News Flash! I Joke, So Laugh
UPDATED: Looks like curmudgeon didn't show, but that curmudgeon grandaddy John A. Davison hasn't changed a bit - he now insists that PZ keeps taking down the Molly Award thread to hide all the disemvowling - but he's also announced that he has been interviewed by Jason Rennie of the Sci Phi Show. (I erroneously reported that this interview would air in March. Well, that's what JAD told me.) Now, that was sweet of him. Yeah, what a guy. Kyxxyx, JAD!
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I get a lot of flack for being an outspoken woman and that includes insults. I turn the insults into jokes. Apparently I must explain this to some people.
"Proud Darwinian Dawkobot" is a joke. It was an insult directed at a group of people at Pharyngula (practically everyone, actually), so I appropriated it. Okay?
Likewise, "Female Triumvirate of Evolution Experts" was an insult thrown directly at me by John A. Davison. The rest of it had to do with the Isle of Lesbos (because I must be a lesbian, you know - either that, or I'm a man's sock puppet - thanks people, you really know how to compliment a woman) and a reference to "gay abandon." So okay, I took the "gay abandon" to heart, and fuck the rest. Everyone knows I'm not an evolution expert. (And I left out the part in which John mentions me "bleeding to death" because that's creepy.)
Okay? So if some aging grouch visits in order to rip me (another) new one, I hope that person will pause and let a laugh rip instead, or at least chalk me up to being a lunatic, and move on.
Call it exaptation, or just a plain old coping mechanism.
UPDATED: Well, now I've added a hunting metaphor to my image. Great way to celebrate my femininity! They'll never question me again. (I can't help it! I love the heat of battle! And this has got to be the weirdest troll-chase ever.)
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I get a lot of flack for being an outspoken woman and that includes insults. I turn the insults into jokes. Apparently I must explain this to some people.
"Proud Darwinian Dawkobot" is a joke. It was an insult directed at a group of people at Pharyngula (practically everyone, actually), so I appropriated it. Okay?
Likewise, "Female Triumvirate of Evolution Experts" was an insult thrown directly at me by John A. Davison. The rest of it had to do with the Isle of Lesbos (because I must be a lesbian, you know - either that, or I'm a man's sock puppet - thanks people, you really know how to compliment a woman) and a reference to "gay abandon." So okay, I took the "gay abandon" to heart, and fuck the rest. Everyone knows I'm not an evolution expert. (And I left out the part in which John mentions me "bleeding to death" because that's creepy.)
Okay? So if some aging grouch visits in order to rip me (another) new one, I hope that person will pause and let a laugh rip instead, or at least chalk me up to being a lunatic, and move on.
Call it exaptation, or just a plain old coping mechanism.
UPDATED: Well, now I've added a hunting metaphor to my image. Great way to celebrate my femininity! They'll never question me again. (I can't help it! I love the heat of battle! And this has got to be the weirdest troll-chase ever.)
Labels: public nervous announcements
posted by Kristine | Tuesday, March 13, 2007
35 Comments:
You're not serious? Then how do you explain your botish tendencies? Do you expect me to believe that you have never looked at Shields and Yarnell and said, "I could do that"? Are you now, or have you ever been a Mime? Come out of the mechanoid closet, we know you're in there! ;-)
Do you expect me to believe that you have never looked at Shields and Yarnell and said, "I could do that"?
Oh man, Shields and Yarnell were so eleventh grade...whooops!
Are you now, or have you ever been a Mime?
If I am, I'm a ma'am mime. (Every once in a while there's another outbreak of the "she's a he" virus - WTF?)
Yeah, well, I knew I was dating myself with the Shields and Yarnell reference, but I don't know what those inspired maniacs behind the sheet at the Oscars call themselves.
"Every once in a while there's another outbreak of the "she's a he" virus - WTF?"
Are you kidding? WTF indeed!
Exapt away.
No, I'm not kidding, some people think I'm a guy. (Maybe it's the book Lolita; maybe it's all the 1960s horror films; my geekiness; my inability to make small talk; the fact that I hate shopping; I don't know.)
I mean, how do you know I'm not? ;-)
Thanks, Cat Owner and kitty.
Tain't no sich thing as a cats' owner. Dogs have owners; cats have staffs.
Scotius
I'm aware of that...but as long as Cat doesn't get online and see what I'm calling myself I think I'll be okay. I should change it when I get a chance though...
- Cat's Staff
Breakerslion, what have you done?
cats have staffs.
You mean we're not slaves?
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No, we are not slaves to our feline employers; we are more than adequately recompensed. While we should not assume that cats are capable of loving us the same way we love them; even so, when I pick one up and cuddle her to my shoulder, and she purrs, I feel loved. When you scratch a cat's ears, for a brief moment you create an island of contentment in an otherwise cold and unfeeling universe.
Scotius
Well, my cats order me around!
John’s always saying, “You let them manipulate you.” Well – ! What am I supposed to do? Pirate would sit on the table (forbidden) and knock things off until I looked up from the computer. I had a squirt bottle; she learned to judge the trajectory of the squirt and would sit just out of range, knocking things onto the floor as I leaned farther and farther out of my chair, squirting at her (and as she learned to adjust her position). Finally I would get up and chase her, which was what she wanted.
