In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Peanut Gallery 

As I walked toward Mario, and he walked toward me, coming home after work, I could see he was laughing. When I got to him, he put his arm around my waist as I turned to walk in the direction of home.

"What are you laughing about?" I asked.

"Well, your hand must really be sore now," he said. "You sure did a lot of posting for someone who wasn't going to do any."

Yeah, well. No pain no gain. That's my motto...Actually, it's not my motto AT ALL. My motto is the exact opposite. Gain no pain no.

Hey, I've got a poison oak blister on my right finger the size of a grape. So don't expect brilliance. Be happy I'm not describing it to you in vivid and colorful detail....Earlier it looked like Florida. Then Ohio. I noted it was taking the shape of swing states. Now it's round. We don't have any round states. Do we? It's kind of gold colored...

Now I'm stopping. Really.
Posted by: Kim Antieau / 8/18/2004 06:33:00 PM
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