Doomtown

I'm the type of person that will yell at a book when the characters do something stupid (i.e. searching a suspect's house without a warrant), but will give TV characters a free pass. This is because I consider most TV shows to be nothing more than brain candy-not intellectually nutritious and hard to stop consuming once I start. There are some exceptions to this rule , but for the most part, TV Time is Veg Time. Which is why I'll probably continue to keep watching Forever on ABC . Its premise is about an immortal medical examiner (not a vampire, for a change) looking for a way to die without ending up waking up in the nearest body of water. Naked. After watching the pilot, I have to agree with most critics that there isn't anything in the show that breaks new ground, but it's entertaining, so I'll probably give it a chance. The show's writers need a lesson in research and common sense, however. There were one or two times when characters put themselves

I wanted to write an article about what I thought of the entire Zoe Quinn debacle , but thought better of it. The internet, it seems, does not appreciate  dissenting opinions , and I'd just as soon not have my personal information stolen and put out there for the world to see just because I may or may not think you should take anything a jilted ex says-man or woman-with a grain of salt. That's the worst part. That I should feel terrified to voice an opinion just because some group out there might get butt hurt and take it upon themselves to virtually assault me. It got me to thinking of all the times I actually applauded this type of behavior . I'm not particularly comfortable with the fact that there is a part of me that enjoys going for the jugular-deserved or not. Sigh. This week's Lazy Time Reblog comes straight from the guys at Cracked who aren't afraid of bullies or speaking their mind...they probably have hackers on the payroll though. Makes me feel be

If the definition of feminism is the belief that men and women should have equal rights and opportunities (which according to Merriam-Webster, is exactly what it is), then I guess that's what I am. Personally, I wish we could all just get along and stop beating each other up over stupid crap like whether or not to leave the toilet seat up or put it back down after use. The latter, of course, is the correct choice, and I'll defend that assertion to my grave. I'm certainly not going to kill my husband over the issue, though. Especially since we have an unspoken agreement that if he puts the seat down, I'm responsible for removing hair from the sink, thus keeping my ass dry, the plumbing from getting clogged, and our marriage from dissolving into ruination. Fair is fair, after all. Feminism? This week's Lazy Time Reblog comes from Anita Sarkeesian , creator and host of the web series Feminist Frequency . I was a little hesitant about reblogging this one, not only

*Blogger's Note* Sorry for the late posting. I was stuck in Mississippi last week taking my CEU's for the year. And my apologies to R.K. Milholland. I couldn't get in touch with you to find out if it was okay to reblog one of your strips, but I left the links to both your web comic as well as your art store. Because capitalism is awesome...and please don't sue me. I have a love hate relationship with web comics. I love to read them. I hate waiting for them to be updated, especially ones like Goblins: Life Through Their Eyes by Tarol "Thunt" Hunt  that totally get me engaged in the story and then take eons for the new strip to be posted. I would give Hunt my right tit if he would just post on a regular basis, but he's a guy and probably has no use for mammaries unless they were still attached to me. Then again, considering the state of my saggy bosom, maybe not. Penny Arcade , written by Jerry Holkins and illustrated by Mike Krahulik, is better, updat