I don't care what my sister says, there's no such thing as too much Ani.
Realized I hadn't read any of Bruce Sterling's Viridian Notes recently, when a vaguely Viridian-sounding story showed up at Me-Phi-Me. This is because I never bothered signing up for the list, and would only read them when Ellis re-posted them on the WEF.
Clearly, this is no longer an option.
I will therefore be catching up on several of them at a time, every few months. I'm on far too many mailing lists as it is, even if Margaret Cho and Meg Lee Chin's announcements-only offerings are few and always informative. And it's not a fetish, so shut up.
Driving this point home rather effectively -- the one about mailing lists, please do try to keep up -- are the months of unread messages from OUTiL sitting in the copy of Eudora on this laptop.
OUTiL is open to lesbian, gay, bisexual, dyke, queer, homosexual, etc. linguists and their friends. The only requirement is that you be willing to be out to everyone on the list as glb(-friendly); it's sort of like wearing a pink triangle.The name can be pronounced in English, to rhyme with "shout'll", or in French, anglicized if you wish to something like "ooh, *teal*". Yes, in the latter case it means 'tool'.
Unread messages from 1997-98, mind. Set up a filter, let them pile up, realized this, unsubscribed, and. . . well, a normal person would delete them. But I feel this would be rude, and am planning on going through them at some point. When I'm trapped on an International flight with no 'net access perhaps.
And the airline better have standard American outlets on the flight, since the battery only holds about 20 minutes of charge.
Not my fault she didn't snag the domain, and someone else with the same name did. You snooze, you lose.
You realize, of course, that this means war....
Shouldn't you be working on a nice romance novel right now?
Laugh it up, fuzz ball.
Signed up for any good mailing lists lately?
This is going to get really ugly and really entertaining for the rest of us isn't it? Please?
Ugly and entertaining? That sounds like our family in a nutshell. But it won't get really ugly until I get our mother involved.
Mwah ha ha!
Karen, the only thing keeping me from siccing the actual erotica authors on your pathetic, bodice-ripping arse is the fact that the fight between Heather and Catherine on Saturday was singularly unimpressive.
As for mailing lists, I have no interest in the wanderings of lesbians to random bars in Chicago. There are only five of you anyway.
And I'm telling mom you started it. Brat.
Michelle, I have no idea what you're talking about.
Hey now.
I had a sports injury on Saturday. Otherwise I would have kung-fued her into meek submission, I assure you.
Cage Match! Two Hawkinses Enter, One Hawkins Leaves!!
Pass the popcorn, somebody!
Um, hello, there are *six* of us, not five.
And you started it. Middle child.
oooh the middle child. Should have known.
Michelle, you want some of this?
Karen, Eve&Jessica count as one person as far as I'm concerned. I mean, really, watching Ken Burns' "The Civil War" together. Ewww.
Garrity, forget the popcorn, pass the Courvoisier.
Heather, shouldn't you have remembered the injury before you tried to put Catherine through the Spanish announce table?
Fuck, I'm too late to grab the tickets concession. Hope there's still a seat (even if I'll only need the edge).
Pass the popcorn, garrity!
Mind you, referee "Blind" Hanne Blank here got taken out about five minutes into the fight.
And the fight only lasted about thirty seconds.
Does WWFE still sell those "J.O.B. Squad" t-shirts?
No, no... never too much Ani. I'm starting to think there can never be too much Aaron, either.
Thanks. But even I sometimes think there's such a thing as too much Aaron.
Have you seen Ani's dvd? Righteous Babe must not be bribing the stores enough, because I never see copies in prominent places, and never remember to look for it. . .