I've Won an Award
And I'm honored. I really mean it. It means a real lot to me!
I scratched my head, I admit, at the name "Whore Church" but Kevin explains it as: "Next time someone seems offended about the term 'Whore Church' remind them of its origin–it’s how God refers to the apostate church. It is exactly what I mean by the term: There is a false church which is in reality the 'Whore of Babylon.'"
I have a knee-jerk reaction to that phrase because it seems to be applied especially to women who shimmy outside of the harem but I know Kevin hates abusive churches and that's not what it means here. (And I always felt admiration for Babylon, its hanging gardens, its number system, its myths which were taken by the ancient Hebrews, by the way.)
It’s certainly nice to win something. Especially when you’ve been cranking out fiction only to never be contacted again by editors who also decide to fold their fiction contest or the fiction section of their enterprise! (Man, those people who say “without evolution atheists have no creation myth” are so full of it, because I’ve had my own creation myth screwed with and rejected so many times that I’ve developed a hard scab!) ;-)
So I’ll just parade my award for a while if you don’t mind.
I scratched my head, I admit, at the name "Whore Church" but Kevin explains it as: "Next time someone seems offended about the term 'Whore Church' remind them of its origin–it’s how God refers to the apostate church. It is exactly what I mean by the term: There is a false church which is in reality the 'Whore of Babylon.'"
I have a knee-jerk reaction to that phrase because it seems to be applied especially to women who shimmy outside of the harem but I know Kevin hates abusive churches and that's not what it means here. (And I always felt admiration for Babylon, its hanging gardens, its number system, its myths which were taken by the ancient Hebrews, by the way.)
It’s certainly nice to win something. Especially when you’ve been cranking out fiction only to never be contacted again by editors who also decide to fold their fiction contest or the fiction section of their enterprise! (Man, those people who say “without evolution atheists have no creation myth” are so full of it, because I’ve had my own creation myth screwed with and rejected so many times that I’ve developed a hard scab!) ;-)
So I’ll just parade my award for a while if you don’t mind.
posted by Kristine | Monday, January 29, 2007
21 Comments:
I hear tell you were sick a week back. I had a horse that was sick once.
Scotius the Heretic
That's me, an old workhorse. :)
Strange. Your picture doesn't resemble anything equine at all. In fact, I'd be inclined to say that when the Ugly Stick was swung at you, it missed by a considerable margin. And forty-one is not old, not from my perspective. My age, expressed in binary notation, looks look a million. Sometimes I feel like a million dollars: all green and wrinkled.
If I were a horse, I'd have been glue for many years.
Scotius the Heretic
If I were a horse, I'd have been glue for many years.
Aw, come on!
Well, thanks for your kind words and I'm sure you look just fine. Just like everyone else I thought I was ugly when I was young. We're all insecure about our looks and that's why I put my best cocktail photo on the web. Look, everybody! Oh, yeah. Like I look like that all the time. It's revenge for what a big nerd I was/am.
Where is my Medusa picture anyway? Oh, yeah, here.
Well, my wife Louise thinks I'm cute. Calls me Cutie Pie from time to time. I feature a character, Professor Q. T. Pi, in some problems that I pose for my students.
In the photos on my university ID cards, I look meaner than a gut-shot panther.
Scotius the Heretic
Hi Kristine,
I'm glad it was nice for you. You are actually pretty impressive. You convey a carefree joy through your writing--and that's a talent.
You deserve far more rewards than a little gif.
Well, I appreciate it just the same.
And I think there should be a graphic novel about the adventures of Professor Q. T. Pi. Cute!
When I was nine, I made a stab at drawing "The Adventures of Scarred-up Scottie." Big problem: in no two adjacent panels did the character resemble himself.
The graphic novelist would revel in the blood and gore of the "Perils of Pi." My left hand was mangled during WWII, the back of my head clobbered the summer of '49, my right eye nearly clipped by a sled runner the winter of '51-'52,and my left eye-brow gashed in a touch football game just after Christmas of '65. I took a bicycle handlebar to the right side of my chest the summer of '56. Thank whatever Powers That May Be that there was a handle grip, or I'd have lost a pound of flesh. And I've been shot twice( ricochets from my own .22 rifle).
