According to the Health and Science section in 'The Week', seahorses are gayer than people. Well, ok, that isn't what it actually says. But it does seem that in a study of three separate species of seahorse, the little beastie was almost indiscriminately promiscuous and 37% of its sexual encounters were with the same sex. Humans I believe are still working on the basis of one in ten. Unless you live in LA (that's LA, Vancouver) where you'd be hard pressed to find anyone straight, or certainly anyone who'll stay straight once they meet Alice or Shane.
Yes, shamelessly I've segued to the L-Word. And why? Because the bloody TV company have stitched us up.
For two weeks there has been no L-Word, so we've fallen behind whilst friends and viewers elsewhere were able to watch it on YouTube, because it has aired on time in the States.
Finally, it was back on Sunday, and the episode advertised was the one we should have seen two weeks ago. But lo! What misfortune befalls us? The ep may have had the right title, but it was in fact the wrong one. Bugger.
Germaine, Germaine, Germaine. Why do you have such a silly name? Where has all your sparkle gone?
I was a bit nonplussed by Germaine's semi-whine earlier this week about how much flack she is still getting over the comments she made about Steve Irwin shortly after his death. Timing is everything lassie, and that, in effect, is why you're famous anyway. You were the voice of your time, and you were that voice for a long time, but you need to get a purple hat or something, or re-invent yourself. Make us love you again Germaine.
Make it so.
We are all sea-dwellers, but the sea that we inhabit is one of words. Words are a dimension, a necessary medium for our existence, we can drown in them, we can float in them or we can swim, let them flow over us and around us, breathe oxygen into our minds with them, drink them, ride them, and just be, in the sea of words.
I'm mightily pleased to see that a British school has had its ban on full face veils upheld. It's not about choice, it's not about religion, it's about the same as it ever was, subjugating women and controlling fertility.
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3 comments:
Seahorses do LOOK Poofy.
I was just reading Lily her "Squishy Turtle and Friends" book and came across this little rhyme:
Gently bobbing up and down
is how a seahorse gets around.
Thought of this entry, Schnee
Sleepy - you're bad ;)
Gail - That's cute. However you must join me in some kind of lobby to get Raymond's books published. Lily needs them.
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