After attending the Netroots Nation conference in Providence, I spent $23, and took the Megabus to New York. (I’d wanted to take the train, but I couldn’t justify spending the additional $90.) I met up with Linette and the kids there, and we took over the Brooklyn apartment of Linette’s brother, Neal, forcing him to […]
Tag Archives: Barbie
I love New York, but the corporate pornography of Times Square leaves me flaccid
Girls on film
Not so much anymore, but, when Clementine was small, I found myself, quite often, having to politely explain to people why we didn’t want any Barbie dolls or Disney princess movies as gifts. With the new baby, if it’s a girl, I think the process will be much easier. I’ll just have to send a […]
The unwritten history of the American Saf-t-Bra
My friend Al Hoff in Pittsburgh shared this with me today, and I thought that I’d pay it forward by sharing it with you. According to Al, who you might know better as the woman behind the zine empire once known as Thrift Score, the photo was snapped in a Reading, PA art space called […]
Mad about Barbie
I hate Barbie. I really do. I won’t allow them in my house. And, yes, I know, they’re not as whorish as they once were. I know the talking ones no longer say, “Math is hard.” I hear they’ve even got an astronaut Barbie now. Of course, she’s still got those signature triple-D breasts, the […]
Ypsi, Ann Arbor and the Arts
Concentrate Media has put a story up on their site about the differences between the Ann Arbor and Ypsilanti art scenes. They talked with people on both sides of Carpenter, including yours truly, who they photographed drinking beer and playing Barbies with a bunch of little girls. The consensus, I’m sure you won’t be surprised […]