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Archive for March, 2011

oh, South Dakota

Thursday, March 24th, 2011

South Dakota gun laws:

  • Rifle: No permit, no registration, no waiting period.
  • Shotgun: No permit, no registration, no waiting period.
  • Handgun: No permit, no registration, 48 hour waiting period, and the purchase must be registered with the local chief of police within 6 hours.

South Dakota abortion laws:

  • Any abortion (including those resulting from rape or abuse): 72 hour waiting period, mandatory counseling from a ‘Crisis Pregnancy Center’.

Are you familiar with ‘Crisis Pregnancy Centers’? No?

They’re – ahem – not particularly interested in helping women who are going through a crisis.

From Ms. Magazine:

CPCs often pose as comprehensive health centers and offer “free” pregnancy tests. Some CPCs coerce and intimidate women out of considering abortion as an option, and do not offer women neutral or comprehensive medical advice. Often CPCs are run by anti-abortion zealots who are not licensed medical professionals.

I know women who have had abortions. I have read amazing stories by and of women who have had abortions. Some of them are still sad. Some of them aren’t.

None of them took it lightly.

None of them walked into a clinic without having weighed their options and made their decision.

The waiting period for purchasing a handgun, as I understand it, is a period of time designed to allow blood to cool. Caught your man in bed with another lady? Sorry, honey, all we can give you right now is a shotgun. No murder for you! Unless, of course, you’re willing to use a shotgun…

States that institute a handgun waiting period want to be sure that they’re not helping commit a murder.

Abortion is not murder.

Abortion is an action that a woman takes when for absolutely any reason she cannot or does not want to carry a child to term in her uterus.

The key phrase there is ‘her uterus’.

South Dakota seems to be a little confused. They think that two days is enough time for someone considering murder to calm the fuck down. They think that three days are necessary for a woman who has likely already made one of the hardest decisions she’s ever faced to… well, that’s the question. Calm the fuck down? Refrain from murder? Neither of those apply. The three days are apparently designed mostly to make her feel bad, as is the mandatory time with ‘counselors’ who are part of a nationwide institution that is demonstrably pro-life.

Yes, women seeking abortion in South Dakota (hopefully you’re looking in Sioux Falls, because that’s where the only provider is located). You have to come down, request your abortion, listen to a lecture, and then spend a minimum of three days kicking around.

Hopefully no one is interested in killing you.  He or she will have a gun a full 24 hours before you get to do what you came for and go home to your life.

 

That’s the kind of spirit I like to see

Thursday, March 17th, 2011

This morning, on IM.

Star: happy get drunk on a Thursday on shitty green beer in the name of raping someone’s culture
Me: ouch
Star: or happy  st. patrick’s day, if you prefer

 

lenten

Friday, March 11th, 2011

I gave up drinking alcoholic beverages for Lent.

Not drinking, all together.

Because you can only go like 3 days without water.

So I heard.

So just alcohol.

I chose booze for two reasons.

  1. I like drinking, so this is an actual sacrifice. I could have given up chocolate, but I don’t really eat that much chocolate. As a matter of fact, I could still say I am giving up chocolate, because I’m pretty sure I haven’t had any since Wednesday. I could have given up cursing, but I don’t really cuss that much anymore and also, I enjoy it when I do do it. Alternatively, I could have given up meat – but that would have been a gigantic pain the the butt, up to and including dealing with a bunch of stuff that’s in our fridge that Crockett would have had to consume all on his own.
  2. Drinking is expensive, both monetarily and calorically. Therefore it’s good for me to stop, on both counts.

The thing is, it’s spring break.

This was a stupid idea.

the flixes

Tuesday, March 8th, 2011

Did you know that on Netflix you can have more than one person on an account?

And that you can give that person their own queue?

So, like, if Crockett and I were to share a Netflix account (which we currently don’t because sure we’re in love and we live together but I don’t know if we’re ready for Netflix sharing, come on, people), we could each have a sub-account that would have it’s own little queue, so that when I send Gilmore Girls Season 3 Disc 2 back I’ll get the next Gilmore Girls, even if The True Story of Elliott Spitzer and His Hookers has been first Crockett’s queue for longer.  He would have to mail back Big Love Season 4 Disc 8 (whatever) before he could get that one.

This is awesome for several reasons. First, awesome for people like he and I, because I’m obsessive about watching them toot sweet and mailing them back and he’s … not-so-much. It would be just plain depressing for me to have to wait for him to mail his back in order to get mine.

Full disclosure – the most recent Big Love disc did not get mailed back in a timely fashion due to me, not him.

None the less, the generalization holds. He looked back at his rental records and established that he rents about 3 movies a month. Because I hate it when someone knows a fact about themselves that I don’t know about myself, I did the same thing, and I average two movies a week.

See?

So, separate queues are genius.

One day he and I will get there.

take your best shot

Monday, March 7th, 2011

Mid terms: The terms that are mid.

Wait, that’s not right.

The exams that happen in the middle of the semester.

There ya go.

See you later, gators.