Professor J's Place

This is my friend Patty's dog. See? Doesn't the camera take a nice little video? And Doesn't the professor have a lovely voice? And this is why I get happy when I'm walking.

But mine's pink. This little guy takes thirty minutes of video and plugs right into the computer for downloading! Plus, the video isn't half bad! Me likey.

When I was an undergraduate, there was a young man in the English department, another student, who was a bit of a jerk. I remember one March day when he was complaining about the women’s history activities on campus, and he said, “We have black history month, and we have women’s history month. When are we going to have White Men’s History Month?” I reacted to this query in much the same way that I reacted to everything Andy had to say—with a sneer and a snort. “Every month is white men’s history month. Have you ever taken a history or literature class?” He didn’t like me very much. A couple of weeks ago—after the Texas primaries— Julie asked me to write about why I had decided to support Hillary Clinton and become a delegate for her. Obviously, I haven’t done so yet. Indeed, I find it difficult to continue my support in the face of so much negative campaigning. Of course, I have obligated myself to be a delegate and to support Senator Clinton, so clarifying my reasons for supporting ...

It is not Stormy Weather, but dang.

I stole this idea from the Irish Goddess . She has a couple of wonderful posts about women who have influenced her--you should check it out! Mama tells me that from the age of four until I was six or so, I used to stand on the picnic table in our back yard and enact a specific scene. "Ladies and Gentlemen," I would holler , "MISS JUDY GAARRLANDDD !" I would then applaud wildly while I took my stand in front of the imaginary microphone to sing "Stormy Weather," or "Happiness is Just a Thing Called Joe," or any one of my many other favorite songs. I do remember that my first purchase of a record album was a Judy Garland disk (I still have it), and I was inconsolable when she died. And I can still do a mean "Stormy Weather." Am I saying that Garland was a feminist icon? No, of course not. But Judy Garland was my introduction to a powerful woman who allowed her power to destroy her. It was her passion and her vulnerability that made her a g...

Bloggy friends, Are you sitting down? Oh, right. Anyway, I have big news! Last night I got a call from my cousin Butch (hereafter known as the best cousin a girl could have or BC). Well, BC had donated 250.00 to the Clinton campaign in order to attend a breakfast with the candidate. AND HE COULDN'T GO! So, would I mind filling in for him? Well, OK. I'm all about the family. So, I went to the Hyatt Regency this morning, and who is introducing Senator Clinton? That's right. . . Gloria Steinem. Yes, my friends, The . Gloria. Steinem. Of course, the 250.00 tickets were the cheap seats (read, no seats at all--we just stood in the back), so most of my pictures of Senator Clinton ended up looking like this. And this. And this. Yes, that is a man with thinning hair in front of the senator. Before the speeches, I heard a rumor that Gloria Steinem was going to be speaking at Justin's Ice Cream Parlor later in the day. So I high-tailed it down there and I met Gloria Steinem. ...