Tom, you may end up marrying megan's dad. IJS.

If Tom brings my father back from the dead just to go on a date, I think we can safely claim it to be both the most pathetic and most awesome blind date ever.

OK, but that egg study doesn't control for anything--at the end of the article it's like "Men who ate more eggs were also, older, fatter, drank more, smoked more, and were less likely to exercise". So, SHOCKER that they died more, right? Maybe if you're in shape and exercising and not smoking, you can eat all the eggs you want!

Like the NY Times story the other day about the tough toll of blogging, citing as evidence a 60 year old man dying of a heart attack.

Tom, you may end up marrying megan's dad. IJS.

If Tom brings my father back from the dead just to go on a date, I think we can safely claim it to be both the most pathetic and most awesome blind date ever.

Creepy, unexpectedly homosexual, yet exhilarating! I predict wackiness will ensue.

(Tom, I'm well aware that you're neither gay nor a necromancer [....at least, I don't *think* you're a necromancer]; I just couldn't resist the juxtaposition of your blind date and megan's dad's story.)

I wish someone would set me up on a blind date.

Huh. I just realised that I can't set you up on a blind date. I no longer have that NY hookup. ::pokes around recesses of brain:: No, I think I don't. But I totally would have set you up if R hadn't moved!

I was just reading more bits on brain disease and art, and the bios have, unsurprisingly, tales of mental decline. Oh, so depressing. Must focus back on work, dammit.

Let me just say: great movie, sucksuckSUCKASS book. Horribly racist as well as poorly written.

Huh. I loved the book, thought the movie was pretty good, and thought the movie was MUCH more racist than the book.

Huh. I loved the book, thought the movie was pretty good, and thought the movie was MUCH more racist than the book.

It's been a long time since I read it, but this was pretty much my impression as well.

I read it for the first time when I was in sixth grade, and about three or four more times since then. Last time I read it was about a year or two ago, I think. A few things that come to mind right now: the portrayal of Prissy in the book makes her seem a lot less infantilized, since in the book it's pointed out a whole bunch of times that she is a child. When Scarlett gets to Atlanta and her relatives see that Prissy is the one taking care of Wade, their response is basically, "Are you nuts? She's just a child herself, how can you leave your son in her care?" And yeah, she's flighty and scatter-brained, but she's a kid. I'd say she seems like somewhere between 10 and 12 or so. In the movie, they give her pretty much all the same lines and actions, but the actress playing her looks at least 15.

Also, in the movie, the scene where Ashley and Rhett and all the other white Atlanta men go to burn down the black shantytown where Scarlett was attacked really makes it seem like "Scarlett screwed up, and now the men are doing the right thing by going to fix it." "Fixing it" by burning down the houses of and possibly killing a whole town, when only one man attacked her. In the book, we get much more of the perspective that it's a completely pointless gesture of trying to do what a "Southern gentleman" would do in a world where they haven't realized yet that the old rules can't apply anymore.

But I totally would have set you up if R hadn't moved!

Thanks for the thought, though.

I wish someone would set me up on a blind date.

I have a good friend here (actually, Miss P's mom, the one I saw give birth) who would dearly love to set me up on a blind date. However, she knows I'd kill her if she did. She still makes tenative forays and sighs when I give her the look. If you were in B'more, I'd sic her on you. I almost feel bad for thwarting her inner matchmaker. Almost.

I'm sure some of my lack of interest is the whole hates-change thing, but I don't look too closely anymore. Which sounds bad, somehow. Oh well.

I just finished setting up my new desk. Holds all the stuff my old desk held, but way more organized and in less space. And much prettier and goes better with my other furniture. Plus, it let me rearrange some cables so could eliminate one extension cord and have way less of a cord tangle. I now just need to buy a new lamp, because rearranging the furniture moved the lamp further away from the corner, so I need a bit more light there.