More on Vitalogy later; for now, I thought I’d introduce you to the Ladies’ Handbook of Home Treatment, which I’ll feature more excerpts from as time goes on. (Note the new tag – “old books”). The Ladies’ Handbook was published… Read More ›
relationships
All our relationships, not just partnerings
Saturday Stuff.
What I’m reading: Canada’s Chronicle Herald reports that Jenny Dionne paid a cover charge at her regular bar the Dome, had one drink, then nipped out for a smoke. She was refused re-entry under the “No Fat Chicks” rule. Trendwatching.com… Read More ›
She’s a floorwaxer and a dessert topping!
Unilever, Unilever, Unilever. The company that brought us the marketing triumphs of Slimfast formula for fatties, and Lynx/Axe perfumed men’s body products. Now Unilever had rebranded hair-product range Suave for the noughties, with their “Pretty Mommy Movement” (retch). The catchphrases?… Read More ›
Monday Paintblogging
I’m feeling way too sick to write anything much (stupid lungs), so I bring you – more kid art. Chroma Kidz washable paint on Reflex A4.
Friday fun: A day at home
The lad’s not quite 100% today, and we’ve kicked back at home with some movies, popcorn, and a box of drawing tools. He decided to draw a pageful of “monsters”. And here it is. Caption by the lad: “A scary… Read More ›
So, is it OK?
crossposted at Feministe Jessica, Amanda, Twisty and Violet Socks (and Melissa too!)have all written about this article: Is it OK to Demand Anal Sex?. The picture accompanying the article is odiously twee and threatening simultaneously, and as virtually every respondent… Read More ›
Where the wild political parodies are
My ISP hates me and I can’t hardly browse anything at the moment. Luckily I have siblings with computers who also have kids whose cuteness is second only to mine own sprogs’ cuteness who can be blogged about. Image credit:… Read More ›
Whatever game that’s in aid of, you can play it on your own
Scene: Chez togmob, master bedroom, early hours. The senior togmobbers are engaged in lustful pursuits, when mr tog reaches playfully into the bedside drawer, and flourishingly extracts A SHOEHORN. tigtog: Eep! mr tog: oh.. er.. um.. not what I meant… Read More ›
Work/Life/Family Balance in NSW
On a day dominated by the media attempting to beat up a story about NSW Premier Morris Iemma taking time off to spend the school holidays with his young children, another story got hardly any traction. Both stories tie into… Read More ›
It’s not just the moustache
This guest post is by Helen on the Cast Iron Balcony. Aaaaaaargh! It’s (gag) happened! Elizabeth and the dweeby, creepy, moustached Anthony have finally realised that each other is their Only Trew Love, and they’re going at it like… well,… Read More ›
Hoyden About Town 