March 24th, 2009

Odilon Redon - Egg

Bodies are weird

I have a cold for what feels like the eleventy-Nth time this winter. “Intelligent design,” my ass. I am forced to assume that the proponents of that theory have either never spent a day doing shots of Robitussin and sucking cough drops to banish the lingering taste of snot, or believe that it’s all part of The Plan.

In more cheerful news, “Why Vagina,” the next installation of Isabella Rossellini’s short-film series, Green Porno, will soon be up at You can read some of the poem she recites in the film in New York Magazine. My favorite lines: “I will develop a tunnel and it will be a labyrinth/It will be species-specific so I am not screwed by a bear…”

Finally, fans of Chuck Jones should tune in to Turner Classic Movies tonight, which is devoting four solid of programming to works by and about the man.

But I thought hiding behind a pseudonym was the *whole point*

Huh. Someone on my friendlist has been offered a $20 LJ gift certificate (which, wow, can we say “chincy”?) if she’ll allow her (in)famous sweet potato story to appear in a 10th anniversary Livejournal print anthology.

(Oh hey, there’s a community, lj_turns10, where people can suggest entries and discuss the project.)

She reproduced the license agreement for her readers’ edification, and I was given the willies by clause 3, “Publicity”:
I grant the Publisher the right to use my name, biographic material, voice, portrait, and likeness for the purpose of publicizing the LJI Publication and the Work, pursuant to the rights granted above.

Oh, HAIL no.