My pins finally came off backorder and will be shipped. About damn time. The cardboard pins I currently have are broken and awful. While I'm thinking about it, if anybody finds houndstooth patterning the correct size for the Yasogami uniforms, if you buy me a yard, I will repay you. The only stuff I could find so far is a bit too small, but it's sufficed so far.
In Avatar movie failure, what is this I don't even. Some of the comments are amazing. I still can't believe this is going to be fucked up so badly. M. Night Shamalamadingdong should not have gotten this project. (And yeah, I'm going to keep calling him that, because he IS a huge ding-dong. That isn't racist hypocrisy, dumbfuckers.)
Saw Brüno Sunday night. I don't see why my sister's friends were flipping out so much over the "gay porn" or whatever turned them off, because I did not think those scenes were very explicit or sustained, but my tolerance threshold for that is painfully blase. What I enjoyed the most by far was the particular targeting of the Who's Who of anti-gay activism, which was probably lost on the rest of the audience I was with. He had a talk with Paul Cameron, who is an utter embarrassment to the research community at large in that he grossly misrepresents and twists statistical data, has been roundly rebuffed by those whose data he twisted, and has been kicked out of the American Psychological Association for his bullshit. When he started calling himself a "sociologist" instead, the American Sociological Association immediately and publicly said "oh no he didn't". His bullshit research has been cited ad nauseum by conservative anti-gay crusaders, totally ignoring the fact that his so-called experimental data is utter bullshit no peer-reviewed journal will touch. (Box Turtle, linked above, does an amazing blow-by-blow meta-analysis of his most famous anti-gay pamphlet.) The only journal that will touch his tripe is a vanity press that charges him per page of printing, and any reputable researcher will tell you that is just not how it is done. AN-Y-WAY, Cohen made him look like the utter ignorant asshole he is, and it filled me with so much happy. He also ran past the merry band of Westboro Baptist Church picketers, of God Hates Fags fame, naked and chained to another man. Those were by far the best parts. Honestly, I thought it was no more explicit than Borat, and in a lot of ways less offensive, but then again, most of the public is triggered to think something is more "inappropriate" than it otherwise would be just because it contains homosexuality when compared to heterosexual activity of a comparable explicitness and intensity. But I digress. Also, holy shit Sauna!Kanji, Y/N?
I think
omegadonut is dead, or something. He's been sick for a week now, probably with Con AIDS.
I stole an awesome meme from
essandem.
→ Post ten of any pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive.
→ NO CAPTIONS!!! It must be like we're speaking with images and we have to interpret your visual language just like we have to interpret your words.
→ They must ALREADY be on your hard drive - no googling or flickr! They have to have been saved to your folders sometime in the past. They must be something you've saved there because it resonated with you for some reason.
→ You do NOT have to answer any questions about any of your pictures if you don't want to. You can make them as mysterious as you like. Or you can explain them away as much as you like.
( A visual tour )
In Avatar movie failure, what is this I don't even. Some of the comments are amazing. I still can't believe this is going to be fucked up so badly. M. Night Shamalamadingdong should not have gotten this project. (And yeah, I'm going to keep calling him that, because he IS a huge ding-dong. That isn't racist hypocrisy, dumbfuckers.)
Saw Brüno Sunday night. I don't see why my sister's friends were flipping out so much over the "gay porn" or whatever turned them off, because I did not think those scenes were very explicit or sustained, but my tolerance threshold for that is painfully blase. What I enjoyed the most by far was the particular targeting of the Who's Who of anti-gay activism, which was probably lost on the rest of the audience I was with. He had a talk with Paul Cameron, who is an utter embarrassment to the research community at large in that he grossly misrepresents and twists statistical data, has been roundly rebuffed by those whose data he twisted, and has been kicked out of the American Psychological Association for his bullshit. When he started calling himself a "sociologist" instead, the American Sociological Association immediately and publicly said "oh no he didn't". His bullshit research has been cited ad nauseum by conservative anti-gay crusaders, totally ignoring the fact that his so-called experimental data is utter bullshit no peer-reviewed journal will touch. (Box Turtle, linked above, does an amazing blow-by-blow meta-analysis of his most famous anti-gay pamphlet.) The only journal that will touch his tripe is a vanity press that charges him per page of printing, and any reputable researcher will tell you that is just not how it is done. AN-Y-WAY, Cohen made him look like the utter ignorant asshole he is, and it filled me with so much happy. He also ran past the merry band of Westboro Baptist Church picketers, of God Hates Fags fame, naked and chained to another man. Those were by far the best parts. Honestly, I thought it was no more explicit than Borat, and in a lot of ways less offensive, but then again, most of the public is triggered to think something is more "inappropriate" than it otherwise would be just because it contains homosexuality when compared to heterosexual activity of a comparable explicitness and intensity. But I digress. Also, holy shit Sauna!Kanji, Y/N?
I think
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→ Post ten of any pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive.
→ NO CAPTIONS!!! It must be like we're speaking with images and we have to interpret your visual language just like we have to interpret your words.
→ They must ALREADY be on your hard drive - no googling or flickr! They have to have been saved to your folders sometime in the past. They must be something you've saved there because it resonated with you for some reason.
→ You do NOT have to answer any questions about any of your pictures if you don't want to. You can make them as mysterious as you like. Or you can explain them away as much as you like.
( A visual tour )