Bitchery readers send me the coolest links, I swear. And sometimes I get to read about things riiiight before they happen – like Earth Hour, where in at 8pm local time, you turn off the lights for an hour, and sit in the dark to send a message that you care about climate change. You can do lots of different things in the dark, according to the site.
The goal is the demonstrate that “by working together, each one of us can make a positive impact on this global issue.” Now, I’ll be home by myself, and I loooove to have all the lights on when I’m alone because like a 7 year old, I’m afraid of the dark. So if I do this, I’ll totally be sitting in a dark room with the dog… probably using my laptop to email people that I’m in the dark and mildly freaked out. Lest you think I’m a complete loon, I’m also afraid of heights, stairs (the kind with no backs that are just flats of wood on a big frame, omg they freak me out), and latex balloons. There. Now I’m 100% freak, right? Right.
From WryHag, a link that speaks for itself. WryHag says we ought to “pitch in and buy it for some particularly worthy Mary Sue who’s approaching or has passed menopause. Anita Blake could put Nikes with swooshes on the ends of those boards.”
Prof. Sarah Frantz offers a sequel to her tale of awesome names in South Africa. Last year, Dr. Frantz reported that there’s an Indian car that’s popular in South Africa called the “Tata.”
Well! It seems that Tata, the company, bought Jaguar from Ford. As Dr. Frantz’s awesome husband put it: “The Colonial Bosom bought the Imperial Pussy! What *would* Victoria say?”
Good question. Dr. Frantz says, “At least all the female parts are together now.”
In a very interesting article forwarded to me by Star Opal, I have word of a rather precedent-flirting-with offer from a Japanese used bookstore: Bookoff Corp, Japan’s largest used bookstore chain, has offered to pay over Â¥100 million (about $1mm USD) to several writer’s and creator’s organizations and associations. The offer is “intended to address complaints from these organizations that the growing used-book market has affected new book sales.” Whoa. DAMN. I had no idea there was a Book-Off in New York City, but there is. It’s right near the NY Public Library, oddly enough.
And finally, from Ciaralira, guaranteed to make you wheeze with laughter and bug the crap out of you, a relationship authority says that you should let you wife read romance novels then satisfy her when she’s all turned on, or else she might use your friend to scratch her itch. Or something. Oh, and romance is soft porn with little literary value, yadda yadda crap crap crap – but be nice to your wife when she reads it.
Yeah. Take a deep breath. I’m taking one now.