently Grossman has stepped up the harassment by insulting Mike's dead father.

I understand that those of us who blog are taking ourselves out of the private sphere, and by making our words public, we open ourselves up to attacks. However, there are millions of bloggers -- we're not that influential, and if you don't like what one of us says, there are plenty of others to choose from. So I don't understand why anyone would continue a campaign of harassment against someone they only know online.

And to do so under a shield of anonymity is just cowardly. When I post somewhere as Maggie, I always link back to this blog, so even if someone doesn't know who I am, at least they can have some context, and a place where they can respond to me. Grossman gives no such courtesy. He hides behind an unlinked username, since he can dish it out, but he can't take it.

A few days ago, when Mike was forced to step up his measures to block Grossman, I once again observed how pathetic G's behavior is. So he decided to target me as well. But I found it almost funny. After about a dozen comments, you'd think he'd have gotten as bored with his pathetic inanity as the rest of us were by then, but it was clear that he enjoyed listening to himself. So he continued, bragging about his ignorance and using nasty slurs, presumably because he thought it made him look like a big man (though he actually looked about 8 years old). We were all impressed at how he insulted himself every time he wrote something -- he did our work for us. The irony was comical: He harassed countless folks he doesn't even know, and never apologized to anyone for his behavior, all the while vociferously proclaming that we reap what we sow (so I wonder what kind of retribution he'll be getting). Truly, it was almost performance art.

Anyway, I post now to speak out against the assholes, but I'm not too comfortable giving them any kind of forum, so I deleted all the comments. If you ever see Grossman lurking around here, though, feel free to give him shit.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Scope of things to come

Today's Yahoo horoscope for Scorpio:
You'd rather be the power behind the throne, but the stars say your very special brand of magnetism needs to be front and center. So get in the limelight. You might find you have a knack for it!

Sounds like that's been the theme of late, reader-supported no less. So fine, I'll let the limes shine their light on me; it shouldn't take too long to get used to.

And I have a date tonight, but don't worry, I'm not going to bore you with the tedious details. Unless there's some public sex acts to relate, but this is Boston, who are we kidding?

Thursday, November 16, 2006

I need a Shag

In my continued development as an art collector, I was going to buy this: reclining Italianesque hottie with a MONKEY, but it's alreayd been sold. Anyone know where I can get an art print, or how I could shamelessly manipulate this image to make it worth printing out for framing and display?

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Thursday, November 09, 2006

and I feel fine

God I still love R.E.M..

I need to find a barber in Natick

Quote from the staff meeting I just barely stayed awake for. DOn't know why that made me giggle so much.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

What women want

My horoscope for today:
Now is a great time for you to get what you want out of life, whether it's a new sweetie, a better gig or just some peace and quiet for the day. You're filled with raw power and can use it however you want.

So what do I want? I have no idea. Yesterday I wanted a new job; today things are going more smoothly and my boss loves me. Monday A. joined me out for a birthday dinner, and it reminded me how much I still adore him and how he makes me laugh (despite his fixation with undergrads, but really, who am I to talk?); today I want to ask the Lumberjack to go furniture shopping with me. In North Carolina. Last week I was working on adding a shelf to my bedroom closet; this morning I seriously thought about switching to the downstairs bedroom.

Honestly, I never know what's best for me, and I think too much. I wish I could flop through life and let the cards fall as they will.

Ooh! In the spirit of post-election-day fabulousness (Democrats everywhere, no alcohol in the 7-11, yay gay marriage!, bye-bye Rumsfeld), and recalling the famous "Pick Maggie's Husband" vote of 1999 (I should really dredge up that website and archive it somewhere), let's have a ballot referendum. (yes, Auntie Amanda told me to stop dating by committee, and she had a point, but this is fun!)

Q1: Should I stay in the upstairs bedroom, or move downstairs?

Upstairs advantages -- upstairs, away from the rest of the house; large closet; bed's already up there.
Up disadvantages -- hot and stuffy; shares a wall with the upstairs apartment, I can hear them, and they can hear me (or they will if ever I get some play); no space for a double-wide dresser.
Downstairs advantages -- larger; closer to the bathroom; good feng shui; fits a wide dresser; upstairs kids won't hear me having sex over their Cheerios; I could use my old fabulous box spring.
Down disadvantages -- small closet; close to the rest of the house; I already bought a new split box spring for the upstairs bedroom.

Q2: Should I stick with it at the Paper of Record, or try to move to NPR?

Exposure and power versus intellectual cred and a sense of superiority. Also, do I want to be famous?

Q3: Wherever I stay, should I be trying for a byline or an on-air feature?

Would you want to hear my voice over your radio every afternoon, or maybe once a weekend like Ira Glass?

Q4: Does A get another chance, the next time he's free?

He is a serial monogamist, after all, you know he'll be looking for a new girlfriend five minutes after he breaks up with this one.

Okay, go! Vote early and often!

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Britney Spears loses weight

Best news I've heard in weeks: Britney Spears files for divorce in LA. Ditch that freeloading baggage, baybee!

Malibu Barbie

How unhappy must I be with my dried-out post-beach hair, if I'm really liking how Courtney Love's is looking?

But you know, I can't help but love the girl. She's a mess, but she must be doing something right, considering how well Frances Bean is turning out. And the music continues to rock, Malibu is still one of my favorite albums. I might even read her new book.

As for fashion choices, I also prefer her messy to glam; she wasn't fooling anyone in that couture. And this is the best I've seen her skin, hair, nose and eyes in... ever. Maybe the Fug Girls are right, and the glasses make all the difference.