Test thought I was twenty eight, and it can't even see my preternaturally perky breasts.

Actually, I'm in an email chain with my sister and another anthropologist at the university--li'l sis was asked to appear on a women's radio show about "fake women". And, because she is my sister (I think it can all be traced back to that) she came down on the side of "No, who are *you* to attribute virtue or lack thereof to shaved legs or horsehair weaves." I would have called in (to Jamaica) if I hadn't been working too hard during that half hour. But part of her point was "are you saying we shouldn't wear bras, then?"

Even the Rastas, who have a metric of "real" for women are still making aesthetic choices. Very few don't train their dreads.

I'm not done reading this either, but it's so beautiful it makes me sad: the mythology of homeless Miami pre-teens. That's some hardcore shit, man.

I'm pretty sure taking the click test would just make me depressed, so I'm not gonna.

Here's a FB status you don't see everyday:

Moonlighting as a primate surgeon this am

Cholecystectomy on a Francois Langur monkey.

ETA: and I just looked up what that is. Strix has some company this week.

ETAA: Friend posting is actually a transplant surgeon in La Jolla, so it's for real.

The test was off by almost two decades for me.

ita !, chrome gave me a huge honking red malware alert when I clicked on the link.

{{{Buffistas}}}

Is that the twinkie value proposition?

Yes, Twinkies are filled with disgusting sweet white stuff. Calling it frosting would be an insult to frosting.

That test thinks I'm 20 years younger than I am. I wish the ability to click rapidly translated to otherwise feeling younger.

Sigh. I need more drinking buddies. Only reliable one is out of town.

COME TO SF

we will go drinking with you

Jesse, for some reason Good Stuff won't let me submit twice, so here's the other link I wanted to send: [link]

ita !, chrome gave me a huge honking red malware alert when I clicked on the link.

The Harvard link? I got nothing. Including trust for Google's decisions about websites, since it's still trying to access a page called : on buffistas.net.

COME TO SF

we will go drinking with you

Okay! But that won't help with tonight.