Professor J's Place

Mrs. G has a small tribute to Ingmar Bergman's comedy genius on her recent post about Ikea . It reminded me of a parody by one of my favorite British comedy teams-- French and Saunders. I couldn't figure out how to imbed this video, so just click here .

I was reading one of my favorite blogs the other day, and I was struck by my friend BipolarLawyerCook's list of things to do in life. One of the "things" was "Look for something beautiful everyday." I thought that she was so right--it is essential that we remember that the world is a wonderful place and we celebrate beauty wherever we see it. This isn't too hard for me to do on a regular basis. I live in a beautiful home in a beautiful city; I live with two beautiful women, two beautiful dogs, a beautiful cat. I live a life I love, and I am surrounded by art--Susan's and other people's. What's not to find beautiful? But sometimes I get a special treat. Susan goes to sleep later than I. Of course, she gets up some two hours after I do, but she also seems to be able to get by on much less sleep than I require. Anyway, I often get up at five and she has done lovely things. She'll have cleaned the kitchen, or posted on her blog, or, on specia...

The truth is, I'm very happy. I am sorry I made it sound like the lack of civil rights is making me sad. I am actually blissed out. Would I like civil rights? Yes! Do I think it is time for some politicians to grow spines and stand up for my rights? Yes! Do I think it is time for me to fight for my rights as a woman and as a lesbian? Yes! Thank you all, again, for your support. I would especially like to thank Mrs. G. for sacrificing and having a piece of cake for our love. Personally, after the Valentine's day feast, I went back on Weight Watchers, so no cake for me--at least not for awhile. love ya!

Head on over to Minnesota Matron for some of that Old Time Feminism . She reminds me that we've work to be done on many fronts.

A few years ago, Texas held a constitutional referendum to protect the institution of marriage from the scourge of homosexuality. I expected the amendment to pass. After all, this is Texas. What I did not expect was that the amendment passed with seventy-five percent of the vote. Seventy-five percent. I was hurt. And both the major candidates for the democratic nomination in 2008 are against gay marriage. They have to be against gay marriage to win. It hurts. But it helps that when I post about my commitment to Susan, you sweet souls act as witness to our love and promise your support. It really did turn into the virtual Quaker wedding that Jozet proposed. Susan wrote a response to all of you at the bottom of the First Comes Love post in which she says she wants to print out all of your responses to read when she needs to be affirmed that there are sweet, smart, funny, and supportive people out there. It's a good idea. So, thank you for being my blog community. It me...

I've been missing for days and days. Heck, I haven't even been reading blogs! First, I was over at Susan's NEW GALLERY helping her get ready to open last Friday. And then I was grading papers like a mad woman, trying to catch up on my work. I'm almost caught up, so I thought I'd drop by to say hi, and I've missed you all. Okay, and I'm on a Harry Nilsson kick these days. I remember being prostrate on the floor with the stereo speakers inches from my ears listening to this song over and over again. Rock and Roll! (It's almost enough to make you forget about Edwards pulling out of the race).

Anastasia Beaverhausen asked her readers to add her new site to their blog rolls if they hadn't done so already. I read and obey. But while I was there, I realized that there are several blogs I read everyday that haven't made it to the blog roll. So, I've updated the roll. I may still need to add you--Let me know if you've been left out, will you? ALSO a student from my developmental writing class stayed after class until I got my things together and walked with me as far as the library building--JUST TO TALK! I am so happy. Happy, happy, happy. I shall dance and sing.

I have read some complaints on other people's blogs about posting responses to Blogger in recent days, and I have become concerned. I recently got this blog because Yah**'s blog sucked was experiencing problems, and now friends may have trouble commenting on my new site! Poop! And then this morning, I received this email! Prof J. I've tried to comment on your blog, but the comments section is different than it used to be. I've tried using the "Open" feature as Idon't have a Wordpress (or any other) identity featured. I'm so bummed. Anastasia Beaverhausen If the lovely, talented, and soon to be employed Anastasia Beaverhausen cannot comment on my lowly blog, I'm steamed! I went to my blog control and found out that (although I had previously said anyone could post) the stupid thing was no longer set to allow annonymous posting. So I changed it again. Of course, if my name were as awsome as A. Beaverhausen, I would not want to reply annonymously. I ...

Thanks, Julie , for the Thank You award! It's my first ever recognition, and I would like to thank the little people : Julie was also kind enough to tag me for the alphabet meme. The idea is to use the letters of the alphabet to describe yourself kindly. So, I'll give it a try. You don't mind if I sing while I'm doing this, do you? I find it necessary to sing if I want the letters in order (which was how I developed the amazing talent of singing under my breath when I was a library assistant in Junior High School and later in college). Anyway, here goes. Adventerous Blogger Clever Dog lover Effusive Friendly Game player (scrabble, gin rummy, dominoes) Happy Intense Joker Klutzy Lover /loyal / lesbian Morning person News hound Open Poet Quick (witted and tempered--but I cool down quickly) Reasonable Sensual / short / silly Texan Unspoiled Virtuous Well read / writer (e)Xcitable Yellow dog democrat Zaftig I'm not going to tag anybody, but I'd love for some of ya...

I have not posted every day this month. However, I have posted twenty-five times in nineteen days, so I don't think I will be drummed out of the corps. Nevertheless, I find the compunction to post daily is a bit onerous. (Can you tell I've been playing at f reerice.com ?) So, I have put a new link in my side bar to replace NaBloPoMo. I have really enjoyed writing and reading more blogs. Indeed, I now have enough links to keep me away from work for hours at a time. Yea! So here's to making it through November, my bloggy friends! I have great hopes that you won't all quit posting the moment the month is over.

I've been tagged again! I can see how this sort of thing can get out of control. But I so appreciate Grammar Snob's kind words about me (she said I was witty, for Pete's sake!) that I'll play along. Remember when we were kids and at every opportunity, some adult would have us play that silly Telephone game? You know… the one where the lead person comes up with a sentence or statement, whispers it into the ear of the next person in line, and the sentence is passed from person to person until it reaches the end of the line. The last person then repeats the sentence out loud, the first person announces what it actually was, and everyone gets to laugh about how goofy it got by being passed from ear to ear and being altered because of mispronunciations and hearing ability.Of course I realize that the game was simply a means for adults to keep us in line while we were waiting for something or killing time. Haven’t we even now as adults, tried to use it on our own kids? Being ...

Well, it's November First. That means it is time to start daily postings (although now that it's required, the ideas seem to have dried up). It also means that I give the dogs their heart worm preventative, and I go help Susan hang her new show (more about that later). I held class last night, although only a handful of students decided to come and see me rather than go trick or treating with their children. Where are their priorities?! Actually, I quite understand. I think I'd rather be combing the streets for candy with an eight year old,too. It was fun, though. I created private blogs for both of my classes and signed up the students who attended. I am not sure how well that will work, but it seems a good way to communicate with them. Let's face it--I've gone mad for blogging. My new friend Mental Mosaic has suggested that we nominate St. Cassian as the patron saint of both of the november writing fests. I like that! Even those of us who suffer from bl...