Hiatus… not.

Posted By on February 24, 2005 at 5:23 pm

I’m not on hiatus, or sabbatical, or vacation, or anything of the sort. I’ve simply been uninspired.
Actually, that’s not quite right. I am inspired — there are plenty of things I’d like to say — but I seem to have some version of writer’s block. Shouting poorly-crafted slogans is about all I’m capable of this week, it seems, and that’s hardly what I’d call good writing. It’s certainly not worth memorializing with a post here.
[OTOH, if I were a lefty bomb-thrower, poorly-crafted slogans would be my stock-in-trade.]
As one who has done rather a lot of rather good academic and technical writing (my professors and customers thought so, at least) I’ve rarely been unable to gather my thoughts in written form. Indeed, I’m usually far better at communicating serious thoughts in writing than via the spoken word… probably because in over two dozen years of adult life I have mostly lived the life of a hermit, crowded barracks and apartments notwithstanding.
So when I can’t string together intelligent commentary despite my sincere desire to do so [Ward Churchill, I’m looking at you] it’s like a mental version of my periodically recurring back injury — when bedridden, I can only watch the world go by my window, but not participate.
That stinks.

Absurdity Illustrated

Posted By on February 21, 2005 at 4:26 pm

While reporting on the “serious” problem of “Mommy Madness” — the inability of some modern urban women to cope with the pressures associated with trying to be über-careerist while simultaneously dealing with the motherhood stresses borne by, well, all of their progenitors — Iowahawk brushes against one of my pet peeves: bad and/or hyper-trendy baby names.

Along with her children – Cheyenne, 11, Dakota, 7, F-150 Crewcab, 6, and Brandon, 4 — Pearsall regularly visits Winn-Dixies and dirt tracks throughout North Florida to raise awareness.

**—SNORT—**
Dang. Another keyboard dead before its time.
The whole thing is a hoot, and highly recommended.
(Via Ian S.)