Comments by antigeekess

Classic Barb Guy

Heh? I remember it was supposed to be page 49, but when I looked there all I saw was ads. I'll take your word for it.

Enjoy your spa day. I recommend the full-body oily Western massage and the European pedicure. :)

Classic Barb Guy

I was reading this in the print version over lunch today, and had to look online to finish it. Did you notice they screwed that up, BTW?

What a sweetie that fella of yours is. Ya know, he could probably do his own column or book. Possible co-author: James Brolin. Possible title: "Her Crazy." Dudes could build book clubs and support groups around it.

I took Lexapro briefly when my kitty died in 2004 and I was too depressed to function. I guess it did the job, but you're right -- it just made me feel dead, dead, dead. Didn't feel like myself at all. The only other thing I've taken is Ritalin. What a creativity squasher THAT crap is. As you probably know, a lot of them also produce some really nasty side effects from longterm use, such as tardive dyskinesia, which isn't at all pretty.

I vote for psychotherapy, meditation, massages, hot baths, comedy shows, and self-help books. Which reminds me, quite possibly MY favorite man on the planet, memoir writer Augusten Burroughs, has just written a self-help book, if you haven't noticed. Sounds like it's the shit. I've already ordered mine.

Bad Thoughts for Bad People

Wow. What a special piece, Quill.

And FWIW, I think you are a "good" person, whether you like it or not.

Bra Fitting

sigh Nah, Fred, that's not particularly offensive. THIS, however, could be construed as offensive. :)

What's in a Name?

Always hated my name as well, and I think it's the same (first) as bohemianopus, if I'm not mistaken.

I mean, a kid's born 8 pounds 6 ounces, round as a bowling ball, and you name her something that's going to rhyme perfectly with "fatty?" (Thanks a lot, mums and popsy. Made for an especially delightful childhood.)

As for Barbarella, what 'I' always think of is this of course:


Bali: Land of a Thousand Temples

Great article & beautiful slideshow. It makes me want to go there. Thanks.

End of the Trail

Jerry, I have so enjoyed reading your column over the years. Your enthusiasm and love for the natural world has always shone through every word, and your knowledge of it has been a valuable resource for all of us.

I know that you will continue to travel well and happily, to all your future destinations.


Photography Is Not a Crime

Oy. Nothing like hysterical parents overreacting, and always to the WRONG things.

Some of these dummies are the same ones who'll put cartoon stick figures on the back windows of their minivans, with the whole family's NAMES underneath, giving every pervert that sees it the name and sex of their child. Maybe some info about their school on a bumper sticker. So much useful information there for any random pervert. Now that is MUCH more of a potential issue than a random pic of their child as an ANONYMOUS person appearing anywhere, where's no connection to who that child is, and therefore no access.

These same parents, here in the good ole U.S. of A. where everything is oh-so "normal" think nothing of handing their child over to a perfect stranger to raise when they're so young they can't even speak to tell IF something was happening to them during the day. That's called DAYCARE. I don't even leave my cat with a stranger, for Chrissake. But let's not talk about this, because they'll get all indignant about how they "need" 2 incomes, so therefore their children's safety comes dead last behind the "need" for a house they can't afford, 2 or more cars, multiple toys like boats, a 3-figure cable TV bill and a "home theater," etc., etc., etc.

Kids hungry? Let's shove some McDonalds crap down their necks. That's convenient, too. It'll pretty much guarantee their obesity, eventual diabetes, and other health issues that lead to death, but never mind all that stuff.

I'll stop there. As far as I can tell, most parents nowadays seem to be such narcissistic babies themselves that they're all too overeager to project their many failings onto anybody and everybody they see. And those of us who do NOT particularly feel the need to breed like bunnies & clog up the planet with more little consumers are their favorite targets.

You know...those of us who get to sleep adequate amounts, have time to ourselves, take vacations when we want to, don't have to listen to constant screaming and whining, etc., etc., etc. :)

Jealousy isn't pretty, mofos.


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