Kteela and I went to see Lewis Black tonight.

This is one of the best pictures in the world. Here 90-year-old Keiko Fukuda, the world's highest-ranking female judo master, demonstrates a throw on pupil Vicki Trent [currently the highest-ranking student in Fukuda's judo club]. (via scullion.net)


I was here last weekend. Doing this.

Also this:









(Photos: Jill Corrall)

While in SF, I also picked up two books I love: Linda Gregg's Too Bright to See and Alma, and Nelly Reifler's See Through (stories). I went to Hampshire College with Nel, and we took many of the same writing classes. She was great then; she's great now.

Happy Samhain!

My mistress stands out behind!

This is one of the funniest things I've encountered in ages: "Baby Got Back" translated into Latin.

Also some activity in the Po'log....

I went to the beach.

Been Swingin' on the Web....

...yep, cleaning out my internet bookmarks, some of which date back to my first PC, a Dell I bought in September 1998....

Anagram Server.

A POKED EMERY NEST
A POKED SEMEN TYRE
A DONKEY SEEM PERT
A SMOKED PEN RET YE
A SEEDY PETER MONK
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Nerdslut is worth checking out regularly....Latin for Breakups! The Guide to Dating the Obscenely Smart is amusing too. ("Well, Actually You Said...": Dealing with The Elephantine Memory Owner)

Electric Company Songs of the Day is worth gold. "Clang Clunk Clatter Click" used to be a fave of mine.

Apparently Spork.org (The Slightly Less than Official Spork Page) and Brunching Shuttlecock have moved on to better things. (BS archives are, happily, still around.)

Oh my god, Margaret Cho has a blog.

"What you talkin' 'bout ARNOLD?!!! Yo Terminator!You need to stop goosestepping up to the gubernatorial race because you have to terminate your campaign. What the fuck is wrong with you?...I got nothing against Austria. I got mad love for Vienna Sausage and shit, but you need to stop grabbin' on ladies and wipe that steroids eating grin off your face."

Sin! Win!

The Royal Flush Casino opened last night in the space formerly occupied by Rust Belt Books....


Protesters were in evidence, though this did not distract The Great Christini from working free of her bondage....



The Manager, Mr. Brian, was on hand to make sure the workers were honest.....



Gamblers were entranced.


Free drinks for gamblers!


Also featured was a Get-Married-Quick Chapel, replete with drop-down bouquet on a chain.

"The red rose, which tears its cloak to shreads--I, for one, know its motive." --Rumi

Cutest dog