Otterday! And Open Thread.

Today’s Otterday is hosted by this frosty-looking otterfella, who was snapped at Woodland Park Zoo in Seattle and shared by Will Merydith on flickr.

a single very whiskery otter is standing at the edge of a stream, head raised as if sniffing the air or listening. The photo is bluish, giving the appearance of a cold day.

And today’s bonus critter is this amazing seadragon, courtesy of Domingo Diwas.

closeup of a brilliant yellow and blue seadragon swimming across the frame. Yellow sea vegetation  or coral is out of focus in the background.

Please feel free to use this thread to natter about anything your heart desires. Is there anything great happening in your life? Anything you want to get off your chest? Reading a good book (or a bad one)? Anything in the news that you’d like to discuss? What have you created lately? Commiserations, felicitations, temptations, contemplations, speculations?

**Note that this particular thread is dominant-holiday free. Feel free to talk about all the other things you’re doing, any other holidays you’re celebrating this season, or whatever else you like!**

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11 replies

  1. Can’t yell at the kids today, as I have lost my voice #karma. But I am having fun baiting trolls online so that is helping. Plus the kids are much better behaved today and the bulk of the housework is done so I’m in a much better frame of mind today as well. Starting to get hot and humid though so if it doesn’t start raining I think we will decamp to the pool this afternoon, probably with the rest of the population who aren’t already somewhere else on school holidays.

  2. In good news, my PhD application is going well – my potential supervisor want to meet with me! Yay.
    In bad news, I’m worried about a close friend – he’s going through tough times at the moment, bereavement and ill health and falling out with other friends. Not sure how best to support him from the other side of the country.

    • via Jezebel, awesome little girl goes off on a Pink Alley rant in the middle of the store:

      In the video, awesome little kid Riley paces around the doll aisle while trying to figure out why companies are trying to “trick girls into buying the pink stuff instead of stuff that boys want to buy”.
      What really wrecked me (in the best way) was Riley’s completely reasonable and insightful observation that, “Some girls like superheroes, some girls like princesses! Some boys like superheroes, some boys like princesses! So why do all the girls have to buy pink stuff and all the boys have to buy different color stuff?” mainly because I remember being a little kid in the Hot Wheels aisle wondering why I never received those for Christmas, even though I secretly wanted them.

  3. BTW, have spent the last week being even more glad than usual that I haven’t been reading Hugo Schwyzer’s blog, and have scrolled past any comments of his on other blogs, for quite a few years now. I found him way too keen on condesplaining and generally super-entitled, and the latest revelations only confirm everything I thought and more.

  4. Holy shit. Not so much the revelations as the number of feminists (some of whom I like or liked) who seem to be saying that one little attempted murder of a girlfriend, and lie to the police about her suicidal craziness in order to get out of it, shouldn’t be enough to doubt his feminism.

    • It’s been a real eye-opener.
      Look, I can believe that he is truly seeking some sort of redemption, if only to make himself feel better. I just don’t think that he’s going about it in the right way by attempting to build his career as a high profile social justice activist figure, because most of his bad behaviour in the past has been tied up with his authority in his leader/teacher role, so he’s not stepping away from the pattern of dominance, and that raises doubt about the sincerity of his convictions. If he was humbly getting on with doing grass-roots support stuff I’d have a hell of a lot more time for him, but he seems to brag about his bad boy days, and I find that rather repulsive.

  5. Moving is officially too much stress for us. Official. With a stamp and everything. We got our stress stamp trying to sort through our book collection for giveaways with a two year old sad for lack of attention.
    And unfortunately this doesn’t mean the move is off, either.

  6. *offers Mary a virtual plate of triple-chocolate brownies*

  7. Hugs, Mary.

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