Wednesday stuff
Thursday, July 27th, 2006 01:22 amOkay, so over on
dark_christian someone linked to an entry on the Planned Parenthood site about the Medical Institute for Sexual Health, an Austin, Texas-based group who are set to be paid (by federal tax dollars) to establish an abstinence-based sexual health curriculum for med students.
I do not want to talk about the politics here. I have no interest in discussing the best ways to design sexual health curricula either. No, I want us all to take a moment and revel in the glory of that acronym: MISH. Seriously, I had to do some searching to make sure that this article wasn't originally published in The Onion. MISH! Do people really use that acronym with a straight face in the context of any sex-related discussion? Okay, for all I know, "mish" really isn't a commonly-used term for the missionary position; but it is common enough that I quickly thought of it when I read the article, so it can't be all that rare. After all, I'm the woman who got online a decade ago and wondered why so many people's usernames had my birth year* in them.
The fact that "mish" is also apparently a Romany (Gypsy) word** meaning "vagina" is just the icing on the muffin, so to speak.
***
In other news: Woke up today in some nasty kind of pain, enough that I felt compelled to break out my stash of opiates,**** which barely had any effect at all. Then I broke out my stash of teeny-tiny cans of V-8 juice, drank 4 ounces, and felt noticeably better. Went out and bought a nice, big bottle of the juice and, after having drunk a great deal of it, though I have to say my muscles are still shaky, tense, and not particularly happy with me, I hardly have any headache left. I hate how easy it is for me to become potassium-deficient in this weather, I really do.
Did a few things during the day which were helpful to other people, but nothing which helped with my own major sources of stress. Argh.
Recently I re-read The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, then read the first sequel, The Marvelous Land of Oz. Since none of the other books in the series were to be found on the library shelves when I was there this week, I felt it was time to re-read some other classics from my childhood. Out of curiosity, I did some searching for the series of kids' books I remember reading most often at home (a bunch of books someone bought for my brothers when they were at about the right age), and found someone listing what looks like the same collection here. Yep, 15 double-sided flip-books--30 titles in all. If you don't feel like going to e-Bay, here's ( the list, for those interested )
Looking at that list reminded me that it's been far too long since I read anything by Mark Twain, so I'm re-reading The Prince and the Pauper now. Of these books, which are your favorites?
* '69, of course. I knew the term--it just didn't occur to me that it might be relevant.
** Kalderash, which may amuse the other Buffy fans around here.
*** Oh, that's just a divider, not a footnote. Nevermind.
**** Only some Tylenol with codeine left over from the dental crisis a few months ago. My drug collection really isn't very exciting.
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I do not want to talk about the politics here. I have no interest in discussing the best ways to design sexual health curricula either. No, I want us all to take a moment and revel in the glory of that acronym: MISH. Seriously, I had to do some searching to make sure that this article wasn't originally published in The Onion. MISH! Do people really use that acronym with a straight face in the context of any sex-related discussion? Okay, for all I know, "mish" really isn't a commonly-used term for the missionary position; but it is common enough that I quickly thought of it when I read the article, so it can't be all that rare. After all, I'm the woman who got online a decade ago and wondered why so many people's usernames had my birth year* in them.
The fact that "mish" is also apparently a Romany (Gypsy) word** meaning "vagina" is just the icing on the muffin, so to speak.
***
In other news: Woke up today in some nasty kind of pain, enough that I felt compelled to break out my stash of opiates,**** which barely had any effect at all. Then I broke out my stash of teeny-tiny cans of V-8 juice, drank 4 ounces, and felt noticeably better. Went out and bought a nice, big bottle of the juice and, after having drunk a great deal of it, though I have to say my muscles are still shaky, tense, and not particularly happy with me, I hardly have any headache left. I hate how easy it is for me to become potassium-deficient in this weather, I really do.
Did a few things during the day which were helpful to other people, but nothing which helped with my own major sources of stress. Argh.
Recently I re-read The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, then read the first sequel, The Marvelous Land of Oz. Since none of the other books in the series were to be found on the library shelves when I was there this week, I felt it was time to re-read some other classics from my childhood. Out of curiosity, I did some searching for the series of kids' books I remember reading most often at home (a bunch of books someone bought for my brothers when they were at about the right age), and found someone listing what looks like the same collection here. Yep, 15 double-sided flip-books--30 titles in all. If you don't feel like going to e-Bay, here's ( the list, for those interested )
Looking at that list reminded me that it's been far too long since I read anything by Mark Twain, so I'm re-reading The Prince and the Pauper now. Of these books, which are your favorites?
* '69, of course. I knew the term--it just didn't occur to me that it might be relevant.
** Kalderash, which may amuse the other Buffy fans around here.
*** Oh, that's just a divider, not a footnote. Nevermind.
**** Only some Tylenol with codeine left over from the dental crisis a few months ago. My drug collection really isn't very exciting.