i give a rat's ass about book club

And I give a rat's ass about the people in it!

If this blog is dying a slow and apathetic death,I might suggest that is because we are not sharing the true essence of the blog's purpose. Things that really move us. not just tirades about what pisses us off, or links to other people's thoughts - but more importantly the moments that move us. The quiet shy thoughts that we otherwise might not share with each other. A lily in a shaft of sunlight the colour of Squishy's hair. A strange and powerful use of typography that makes me think of Po. Watching a group of runners stretch that makes me wonder if Duder is pounding the pavement somewhere. The really too lengthy discussion about how to break me of my deeply ingrained habit of two spaces at the beginning of a sentence that makes me wonder if Lady A cares about such things. And what's the deal with Skyhammer's cheese phobia?

Maybe if we focus the content of this blog not on what we give a rat's ass about but on about how we give a rat's ass about each other? Sharing what happens to us in moving thru the world each day that makes us think each other? Whadda think? Maybe this blog should be about just that. Why we give a rat's ass about each other and the things that we encounter in our lives that startle us and energize us in that we think "xxx" would love that! I would love to know what, in the course of your travels makes you think of me. Wouldn't you like to know what makes me think of you?

Strangely, I give a Rat's Ass about British Pub closures. Why smoky beery bars filled with brit's of all ages appeals to the romantic in me, I couldn't really say. But gosh the idea of them disappearing is concerning. I mean where are the Brits going to drink? Wine bars? Home? At least it was sort of a community playing together thing instead of fragmenting apart. On that note will drink beer and eat fish and chips soon.

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/food_and_drink/article5890545.ece

Good shit

I give a rat's ass for Cornershop's "When I Was Born for the 7th Time".
It's super awesome and it's keeping me up past my bedtime.

Things that give you pause

I give a rat's ass about caregivers.
One of the most positive things that I have seen in a lot of days was the physically disabled man that came in to Starbucks today. He came in with the aid of a friend or a caregiver who was infinitely patient getting him out of the car, through the deep bank of snow and into the coffee shop. I overhead their conversation and this man was unfailingly cheerful and uplifting. It was the disabled man's fiftieth birthday. He looked much younger, but his body was strangely hunched over and he was very unsteady, even with the aid of his walker.
After they had their coffee and treat, and discussed whether or not he was going to wear a suit (to his birthday party, I presupposed), he got up and shuffled towards the door. It was very cold outside today and he didn't have the mechanical skills to do up the zipper on his jacket and he motioned and called for his friend to help him. I watched as his friend came over and saw that split second before he did up his friend's zipper. That two second span when the man lifted one hand up from his walker and patted the other guy on the shoulder and grinned as he came to his aid.
They painstakingly made their way back to the car, leaving me with a myriad of questions.
Fundamentally, I am thankfully that people like them exist. I had actually finished reading an article in the Globe about how "affordable" genome sequencing had become before this event transpired.
I don't want "Gattaca".
I (we?) need to be reminded of all that we have, and all that we can aspire to.

I give a rat's ass about planeteater

Yay for planeteater, who introduced me to nanowrimo and by her example gave me the courage to try it. A big earth mother hug for planeteater!

The Adventures of Benjamin Skyhammer and the Squirrel Spider Squad. It may not be good, it may have many spelling mistakes and errors of logic, and no coherence whatsoever...but I wrote it! If you want to check it out go to www.interimtitle.blogspot.com. Try not cringe too much when you read it...

How many times can you say 'prostate' in one day?

So far, I've said it at least 20 times. And that's before 9:30am! It's going to be a good day. I give a rats ass about...wait, no never mind.