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Seen on way into dayjob this morning: men in business clothes, sans jackets in deference to heat, moving in zombie horde clumps toward taco lady's truck. "taaaaacoooosss"

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Aristotle does not like to have his ears cleaned. He would like a safe word. (his ears are filled with gunky dark wax, so, too bad, furball)

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I am living in a severe drought zone. Oh woe.

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Watching the previews at the Harry Potter showing I went to yesterday, I am struck anew by the fact that boys and men are still the default protagonist in any adventure movie, and by extension, imo, still presented as the default for "human" experience. Since I consider adventure a more satisfying paradigm for coming of age stories than, say, sharing a pair of jeans in which every young woman looks fab, it's kind of a bummer, you know?

janni talks a little about this here, with regard to YA books...