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greygirlbeastSpooky just read me a review of Ellen Datlow's Supernatural Noir, which includes my story, "The Maltese Unicorn." Actually, no. She didn't read me a review, or even a "review." It was just some dipshit's blog entry. He took issue with the fact that Gregory Frost's "The Dingus" and my story both use the word dingus in different ways, and this confused the blogger. Because, you know, he doesn't own a dictionary or know how to use Google (never mind an obvious unfamiliarity with the works of Daishell Hammett). Honestly, how much longer do I have to endure unabashed human stupidity? It's as if people are PROUD to be morons. Anyway, I just timed myself. I needed only five seconds, using Google, to learn that dingus is:
Used to refer to something whose name the speaker cannot remember, is unsure of, or is humorously or euphemistically omitting - here's a doohickey—and there's the dingus. – and – Dingus –noun, plural -us·es. Informal: a gadget, device, or object whose name is unknown or forgotten.
Five measly seconds! The internet! Use it, motherfuckers! Maybe Google has become like libraries; cool people don't use it.
Meanwhile, in the Great State of Alabama, where so much of my life was squandered, I have the story of Republican state Senator Scott "Top of His Class" Beason, who is unsure why he called blacks "aborigines." Yes, you read that correctly. A brief quote from the article:
In one transcript, Beason and two other Republican legislators were talking about economic development in predominantly black Greene County and the customers at one of the county's largest employers, the Greenetrack casino in Eutaw.
"That's y'all's Indians," one Republican said.
"They're aborigines, but they're not Indians," Beason replied.
As kids these days are wont to say, o.0. Actually, the comment "That's y'all's Indians" might be the worst of it.
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Kittens, there's no such thing as salvation. But if there were, it would be anger.
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Anyway, yesterday I wrote something, but I can't yet tell you what I wrote, because it's related directly to that NEWS THAT IS SO GOOD, SO COOL, but that I can't yet announce. I emailed the first half of Blood Oranges to my agent. And then I spent a couple more hours editing the ms. of Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart. And that was work yesterday.
Oh, and, as it happens, my contributor's copies of Ellen Datlow's Supernatural Noir arrived, and this is an awesome book, which you must own. The beady eyes of the platypus, they compel you! Also, all modesty aside, "The Maltese Unicorn" is one of the best short stories I've written in years. Dingus!!!!!
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Late last night, we watched a movie. Now, here's the problem with Hal Hartley. On the one hand, he can make a brilliant film like No Such Thing (2001), and on the other hand he makes turds like The Girl from Monday (2005) and (the film we saw last night) The Book of Life (1998). Imagine a film devoid of acting, a script, art direction, cinematography, direction, sets, all production values...well, most that stuff you find in movies. Instead, it's just a garbled story about Jesus deciding the end of the world is a really bad idea, and you have The Book of Life. Now, the good news is threefold: 1) Polly Jean Harvey plays Mary Magdalene, and she at last tries to act in one scene, and is cool to look at the rest of the time; 2) William S. Burroughs adds a voice-over as a hellfire-and-brimstone radio preacher; and 3) the film is, mercifully, only 63 minutes long. Honestly, kittens. Not worth your time or the cost of a rental. Watch Henry Fool or No Such Thing again if you need a Hartley fix.
Fuck. I have to work today. Throw comments at me. Maybe something will stick.
Angrified,
Aunt Beast
Used to refer to something whose name the speaker cannot remember, is unsure of, or is humorously or euphemistically omitting - here's a doohickey—and there's the dingus. – and – Dingus –noun, plural -us·es. Informal: a gadget, device, or object whose name is unknown or forgotten.
Five measly seconds! The internet! Use it, motherfuckers! Maybe Google has become like libraries; cool people don't use it.
Meanwhile, in the Great State of Alabama, where so much of my life was squandered, I have the story of Republican state Senator Scott "Top of His Class" Beason, who is unsure why he called blacks "aborigines." Yes, you read that correctly. A brief quote from the article:
In one transcript, Beason and two other Republican legislators were talking about economic development in predominantly black Greene County and the customers at one of the county's largest employers, the Greenetrack casino in Eutaw.
"That's y'all's Indians," one Republican said.
"They're aborigines, but they're not Indians," Beason replied.
As kids these days are wont to say, o.0. Actually, the comment "That's y'all's Indians" might be the worst of it.
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Kittens, there's no such thing as salvation. But if there were, it would be anger.
---
Anyway, yesterday I wrote something, but I can't yet tell you what I wrote, because it's related directly to that NEWS THAT IS SO GOOD, SO COOL, but that I can't yet announce. I emailed the first half of Blood Oranges to my agent. And then I spent a couple more hours editing the ms. of Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart. And that was work yesterday.
Oh, and, as it happens, my contributor's copies of Ellen Datlow's Supernatural Noir arrived, and this is an awesome book, which you must own. The beady eyes of the platypus, they compel you! Also, all modesty aside, "The Maltese Unicorn" is one of the best short stories I've written in years. Dingus!!!!!
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Late last night, we watched a movie. Now, here's the problem with Hal Hartley. On the one hand, he can make a brilliant film like No Such Thing (2001), and on the other hand he makes turds like The Girl from Monday (2005) and (the film we saw last night) The Book of Life (1998). Imagine a film devoid of acting, a script, art direction, cinematography, direction, sets, all production values...well, most that stuff you find in movies. Instead, it's just a garbled story about Jesus deciding the end of the world is a really bad idea, and you have The Book of Life. Now, the good news is threefold: 1) Polly Jean Harvey plays Mary Magdalene, and she at last tries to act in one scene, and is cool to look at the rest of the time; 2) William S. Burroughs adds a voice-over as a hellfire-and-brimstone radio preacher; and 3) the film is, mercifully, only 63 minutes long. Honestly, kittens. Not worth your time or the cost of a rental. Watch Henry Fool or No Such Thing again if you need a Hartley fix.
