Woman’s last stand
My boyfriend carries my lipbalm, I make him separate the recycling and put his underwear in the basket. I watch his vampire TV shows with him and he still makes me watch Mall Cop. When I get angry at him it usually is that time of the month. I’m only worth 75c to every man’s dollar because one day I will put my career on hold and raise children. And I expect I will love my children, not resent their father for their existence.
I actually love this spoof ad, probably because I’m not a very good feminist. Also because it has made a bunch of male bloggers angry, and they have become the assholes this ad portrays them to be.
At the end of the day boys buy cars to impress girls, and really neither your wife or the younger mistress is going to be impressed by a Dodge Charger.
Valentines day & one year living together
Crepes with “peaches poached in port” & raspberry lemonade
My two favourite colored roses out of the six colours I got (none were red so not tacky). Turns out flowers are VERY cheap on Valentines Day after 3pm.
New Mozart album in the background with a lovely yellow cover. Got it free with other from my Dad’s work.
Terrible photos of chicken breast covered in Turkish simmered beans and Moroccan potatoes, with pink iced cupcakes for dessert.
Horsies & whether vegans are right about all animal cruelty
Carnival Horses by Kareena
James’ dad runs one of the big race courses in Auckland so when we were there I got to go in and pat the horses. It was damn awesome. I always thought horse racing was cruel, because vegans always tell you it is and compare it to dog fighting. But equines are actually very competitive and they love running really fast and getting the praise of being the best. Gambling is still bad in my books as is whipping horses or putting them down just because they make no money for you. The horses I met were well looked after and while happy to be petted were looking forward to getting out on the tracks.
Also according to PETA idealism, it’s cruel to cage birds, well the little tweeters hate being anywhere else. Outside there is the threat of giant crows and the neightbours cat so who wants to be there when you are safe in your nest? Admittedly their cage is longer than they care to fly and having them in something smaller may be mean. Even Andrew Bird who we have had since he was a baby will fly straight back to the cage everytime we take him out.
So if some birds are happy to be in cages and some horses happy to race, what is cruel? Clubbing Seals?
Research has shown that when the hakapik is used correctly the seals die quickly and painlessly and we’re not running out of seals like we are whales. So what’s the problem? One issue is people who are not educated in how to use the hakapik correctly which causes prolonged pain for the animals. But instead of educating, animal rights groups rally against fur wearers >
There is one explanation to why seal clubbing is a prominent cruelty issue. I mean seriously who would you rather have on your poster?
There certainly are instances of animal cruelty which need to be dealt to, but try and look at it from another perceptive. My mother used to pity the Polar bears in the Auckland zoo, because it surely isn’t cold enough for them, and yet scientists are now predicting the north pole to be gone in summer 2013 > which means the only polar bears left will be those in a zoo.
I honestly wish we’d kept some mammoths in a zoo to breed!
Romance
As a house warming gift James got me a book called The Classic Era of American Comics which I used to have on permanent loan from the public library when I was in 7th form. There is a really cool comic in it which was the muse for my painting class. The book was an awesome present, but what he gave me for our anniversary was even better:
(The comic from the book painted by the guy who also did this > and the photo doesn’t really do it justice it’s huge!).
My gift for him was a whale watching cruise in Port Stephens, there were Humpbacks, dolphins and we got to feed giant pelicans as well as going to this place where you stand in a pool with sharks and sting rays and feed them shrimps. It was a good weekend and it’s been a good year.
Swiming with a liger of the sea
Today I met this weird creature, half bottle nose dolphin + half false killer whale aptly named a “wholphin”. I honestly didn’t know what to think when I saw it… how does something like this come into being?
Most hybrid animals are sterile but this girl gave birth to three pups, the latest of which is the only one to have survived. I got to jump in a pool and play with her, even ride on her tummy around the pool (holding onto her flippers). James wanted to do that as well but she wouldn’t pick him up until she got a kiss from me. It was pretty awesome. She chuckled heaps in a weird deeper than usual dolphin voice when James tried to give her a kiss. Apparently she’s a bit shy around boys.
Lessig on my favourite TV show… four years ago
When James found out that our flatmate had the first season of West Wing on DVD he decided it was imperative that I watch it. Our relationship could only survive if I loved it a much as he did. So we watched it and I liked it. I can not describe how ecstatic he was the next night when I asked if we could watch the second episode.
Three months and five and a half seasons later, I felt that same joy… OMGOSH it’s Lawrence Lessig on West Wing! Probably not my pick for an actor, but I guess West Wing is set in Back to the Future, where most things except Donna’s turtleneck jumpers are timeless.
Professor on the show:
And so is “fame” made: My story is on the West Wing because I was at Harvard — not because the brilliance of my intervention had been noted and reviewed, but because I was teaching talented kids who would prove to be important. Indeed, so has the most important of my “fame” been made: Did Justice Jackson pick me to be his special master because he had determined I was the perfect mix of Holmes and Ed Felten? No, I was picked because I was a Harvard Law Professor teaching the law of cyberspace. Remember: So is “fame” made.
My heart is beating like a drum
Rather awesome series of ads, which remind me of James singing Emiliana Torrini’s song which for him goes “my heart is beating like a drum, drum, drum, is goes a boom-de-boom”.
From Euro RSCG Switzerland courtesy of ibelieveinadv.
New Vinyl
Have been listening to our new vinyl today. James got his favourite R.E.M. record for his birthday, and I have recently purchased Cat Stevens – Tea for the Tillerman, The Shins – Oh Introverted World, Feist – The Reminder and Broken Social Scene – You Forgot it in People. However they always skip when I put them on 
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