Five themes:
1. Work-Safety First
2. High Weirdness by Male (title courtesy of Ratatosk)
3. Fortean Phenomena
4. Broken Images
5. Fnord
Let me know what you think.
Updated: Second drafts, now with red Gregorian weekends.
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3177 Calendar Rough Drafts
Calendar Themes
I’m starting work on the 3177 calendar early so I have time to make sure it isn’t super tiny. (Sorry about 3176.)
This year, I thought I’d ask for theme ideas from the community, rather than just winging it and ending up with “Girls of Discordia.” (How unimaginative!) In the absence of any good ideas, I’ll go with nude male models. (Fair is fair.)
Also, Holy Day requests are welcome, but not guaranteed since I’ve already found a lot of them just laying around. (Also: sorry about several misplaced holy days in 3176. Let’s just forget this year ever happened… is happening. Can we forget something that has not yet happened?)
Happy, Girly, Prancy, Sparkly Pink Unicorn
Just knowing that this completely unironically stolen depiction of the atheist’s invisible pink unicorn exists has restored my hope for humanity! Welcome back, goddess worship!
In other news, I’ve been playing with spray-paint in non-ventilated areas.
Jezebel v. The Daily Show
This argument isn’t over until Jon Stewart puts it in his mouth.
Do never blog about Blog Club
I hated that movie. It was long, boringly macho, the plot twist was unbelievable, and the whole ending felt like a forced self-conscious attempt at counter-cultural credibility while maintaining the tropeotypical happy ending.
And the annoying attempt at memery: I am Jack’s pathetic attempt at a metaphor for something that didn’t translate to screen.
Either way, all my matches on OKCupid list Chuck Palahniuk as one of their favorite authors and Wikipedia, in all its glory, fails as a collection of book reviews (except to tell me that he wrote a book about a dismembered girl without a name; yea, real original and edgy and all that hipster shit).
So, let’s talk Chuck. His best? His worst? Is he just a one-trick pony, playing the same tired nihilistic outsider routine over and over? What’s your take on Palahniuk: genius, misogynist, alcoholic?
Is it even worth reading Fight Club so I can figure out if the damn thing makes more sense than that steaming soap puddle of a movie?
(I am Jack’s failed attempts at a cyber social life.)
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