Wednesday, January 10, 2007
* Sniffle * Snort *
I'm sick. I feel awful. But here I am, at work. And there I was, last night, at Maracas. Maybe I should take something... DayQuil? I just want to stop feeling like I'm trying to swallow the inside of a pillow that's being fed into my throat through my nose. That's all I ask.
Saturday, January 06, 2007
World's Best Green Bean Casserole %u2665 %u2665 %u2665 | A Veggie Venture
World's Best Green Bean Casserole %u2665 %u2665 %u2665 | A Veggie Venture
Just a reminder of the casserole I'm making Sunday night to go with my MLK, Jr. Day turkey.
Just a reminder of the casserole I'm making Sunday night to go with my MLK, Jr. Day turkey.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Strange Thing Mystifying
Check out this story about a 9-year old girl who have the mind of a 3-month old and will now be a child for the rest of her life. By the way, she's expected to live a normal lifespan, which is around 72, right?
Her parents had her uterus and breast buds removed and put her on a very large dose of hormones to keep her from growing. The reasons: keep her small so she's easier to move around and can be taken places rather than staying in a bed the rest of her life (by the way, she would probably have only grown to be as big as me); eliminate discomfort she would have from menstruation since she won't be bearing children (no one mentioned that hysterectomies are dangerous and put women at high risk for cancer!); and eliminate discomfort from large breasts (again, if she was supposed to be my size... sounds like wishful thinking) as well as keep her from being sexualized in the eyes of a future caregiver.
This sounds very creepy. What happens when the parents die? Is she going to be this totally addle-brained middle-aged "pillow angel" (you have to read the article) for someone else? My favorite quote:
"If the concern has something to do with the girl's dignity being violated, then I have to protest by arguing that the girl lacks the cognitive capacity to experience any sense of indignity," [the parents] said.
Wow. Not being able to experience indignity. It's so dehumanizing. No wonder she seems like some strange pet.
This is a weird issue. Any thoughts?
Check out this story about a 9-year old girl who have the mind of a 3-month old and will now be a child for the rest of her life. By the way, she's expected to live a normal lifespan, which is around 72, right?
Her parents had her uterus and breast buds removed and put her on a very large dose of hormones to keep her from growing. The reasons: keep her small so she's easier to move around and can be taken places rather than staying in a bed the rest of her life (by the way, she would probably have only grown to be as big as me); eliminate discomfort she would have from menstruation since she won't be bearing children (no one mentioned that hysterectomies are dangerous and put women at high risk for cancer!); and eliminate discomfort from large breasts (again, if she was supposed to be my size... sounds like wishful thinking) as well as keep her from being sexualized in the eyes of a future caregiver.
This sounds very creepy. What happens when the parents die? Is she going to be this totally addle-brained middle-aged "pillow angel" (you have to read the article) for someone else? My favorite quote:
"If the concern has something to do with the girl's dignity being violated, then I have to protest by arguing that the girl lacks the cognitive capacity to experience any sense of indignity," [the parents] said.
Wow. Not being able to experience indignity. It's so dehumanizing. No wonder she seems like some strange pet.
This is a weird issue. Any thoughts?
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Back in the Saddle Again... I'm Baaaaaaaack!
That's right, you're to read that Aerosmith-style.
Myspace is pissing me off. I can't access comments, some photos, bulletins, the blog, messaging... it's just not working, so here I am, back on Blogger, which seems to have been, like much of the internet, bought by Google.
Anyway, I'm busy here at work, but I just wanted to note that this is where I'll be blogging for the time being.
Love ya! Mean it!
That's right, you're to read that Aerosmith-style.
Myspace is pissing me off. I can't access comments, some photos, bulletins, the blog, messaging... it's just not working, so here I am, back on Blogger, which seems to have been, like much of the internet, bought by Google.
Anyway, I'm busy here at work, but I just wanted to note that this is where I'll be blogging for the time being.
Love ya! Mean it!
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