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 friday, may 18Anatomical uncertainty Sage advice from my mother has left both an indelible impression and anatomical uncertainty. For the longest time, I thought that my kidneys were in my posterior. Here's the train of thought that burbled that memory to the surface: My hockey name * » hockey » watching hockey games in high school » cold arenas » cold kidneys » long winter jackets that covered the derriere to avoid cold kidneys. My mother's logic? If your coat doesn't cover your butt, your kidneys get cold. I took it one step further concluding that my kidneys must be located in and around my buttocks. Flawed logic? It made sense at the time. You'll be relieved to know that I am now more familiar with the workings of the human body and location of the parts within. * Oh, and my hockey name? Labatt McChampson, Canadian Patrick La Champeau, French Canadian Pavel Champov, Russian Go tell Jish what you came up with. He's got a list going.
Dazed & Confused had a wee blurb about Jezebel's Mirror in their May "What it feels like for a boy" issue. "In a weird kind of way, Silicon Valley programmer Heather Champ's personal website captures the small moments of adventure and spontaneity that can occur even in the most normal of lives." Programmer? Normal? Must be that other Heather Champ. Further confirmation that I'm a big mush ball. Mister Anderson. [Some smart person found this] Ilse Bing, Self-portrait in Mirrors, 1931 The day before yesterday? Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet |
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