Mel Gibson is a Total Nutjob

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Holy crap. What a fucking moron.

Gibson’s theology, writes Christopher Noxon in the New York Times, “is a strain of Catholicism rooted in the dictates of a 16th-century papal council and nurtured by a splinter group of conspiracy-minded Catholics, mystics, monarchists and disaffected conservatives — including a seminary dropout and rabble-rousing theologist who also happens to be Mel Gibson’s father.”

In the 1992 El Pais interview, Gibson said that “For 1,950 years [the church] does one thing and then in the 60s, all of a sudden they turn everything inside out and begin to do strange things that go against the rules.

“Everything that had been heresy is no longer heresy, according to the [new] rules. We [Catholics] are being cheated. … The church has stopped being critical. It has relaxed. I don’t believe them, and I have no intention of following their trends. It’s the church that has abandoned me, not me who has abandoned it,” he said.

I will never see any of his movies again.

(2014 Update: And I haven’t, either.)

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Positively Singular: Who Are the Quirky Alones?

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A couple of years ago, Utne Magazine ran an article on “Quirky Alones”: a brave breed of single people who resist the tyranny of coupledom in favor of independent self-expression. The article’s writer, Sasha Cagen, started something with this idea, and an article in this month’s San Francisco Gate follows up on her and her concept today.
Here is Sasha’s definition of a Quirky Alone. it’s different than being a loner, which is someone who really doesn’t have many friends. A Quirky Alone has lots of friends and is very social, but prefers their own space and free time. Think you might be a Quirkly Alone? I probably am, I guess.

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Kittens!

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So, Kathy has four kittens that were abandoned by someone near her house. There’s no mommy, but they are old enough to be on their own — about six weeks old. There’s a calico girl, a tortoise-shell colored girl, an orange boy, and an orange and white boy. They are as cute as a button. I went to her house last night to see them. I forgot to take my camera, or you’d be able to see them too. I’m going to adopt the two girls, unless someone else really wants to adopt one of the girls, in which case I’ll probably get a girl and a boy.
UPDATE: I adopted a boy and girl, and mom took the calico kitty.
Baby Huck
Baby Annabelle

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Site Related News

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I’m messing around right now with cascading stylesheets, testing how they work with the navigation links on the left of this page. So far, it’s working well. Now I’m looking at different sections of the site, and how to streamline using stylesheets so the pages will load faster and be lighter. The basic design will be the same, though. I’m just looking for ways to be more efficient.

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My Sister’s “Gay” Husband

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Several years ago, my sister Stacy brought her then-boyfriend (now husband) Roger to a party I threw. Roger is English, speaks with a British accent, and was visiting my sister here in the US (Stacy and Roger now live in England). Of course, it was one of my parties, so there were plenty of gay people there as well as straight friends. And Roger, being British, and having trendy facial hair and clothes, set off several people’s gaydar. At one point, Dan and Doug whispered to me “are you sure he’s not gay?” and I replied, “no, he’s not gay, he’s European” which caused hysterical laughter and spawned the catch phrase “do you think he’s European?” in reference to anyone who trips off the gaydar. Ever since, Dan and Doug have referred to Roger as “your sister’s gay boyfriend” until Stacy and Roger got married, at which time he became “your sister’s gay husband.”
Well, apparently, the “Gay or European?” Question is a widespread phenomenon. Take the test; can you tell the difference?

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