Friday, October 31, 2014
Saturday, July 19, 2014
It's been a while, I know. If you'd like to see some of what I've been up to recently, you can check out my T-shirt shop or my new blog. In the T-shirt shop you will find whimsy and magic, printed on a variety of fine products. In the blog, you will find an assortment of dragons, mandalas, and other designs.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
If you simply don't have enough Dragon in your life, there's a remedy!
First, of course you can always check out my other Blogger blogs, including my book review blog, Dragon's Library, or, for a more potent shot of Dragon, dip into my microfiction blog, Raincoat Flashers.
Want if you want to see Dragon in print? You can order a copy of the January 2011 issue of Bards and Sages Quarterly, a lovely publication that includes my short story, "Spin Free," along with some more great speculative fiction. My first published piece was a semi-professional sale! How about that?
Still not enough? How about a whole novel? That's right, now you can actually read one of my many unpublished novels on inkpop.com It's called The Final Flavor and it's about eating disorders, teen sex, mad scientists, love, betrayal, and a very unusual fetish.
Inkpop is new terrain for me. This site encourages writers to upload their work, which is evaluated by the community. Every month, the top 5 manuscripts are sent directly to the editors at HarperCollins. It's a great web 2.0 idea. The mss are all YA books and the users are mostly teens, so you can get actual feedback from the actual intended readers of your work. If you do take a look at my book and enjoy it, why not create a profile, leave me some feedback, and recommend my novel? You may help me achieve my dream!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Many trolls do not believe in much, other than their right to excoriate others for a lark.
Friday, December 3, 2010
After a few rounds of dreidel, many of the kids, unfamiliar with the concept of gambling at their tender age, had the same complaint: This game isn’t fair.
It’s a game of chance, with no skill involved. No, it’s not fair. And, I would argue, the actual playing of the game is not relevant.
What’s the connection of the dreidel game to the Hanuka holiday? When the Israelites were living under Syrian occupation, they were forbidden from studying Torah. Like girls in Afghanistan who pretended their schools were sewing circles whenever the Taliban dropped by, the Israelites found an innocuous cover story for their gatherings. “Study? Why no, officer. We’re just playing this delightful game of chance in which the outcome of a spinning top’s fall determines the redistribution of our meager resources.”
I have my own peculiar take on gambling, forged in a childhood where gambling was the nucleus of the biggest family secret. In a nutshell, I think betting on anything is stupid. And I think a children’s game in which kids are given money (or, in our case M&Ms) and told to gamble for the sake of their cultural heritage, is more stupid. For the most part, we were only playing to fill the time before the sufganyot were done, after which the M&Ms would be sticky with jelly and we’d eat the pot.
The Maccabees and that crowd weren’t really playing dreidel. They were just hiding their true intentions. Hanuka’s not about money or presents. It’s about studying. Aside from the acronym on modern dreidels, the four letter mnemonic that stands for the Hebrew phrase translated as, “A great miracle happened there,” there’s not much that’s interesting or educational about an actual game of dreidel.
My advice? This year, forget the disappointing game that causes some kids to lose all their money to some other kid. Instead, teach your kids about civil disobedience. Explain to them the incredible privilege that is freedom of information. Reveal to them the great lengths to which various people have historically gone to obtain an education that has been denied them by a stubborn and corrupt society.
Also, teach them that gambling is stupid.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
My boyfriend recently purchased a stick of all-natural deodorant, made of natural mineral salts and ammonium alum. It's a good alternative for those who worry about the safety of antiperspirant (some research suggests a link between those chemicals and Alzheimer's or cancer; some people are allergic to standard products) or if you just don't like the scent of other deodorants.
The company that produces Crystal Body Deodorant claims that the product neutralizes the bacteria that cause body odor. The product works well, can be used by men or women, and does not leave a mess on your black T-shirt if you accidentally combine the two. There is no problem with Crystal Body Deodorant.
Their logo, however, is hysterical.
So check it out. We've got a man and a women. They appear to be naked. That's cool--it's a unisex hygiene product, so that makes sense. The woman's face is lighted, but the man appears only in silhouette. But women are prettier than man, right? The man is flexing his prodigious bicep. The couple are holding what must be a stick of the product. And it looks more or less like the lady is helping the man apply deodorant to his underarm.
Does this guy need help applying his deodorant? Is the women trying to tactfully tell him he stinks? If he's a bodybuilder, isn't he already aware of the effects of sweat? or am I perhaps in the minority of relationships where the woman does not help the man put on deodorant?
Most pressing question: how did these models keep a straight face during the shoot?
I don't know. What this picture is meant to communicate is uncertain. But it was too good to keep to myself.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
"Members of Iran's Kocholoha (small ones) soccer team attend a practice session in Tehran"
Pretty much no information about this team, at least none I could find. Everyone on the team is a little person, the team has existed for 2 years, and they are going to play an establish team of little soccer players from Brazil. Here's another pic:
Also, Little People, Big World just started its final season. I probably only watched a dozen episodes, none in the last couple years. Little people aside, it was still a reality show. But, for a reality show, it wasn't bad. Zach probably needs a break from his dad, anyway.