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Male Bodies, Women's Souls


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Kate Evans' Blog
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Seablogger
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September 16, 2002

According to my statistical elves,

According to my statistical elves, Astonished Head is a morning read for most folks, with a smaller number checking in at lunchtime...or, if they're on the West coast, first thing in the morning. Traffic dropped off markedly at the end of August, but then shot back up in September, which is astounding because I've had nothing of import to say for going on three weeks now. Yes--that does assume that I have indeed had important things to say at other times. So sue me. I theorize that people were on vacation in August, from which it follows that the site gets read in the workplace. Shame! Wasting your employers' valuable money. I am contributing to the manufacture of poor quality cars and inferior-style electronics.

Things are still a mess here at Peapod. But the living room floor, she is shiny. Satin, actually. The last of the polyurethane fumes have dispersed, and Bob the Cat seems only marginally dimmer than she was before the staining/sealing process began.

If I can dig out my reference books, I will soon have a fascinating piece about Minoru Yamasaki and why the Islamists were so bloody offended by our gleaming towers. As you might expect, the reasons go back thousands of years.

What else is new?