If I let her sit at the computer with me, she would play with the keyboard and make my fumble my typing. This cat was scary.
Twyla orders me around. She wants upstairs; she wants downstairs. (We close off areas of the house to conserve heat.) She calls me “ma’am.” Not “mom” – “ma’am.” Ma’am! Ma’am!
Topcat just jumps on top of my head at 2 am and starts howling.
Uggghhhhh. ;-)
Cat is older and sleeps most of the time. I hardly notice her unless she's hungry.
I changed the name incase she is checking out her kitty-porn sites in the middle of the night and comes across the blog.
Is Kristine a man?
I speak to her personally at least once a month and
I can personally attest that Kristine is indeed a woman. It's possible she could be a very, very, very good looking man.
Indeed, she smells, moves and sounds like a woman. So I rest my case.
Is Kristine a lesbo?
I have never seen her snogging (that's a british work I kinda like)with another woman and she appears to be quite interested in males. She lives with a man and talks mostly to men and although we are all at least a little gay, I will remain confident that Kristine is certainly heterosexual - for the most part anyways.
This comment was written by Rev. Barky and I approve of it.
THERE! You see?
(Oh yeah - the curmudgeon hasn't shown up yet, so I'm yelling at nobody.)
And I'm sitting beside my blog waiting for curmudgeon to call! That proves I'm a woman!
:-)
And while we're on the subject...
I can also attest to Kristines gender...and also see her on a regular basis.
You do?
You should really close your drapes more often... :)
Yeah, yeah. You scared me for a minute! *Whew!*
But I see from your pics that you're in a suburban kitty world.
But if I'm wrong - where is my big mole? ;-)
Check it.
It must be below window level...I can't see it in any of the photos... :o
I'm afraid I am firmly in the suburbs...and have only been to your place once...late at night...so you have absolutely nothing to worry about.
Anonymity is nice...but I sat next to you at the Flock of Dodo's, you sat between me and PZ at the Kitty Kat Klub...and I drove you home afterwards... You might not remember though...I don't make much of an impression on women. :)
Oh, good! (The reason I didn't answer right away is that I'm in class - now I'm surfing because I get my assignments done so quickly, such an apple-polisher - I wasn't wigging or anything.)
I thought you were somebody else (the man who keeps forgetting my name, and who I fear is always on the verge of proposing marriage every time I run into him).
Keep away from that feng shui. ;-)
My cat literally tried to kill me the other day. I will probably write up the details one of these days but it was earth shaking.
How does a cat figure out how to kill you? She tried it four times now.
Anyway, tell John I am watching WF for the third time so I can write up a decent review. I fired him off an email earlier.
You guys are great, you make my life better.
Kevin - I just told him, thanks. I'm glad we could brighten your life with some good old fashioned corporate (and other) cannibalism!
;-)
Seriously, I hope you're feeling better and thank you for being so enthusiastic about John's magnum opus - you and Rev. Barky have been the most supportive of him. Take care.
Off topic, but apparently this is what science journals think of people like you.
Bob
Ahhhh! I better go out an get a diamond ring and a garden kneeler before someone beats me to it!
Surely I would be a better choice for you than a peeping Tom or an Amnesiac.;)
Oh, and I can go back farther than S & Y - Mummenschanz!
http://www.mummenschanz.com/
*Furiously makes notches on her carmex case* Now, how can I possibly choose between you? You're all so fascinating!
Rev. Barky Dylan, you're so cute. But someone at AtBC goes back to the Vikings! I'm afraid he may have the things I need to raid Dembski's compound. ;-)
Where the hell were all you guys when I was in high school? (The one I finally had the nerve to ask out - because no one was asking me out back then, ducks - is now a Catholic priest, and I don't want to hear predictable name-calling!) :-)
What the Hell are you talking about!?
Talk about making the wrong choice - a priest. You're Lucky you never made out with him.
Hey, nobody would date me in highschool either. I only had one GF then and she went to Washburn and later destroyed me. However, I was very fragile.
Somewhere along the line I blossomed.
You shore did. :-)
Oh, and Bob, I'm sorry, I really didn't ignore your comment - it's just that TypeKey has been kicking my ass today, and I couldn't get any witty comments in over thar!
"You know, you should really get Leukemia."
"Thanks, but we already have it online. Anyone can get it. Absolutely anyone."
Bless those electronic resources! :-)
Hi Kristine,
There appears to be a misunderstanding about the interview with John Davison that I did. The interview is recorded but it is not being released on the regular sci phi show, but coming out in a collection of interviews with pro and anti ID people called "The ID Files 2nd Ed" (Well probably something else but that is the working title). It is a more focused follow up to a collection of interviews I did for the Sci Phi Show about ID with Mike Shermer, Salvafor Cordova, Mike Behe and Nick Matzke. It wont be out for a little while though. I'm still recording interviews and editing them down. However if you have any questions about it or wish to be kept informed I can be reached at thesciphishow@gmail.com
Yes, thank you. I posted a correction.
Hello Cat lady. How is life treating you. I am amazed how young you look.
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