Friend of Shapely Prose Elysia (who writes the blog Born That Way) is an evolutionary biologist, and she had some choice words for the latest dude to use evolutionary psychology as an explanation for why he believes seriously douchey things about women. Please give Elysia a warm welcome. -- Kate My friend Sweet Machine brought a… Continue reading Guest Blogger Elysia: Evo Psych and Icky Girls
...in which I write some things other than "Hey, I'm not going to post for a while." Specifically, some reasons why I haven't been posting and probably still won't for a bit. 1) Two nights ago, a spider got up my pajama pant leg while I slept, got trapped around the knee, and left me… Continue reading A Post
So yeah, I was off on the return date by nearly a week. Sorry about that. For those of you who don't know, I've quit writing for Broadsheet -- last Friday was my last day. I was a bit burned out on daily ladyblogging, and I want to get working on a new book. (No,… Continue reading Another non-post
We know you're not going on a diet this year, so what ARE you going to do in 2010? Or what aren't you going to do? Or whatever. Happy new year!
So, three of us have colds, one of us is out of town and indisposed, and the other one hates you all. (Kidding. Mostly.) Until we're back into blogging shape, have some links. I wrote about Lincoln University requiring fat students to take a "Fitness for Life" course before they can graduate here. I've got… Continue reading Some Stuff
Long-time Shapelings know that we are big fans of PostSecret. If you haven't been there yet, check it out -- it's an amazing project. I loved one of the secrets posted today: [A pointillist painting: Georges Seurat's Esquisse d'ensemble [sketch for a larger work, presumably Un dimanche après-midi à l'Île de la Grande Jatte], with… Continue reading Up close
That has been my entire week. Since my first post about it here got a lot of responses, I figured I'd share everything I've been doing on it in one place. (Trigger warnings on pretty much all of it.) But before I get to that incredibly depressing shit, please go watch Chris Rock going off… Continue reading Polanski, Polanski, Polanski