Well, it's a light BDSM romance and the author wrote "he twisted her fingers" but his hands were on her breasts, hence the comment.

I got a $13 bottle of Sauternes from TJ's. It's not as wonderful as the fancy bottle my gay Bostonian old-money prof intro'd me too in grad school, but it's still yummy. I can't open a whole bottle to drink on occasionally at night or else it goes bad before I drink it, so I figured Sauternes is a sipping wine, so it'd be a good call, and I felt like wine.

The Burroughs Mars books WERE misgynistic; Robert Heinlein LOVED them.

God bless all of you. I realize you are not puppets to command, but it makes me feel less alone. Tonight is harder than last night.

Shotgun mics: [link]

Huh. I never knew that's what they were called.

The Burroughs Mars books WERE misgynistic; Robert Heinlein LOVED them.

Nominee for Best Use of a Semicolon.

Because it's all about implying things.

Incidentally, someone commented on the John Carter series as a "what these people need is honky" thing. I think Edgar Ric Burroughs, though he may not have invented that, certainly epitomized it. Tarzan - honky in Africa, slaughters an entire tribe in revenge for killing his foster-mother. (Phillip Jose Farmer once called Tarzan "Genocide John". )And didn't Burroughs do a hollow earth book? (explorers with shotguns vs. dinosaurs!) I think when it came to ERB, books not based on the premise that "what these people need is a honky" were the exception.

I got a new cat box today -- cleaning and bleaching the old one was not cutting it, it was so old -- but I am not going out to the outside trash can to get rid of the old one in the rainy damp. I will do it first thing tomorrow, I promise.

I DID give the cats nip, so they are stoned and uncaring.

I trimmed Arthur (the dog's) claws today, and accidently cut too deep on one. It bled, and I felt awful.

Debet, that was not an implication; it was an indictment.

Maria, I am happily your puppet tonight. If you were on Skype, you could make me do all kinds of fooliish stuff to make you happy.

See? I just totally flashed you!

[edit - Edgar Rice Burroughs racism I mean] Umm, in addition to the misogyny,

{{{{Maria}}}} We love you. We’re here.

Huh. I never knew that's what they were called.

It’s amazing what spending most of the past seven years surrounded by sound designers will do to you. ND et al often joke that I could fake a sound design at this point.

On second thought, that might have terrified you.

Naw, I lost weight -- my tits look GREAT!