where to shop and why

this year we spent our holiday money at michael's, hobby lobby and shutterfly.com because i made almost all of our presents by using photos i have taken and inexpensive frames.

some links for deciding where to shop, which has meant we no longer shop at circuit city, waaaah, for instance and now buy gas only from shell of all places:

http://www.buyblue.org/
http://www.choosetheblue.com/main.php

we have vowed to donate $25/week to a different cause we believe in and so far we have given to these fine places:

organic consumers association
the international rescue committee
amnesty international, usa
defenders of wildlife
the green and libertarian donation fund for the recount

we use charitywatch.org and give.org to figure out who to safely donate to. for some reason my brain forgot to force me to check on organic consumers association and i just wrote to them to find out why they have not signed on with either of these two fine donation filters?

this week i think we mean to give to the comic book legal defense fund - after we hear back from them about their actual financial break-down. as it stands, a minimum of 65% toward actual issues with 35% toward admin and fundraising stands as the division we should look for.

next week? who knows...

from a mutant's photojournal

the dog wants to stay purebred...

so, imagine you have a beautiful purebred bitch. say, um, a pembroke welsh corgi. and you see a mutt coming toward her when she's in heat. now, almost every single breeder will do anything they can to keep their bitch away from the mutt.

so.

imagine a racist. a believer in the purity of their race. since blond hair and blue eyes lose out almost every single time, they have a severe hard-on for keeping their "race" pure.

since my friend with a spanish background had a daughter with a japanese man their child turned out to have extremely asian features. another friend, caucasian, had a son with an asian woman and that child also has extremely asian features.

another friend, my age, has an african father and a filipino mother. guess who he favors with regard to skin color?

so what does this mean? that racists consider themselves nothing more than breeding dogs. they fear the loss of their skin color. it has naught to do with culture. it has everything to do with terror of their bitch getting caught by a mutt.

but why? not to diss blonds with blue eyes, but it, as a feature, seems the weakest of the batch. our genetics ... obviously does not want to stay blond with blue eyes. we should only keep those types around as we would a beautiful purebreed ... for looks ... but we have no other real reason.

i admit it, i have a thing for blonde guys, no matter what the color of their hair. but the one thing i can not stand is a recessive chin.

what does this have to do with anything? nothing. except the fact that as a strong chinned woman i from now on call a moratorium on every person with a weak chin and they should all get sent back to where they came from. washington, dc.

oh please. you should look at the bright side...

so it comes out that laptops cause a huge drop in sperm count in men. and my sexy boi tells me that he has read terrified posts about it all over the place today and i do not understand.

you would think that men would LOVE the fact that they have their own geek version of birth control. to the best of my knowledge sperm counts go back up again after a bit of time. so why stress? feel happy that the warmth on your lap may help you get some play without rubber with your long-term and tested sweetie.

if not for the fact i have a new rubber thing to insert so can try to not have condoms in about a month, i would make sexy boi have his laptop strapped to him at all times.

wait.

he does.

woohoo!

must.not.read.news.

the depression and pain got weird this week. reading about social security going up in smoke and o'reilly and his madness just sort of overwhelmed me.

we had two moving companies come by already and in ten minutes i expect another one. the cost of moving to new zealand seems overwhelming, but less so than staying here. i hate this situation.

went to hear a speaker on texans for medical marijuana at the local universalist unitarian church in austin. it came to my notice due to an email i had sent to me by an ex-journalism student i knew in long beach. we almost co-edited the paper together, but the sexy-boi and i moved back to san francisco thus giving up power and prestige at the local community college. when we turned our back on me co-editing the paper, and us building and maintaining the website for the smart-ass fraternity who knew where we would end up?

me a fibromyalgic housewife and he the webmaster for the supercomputing department of a huge south-west university.

i read about the media manipulation going on with o'reilly and rumsfeld and all of it and it makes me want to get a billion dollars of my own in order to start my own cable news company. let us use lies and flash just as much as the right-wing does! it sells! people love it! even people i know who hate it can't seem to turn it off!

perhaps in new zealand i can actually convince myself journalism means something. because other than project censored, i find it very hard to motivate to believe anything most journalists write.

a statement of purpose

my head wants to explode and it wants to take out everything around it. so, in order to save my sanity, i decided to sever the part which wishes to destroy those who have declared people like me "the enemy."

screw them. i have ten family members in my history (give or take a couple) on my mother's side that fought in the american revolution. so, i have thought about and even checked out the daughters of the american revolution. i, on one side of my family at least, come from here and want to say to all you bastards who question me as a "liberal" and where i belong - you get the hell out of here. it's my damn country too. and if you don't like the secular go to a fundamentalist country or, better yet, go somewhere to aid the starving.

so i do not drink the kool-aid. i leave it to those who believe a questionable 2% equals a mandate. right. when as large a portion of the country did not vote, i call it more of a whimper.

so i stand here (well, recline, want to write this whilst comfortable) and say to the people who say we must leap into war after war, following the guideline of a hawk group, "you fucking traitor." any more ad homynym attacks you want to throw my way? i refuse to take them.

you, my dear fundamentalist ... who matches any fundamentalist anywhere in the world ... are the traitor. you have belied the history of this great nation and try to drag it down in to the mud.

and i will use this little piece of cyber land carved out for me and rinse my brain of the bitterness it feels. my diary? something else entirely. i think i like this idea.