I’m selling off some of my glass and hematite jewellery that I’ve
made in hopes of earning some cash to go towards bills I can’t pay at
the moment. Please e.mail me at liz@lizvang.com to make a bid for the piece you would like.
The set comes with necklace and matching earrings and as I said before, they are all handmade by me, myself and I.
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Buy her stuff and give her a hand!
(Remember, boys, Valentine’s Day is coming soon…)
I’ve taken on some ambitious work and career-building projects (as well
as the ambitious project of getting married), so my time’s been at a
premium and I owe a number of people phone calls, emails, appearances
at their fabulous karaoke shows and the like. I promise I’ll get back to you folks soon.
[via Davezilla] While we’re discussing Ann Coulter, let’s talk about a somewhat related topic: the Anti-Panti.
The name alone should give you some clue as to what it is and what it does. Here’s the description on the Anti-Panti web site:
underwear nonsense. — thongs, g-strings, low-riders, briefs, boy-cut,
bikini — the list never ends. With Anti-Panti you do not have to
choose. You do not have to think about which underwear works with which
pants, or which is low enough not to peek out the back of your jeans.
Anti-Panti is an adhesive-backed cotton disc that sticks to the inside
of your pants and eliminates the need to wear underwear.
The ergonomic engineer in me says “that can’t be terribly comfortable”
(although thong underwear doesn’t look comfortable either). The party
boy in me says “Wendy, can we put these on the wedding registry?”
Clearly I am unqualified to discuss the merits of the Anti-Panti. I
know a number of free-thinking women who still squirm at the word
“panties” (“It just sounds wrong!”); I imagine they’d have trouble
ordering the product by name. I also expect that Xeni Jardin, Boing Boing’s specialist on all matters rumpy-pumpy will write a first-hand review soon (either her, or the equally entertaining Annalee Newitz would do just fine).
Women readers, what do you think? (I already know what the men readers are thinking: “PHWOOOOOAAARRRR!”)
“And Canada also pitched in during the War of the Worlds in 1938…”
Here’s a video clip (700K, QuickTime, enclosure) featuring Ann “Four
legs good, two legs better!” Coulter doing what she does best — going
with her gut feeling and coming up with unsubstantiated facts to back
them up. In this segment, an appearance on the CBC’s news magazine show, The Fifth Estate, she’s quite sure that Canada participated in
the Vietnam war (which in fact, was not the case).
I’ll put my cards on the table right now: Coulter is a completely
insane bitch. Her worldview is that sort of “if you’re not completely
with us, you’re must be an enemy after our precious bodily fluids”
thinking — consider her books Treason (in which she equates anything other than her brand of neoconservatism as such) and How to Talk to a Liberal (If You Must)
(the sort of back-patting cliquery that one should’ve dispensed with
after high school). I’ve read both books and must say that I’ve seen
better paper after wiping my ass.
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IKEA has a cute little artifical intelligence program, Anna, who will gladly try to help meet your strangely-named disposable Swedish furniture needs.
Honorary GTABlogger Davezilla had some other Swedish needs (I’ll bet they were strangely-named, too), and he compiled this animation which chronicles his conversation with Anna.
In case you’re not familiar with the term, here’s the Wikipedia entry for “Turing Test”.
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And now the five reasons — five particularly well-received entries from 2004:
story that ended up on Boing Boing, leading to MuchMusic and the Globe
and Mail contacting me about its location and subsequently doing
stories on it.
which I ask for readers’ help to suggest pop/rock songs that are part
of the Canadian experience that my love fiancee, who is American, may
not have heard..
teenaged Spider-Man was a pretty angsty guy — I’m sure he’d have had a
LiveJournal — but the credit goes to Superman for what was possibly
the first time the word “blog” was used in comics.
which an extremely right-wing writer gets up my nose about who’s really
Canadian and who’s not. It aslo gave rise to this button, which got
bandied about a lot more than I thought it ever would:
It doesn’t get any more Canadian than this!
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