OTOH, Mallory just rotated his pacifier in his mouth, like an airplane propellor, using only his tongue. That's going to make him popular someday.

Ahahahahahaha!!!

My theory on this "success rate" is that the stigma for divorce is even higher in cultures with arranged marriages

I imagine the expecations are different as well. So many divorces seem based on "we're different people, we just don't love each other anymore" and in an arranged marriage that second one is just not a factor.

one point this book made is that people, if left to their own devices, tend to pick partners that match their expectations of what a love relationship is, and often those are fucked-up expectations. Like, "people I love always criticize me" or "people I love always hit me" or similar.

That is VERY interesting.

Wow. ALL the Buffista girlbabies will be fighting over him in 17 years or so.

Sure, but ita has swords and stuff.

I have piles of work yet to do, but how can I be expected to work when Woman of the Year is on TCM?

It has the hook I can never, ever resist: smart, snarky guy falls for smart, witty dame *because* of her smarts.

Plus, he woos her with a baseball game -- there's no way I could ever resist that.

I don't think you can reasonably be expected to resist, Teppy.

Personally, I am doing something useful by finally installing my LaCie hard drive AND using it to back up everything. The fact that I am also rewatching Scooby road and Hustle instead of cleaning is irrelevant.

OTOH, Mallory just rotated his pacifier in his mouth, like an airplane propellor, using only his tongue. That's going to make him popular someday.

Ha! So freakin' cute.

I'm currently inconsolable. Christopher tried to cut Owen's hair while I slept in this morning and it looks like Owen did it himself. At my horrified look, C said, "I thought it looked pretty good." This from the man who has complained about the look of all three of the professional haircuts I've gotten for the boy.

The bangs are WAAAAAAAY too short---AND UNEVEN. And there is a bald patch on one side. One side is extremely shorter than the other. The back looks OK, I guess. But I have to take this kid out in public like this!

The bangs are WAAAAAAAY too short---AND UNEVEN. And there is a bald patch on one side. One side is extremely shorter than the other. The back looks OK, I guess. But I have to take this kid out in public like this!

Cashmere, an actual barber did something similar to Ben, once. The bangs were at an incline and way too short. You could always take him for a whiffle this week. It'll grow out pretty fast.

OTOH, Mallory just rotated his pacifier in his mouth, like an airplane propellor, using only his tongue. That's going to make him popular someday.

My little cousin used to do this; it was adorable. We used to put in his pacifier upside down just to make him turn it around.

Poor, Owen. Quick-growing~ma for his hair.

I just got back from breakfast with thessaly and Victor. It was much fun, and then I went exploring some of the roads in my neighborhood. I found where they are hiding the fast food!

If it helps, remind yourself that what it actually means is that it makes them feel inadequate - same with the books and computer, I'd guess. They don't understand it, so it makes them feel like you're choosing something else over them. People are scared of what they don't understand, and it makes them defensive, and it's much easier to just turn that around and make it about you. But it's really not.

I think that's probably it. It's a theme with them, though. The fact that I'm agnostic means I think everyone else is stupid for believing in God. On some days, I also think I'm better than God. Which doesn't make much sense for an agnostic person to think. But hey! My family is not with the sense-making.

I dreamed I danced with Jack Nicholson. He was taller than I expected.

The fact that I'm agnostic means I think everyone else is stupid for believing in God.

You might want to amend this statement, or some of your biggest fans are going to stab you in the head with a fondue fork.

We had our end of season party yesterday for the Triple A team. Our manager Elliott hosted it at his house. Now, I knew Elliot was a high-powered and driven attorney but I did not quite grasp how successful Elliot was at his job until we got to his house.

It's way up in the Berkeley hills where the higher you go, the more expensive it is, and the more spectacular the view (you're looking directly down onto the Bay and SF and the GG Bridge). He's on the last street before Tilden Park. (As high as you can go.) It's well - not a mansion - but a many many million dollar place. I mean, JZ's Dad (who owns his own succesful business) has a very very nice house in the Oakland Hills, but it's not a patch on this.

It had one of those Architectural Digest interiors with the big curving staircase, the wall-sized plasma TV screen, hot tub in the sculpted rock garden with the waterfall. Like that. There were a fair amount of dropped jaws among the parents.

Kids had fun. Had to drag Emmett out of there by the heels.

You might want to amend this statement, or some of your biggest fans are going to stab you in the head with a fondue fork.

I don't understand what I'm supposed to amend.