All of these misadventures occurred over forty years ago. I have refrained from sustaining injuries since then.
S the H
Congrats, Kristine!
You really do deserve it.
S the H,
You make yourself sound like a hamburgercicle!
I'm glad you're being more careful these days!
Speaking of being more careful, I ended up in Urgent Care yesterday...for a...for a...(oh, the hell with it)...for a piece of bone from ham that lodged itself right in my gum. That's right I went to the UC for something stuck between my teeth.
Which they couldn't find! (Probably because, being bone, it looked just like enamel.) "Are you sure it's still there and you're just not feeling the afterfeeling..." Yes, I'm sure it's still there and somebody else is going to feel the afterfeeling pretty soon. They told me to see the oral surgeon in the morning. Like that's gonna happen.
So I marched to Target, bought the waxed dental floss (I swear by it) and some mouth antiseptic and a sewing kit. In the bathroom at Barnes and Noble I performed oral surgery on myself (just like in one of my freakier dreams).
So no more going to the crap little cafeteria next door to eat ham.
Congratulations!
;-)
Thats a very odd thing.
I'm afriad of popcorn in my teeth - not ham.
I'm safe from fish bones, of course, because I received the sacrament of St. Blaze while in Catholic school.
Thanks JanieBelle and Shalini!
Oh, Rev. Barky, I was so embarrassed! Yeah, popcorn would have made more sense.
I wonder if horses ever get anything stuck in their teeth? Or ferrets?
It just so happens that my very attractive vet was amazed at how nice my ferret's teeth were despite the favct that I don't have them cleaned.
A hambone stuck between your teeth: you were casting your pearls before swine.
S the H
That gave us an idea
(You don't have to display it or anything, we just wanted you to know how much we love you.)
Kisses Kristine.
Hey, thanks! Um, I clicked on it at work (but I work for an art museum so I guess it's okay). ;-)
Very erotic. I tend to prefer to see two guys but I'm not complaining. :) I'll display it--there's no way I'm gonna pass this up--but lemme figure out a sneaky clever way! You know I will.
Hugs!
:)
I can make you one with two guys, but I guess it wouldn't make much sense.
:)
Sorry I haven't been around the last few days. I've been trying to figure out what was going on with my blog.
Turns out Kate and I have been arbitrarily censored by some guy at WordPress.
I'm not sure if I'm more pissed or more depressed over that.
Whoa! Censored? What a jerk! Get mad--I am.
Don't worry about not being around--I have major homework involving huge print/electronic research, plus a presentation on Tuesday for class--OH MY ACHING HEAD. It's 4:30 on Saturday and I have my neighborhood fancy dress ball to go to tonight. ;-) I don't have time to have fun!
Let me know how it comes out with the Wordpress dweebie.
Update: He's now delisting all the blogs using the "erotica" tag, and most of the one's using the "sex" tag.
Some blogs started to stand up for us, and one guy started a new blog just because of this, but they have all been delisted now, too, even the ones with no "mature content" on them.
Even The Boy's blog, and his blog is about his kids and his poetry, and his disability. No smut or nuthin'.
He stood up for us, that's all.
We're trying to fight, but we're being silenced in the WordPress community. Nobody there knows what's going on until after they've been de-listed.
That guy must be buckin' for a job with the Bush Administration.
WordPress is McCarthyism central these days.
I'm so bummed out, because I LOVE WP. Or at least I did until this.
We may have to move again.
:(
Another Update:
We at least won a small battle:
WP bloggers can now see us again in the friend surfer.
(Friend Surfer is a thing in a WP dashboard that allows you to plug in the URL of other WP.com blogs, and it lists the latest posts from those bloggers. Of course, you have to already know the URL, but it's a little win, nonetheless.)
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