Fuck. I have to work today. Throw comments at me. Maybe something will stick.
Angrified,
Aunt Beast
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I love the word "dingus"
Date: 2011-06-22 05:46 pm (UTC)Saw that earlier and thought you might enjoy the punchline. It's one of those funny because it's true things.
Re: I love the word "dingus"
Date: 2011-06-22 05:48 pm (UTC)Other than the fact that the lettering is microscopic, YES!
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Date: 2011-06-22 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 05:48 pm (UTC)I've never quite understood that.
Unspeakable laziness.
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Date: 2011-06-22 05:58 pm (UTC)Fuck 'em. That kind of inability to think should be shunned and derrided, not coddled and pandered to. Use your not-inconsiderable audience to demand better from the supposedly-literate public, or, better still, to show people the benefits of complex considerations.
At the very least itall give you a larger well from which to draw, when the world threatens to be too much.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:01 pm (UTC)There's a mentality, surging of late, which seems to demand being spoonfed the ideological equivalent of thin, bland porridge.
I fear this is nothing new.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:10 pm (UTC)With the addition of our wondrous electronic echo chamber, and the lack of a balancing voice in favour of/extolling the virtues of dissent and constructive disagreement, I fell the problem has accelerated.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:13 pm (UTC)With the addition of our wondrous electronic echo chamber, and the lack of a balancing voice in favour of/extolling the virtues of dissent and constructive disagreement, I fell the problem has accelerated.
Likely you are right. The morons of the world have a free public mass-media soapbox, and can all be heard at once, for the first time in human history.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 06:02 pm (UTC)I am impatient to finish work today, and read!
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:00 pm (UTC)I don't know if I'm supposed to hear that in Little Nemo's voice, but I totally do.
That's y'all's Indians," one Republican said.
*head*desk*
Have a murder ballad of Edgar Allan Poe: Sarah Jarosz, "Annabelle Lee."
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:03 pm (UTC)I don't know if I'm supposed to hear that in Little Nemo's voice, but I totally do.
Works for me.
*head*desk*
Made me want to eviscerate the motherfucker with a spork.
Have a murder ballad of Edgar Allan Poe: Sarah Jarosz, "Annabelle Lee."
Shiny!
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 06:56 pm (UTC)Loves me that icon.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 06:09 pm (UTC)Of the two I'd choose the merely ignorant over the proudly ignorant any day.
At least the merely ignorant can be taught.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 06:09 pm (UTC)Yerp.
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Date: 2011-06-22 09:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-23 02:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 06:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 07:56 pm (UTC)It's an Irish name. Along with Dingle.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:27 pm (UTC)Beason is an utter cunt. I couldn't believe this at first. After you've eviscerated the Republican, forcefeed him his own intestines.
I need to read more Hammett; I've got the Continental Op stuff somewhere. Can't recall if I've read The Maltese Falcon. (Now I feel like a blasphemer, admitting that.)
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:53 pm (UTC)Polly Jean *and* Burroughs? Aw man. You make me want to watch it, anyway - but I'll trust your taste.
It's just not worth it.
After you've eviscerated the Republican, forcefeed him his own intestines.
Yes. This is wise.
I need to read more Hammett;
As does everyone.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 06:54 pm (UTC)get a life other than complaining about people that actually DO something
There is, online, and entire subculture of people who do nothing, and criticize those who do.
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Date: 2011-06-22 06:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 06:55 pm (UTC)P J Harvey and Burroughs in the same film. Okay, not a mark of quality cinema, but might be worth seeing if netflix has it streaming.
It's not. We paid actual money. At least we paid it to a cute and dorky girl.
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Date: 2011-06-22 07:06 pm (UTC)When I'm ready to nuke the site from orbit, lately I go to youtube and watch My Drunk Kitchen. If you haven't seen it, it's wonderful.
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Date: 2011-06-22 07:41 pm (UTC)"Wee I can use my hate-filled heart and be an asshole, my defense will be I don't know any better!"
Personally, I think the defense is often more like, "Fuck those snotty liberal intellectuals. I'm on the side of the angels, and my path leads to Heaven."
When I'm ready to nuke the site from orbit, lately I go to youtube and watch My Drunk Kitchen. If you haven't seen it, it's wonderful.
I've not, but I shall.
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Date: 2011-06-22 08:30 pm (UTC)That too, yes.
dingus
Date: 2011-06-22 07:23 pm (UTC)Re: dingus
Date: 2011-06-22 07:43 pm (UTC)Now, now. Sloths are kindly beasts and undeserving of this of standing in for humans.
Re: dingus
Date: 2011-06-22 08:32 pm (UTC)Re: dingus
Date: 2011-06-22 08:36 pm (UTC)By the way, when may your WONDERFUL NEWS finally be unleashed upon the world?
In a few weeks, I hope.
Unwashed will have to do then.
Harlan Ellison uses "scuttlefish," which I always rather liked.
Supernatural Noir
Date: 2011-06-22 07:48 pm (UTC)Last Night- Did you and Kathryn get a chance to visit the shore?
Re: Supernatural Noir
Date: 2011-06-22 07:56 pm (UTC)Did you and Kathryn get a chance to visit the shore?
We did, early.
We did, early.
Date: 2011-06-22 08:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 09:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 10:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 10:42 pm (UTC)Dingus
Date: 2011-06-22 11:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-23 01:53 pm (UTC)There is no way I can express how much I love that line.
Thank you
Chris
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Date: 2011-06-23 05:47 pm (UTC)