Friday, February 27, 2009

Facebook

"A sadness tinged with arousal."

Monday, February 23, 2009

Guantánamo

The Guantánamo Testimonials Project.

"The goals of this project are to gather testimonies of prisoner abuse in Guantánamo, to organize them in meaningful ways, to make them widely available online, and to preserve them there in perpetuity."

Incredible.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Irresponsible Uteruses...er Uteri? Uterususus?

While Chris and I are not currently mature enough to have kids we do talk about one day adopting. We also know that it's gonna cost us a chunk of change and assume there will be small battles to be allowed to even adopt. Then I see these wackos dropping kids outta their their vajajas and I want to scream. Maybe I have uteri envy who knows but I feel that it is irresponsible to bring so many kids into the world and not have the means to support and care for them. I don't care what Octo-pussy says, I feel that it is nearly impossible to care for 16 kids...especially when they are all under 8. Chris says we can't have kid but we end up supporting those ones anyways. 

Monday, February 9, 2009

Make your own superhero


Go here to make your own.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Memorial

Sorry I've been negligent in my posting. Its been a busy, emotionally draining week at work. There is a memorial this Saturday and I've had to meet almost everyday with the family to discuss memorial materials. Memorials are always tough for me, they make me sad, but this one is really hitting me in the gut. Their son died in a helicopter accident in (fucking) Iraq, he was 32 (and adorable.) When parents bury their children there are always a ton of tears and I have cried every time this week after they leave my office...ugh. I even teared up when designing the program with his picture and really nice poem.

I'm not really sure why this one is messing with my head more than others. I do at least one memorial a month. Maybe its because he was only 2 years younger than I am, maybe because he was cute, maybe because the parents are extra kind, maybe because the man cried first (something about seeing a dad cry that makes me extra sad,) maybe because he died in in a stupid war, maybe because you could see the pain on their faces....I don't know but I finish up today. They expect over 900 for the memorial, so I have quite a bit left to do and then I can let go.