All righty, y’all. I crawled out from behind the debris of history books, chocolate, and horror movies to settle this one. I checked several sources, including the mighty Oxford English Dictionary. Not only does biweekly mean either twice a week or every two weeks, but the very first appearance in English found by the OED was twice a week.
We just finished our first full month together. I have been here since the end of March, but, until the middle of June, it was me, alone, in my creepy basement lab. Thank you for letting me out. I like it out here with the sane people.
Thank you to the nice Rubes who clicked through to Amazon from this site before doing their regular shopping. You helped pay for hosting expenses! Paying expenses keeps me out of the basement, and I love you for it. I like being around the other people. I get to write silly things about the silly things Dave and Gareth say, and occasionally write my own silly things.
I’m a glorious wordsmith at saying stuff and junk.
And within all this silliness, I get to assist two really kind, talented guys using my own tools.
I love you Rubes. Momma Carla loves you. Here’s your present: a very early picture of my writing on my Mac 512. Every time I receive a wee bit of renevue, I shall give you a embarrassing-myself present such as this.
A photo posted by Carla Hufstedler (@claradoxical) on
So if you want more of this awkwardness, and more growth of the site, with means more awesome for you Rubes, these are the ways to help:
First off, Join the forums! Play with meeeeeee. I am creating forums that can only be accessed by members, because reasons. I want to try to coordinate with Patreon, if they have the capability, to create a tier of forums for Patreon donors.
Comment on articles, because Rubes talk to each other, yo. Every time I receive a comment that is not spam, I cry a beautiful diamond tear that becomes a fairy, and that is how fairies are born, from my happy tears. Don’t you believe in fairies anymore?
Come say hey there hi there ho there before going to Amazon‘s main page and buy whatever you like.
click on any book, documentary, or music link from any given entry, and then either buy it or something else from Amazon or iTunes (which includes iBooks, the App Store, even Podcasts, which are free free free)
. Caffeine means hyperactivity means more site activity.
<thunder as all on stage freeze: the Dark Web briefly rises from the orchestra pit, menacing porn music blends with the thunder, thunder and music fade as Dark Web descends again>
Random member of Chorus one: Look, kittens!
Random member of Chorus two: Look, someone over there needs to be shamed! Attack in a pack!
Random member of Chorus three: 93 percent of my friends won’t share this, I know who will…
Hero: I am injecting something thoughtful, kind, and funny, and only four people noticed.
<The intro to Rick Astley’s “Never Gonna Give You Up” swells, getting louder and louder as the Reddit mascot runs onstage, and tackles Hero. The lights lower as the music gets louder, and the chorus confusedly mingles in chaos.>
Some days, it is really, really good to be an American. Take down those Stars and Bars, and put up the Rainbow flag, it’s time to celebrate, honey!
I hope June 26 becomes a national holiday. A fun, sparkly, glittery national holiday when we celebrate equality and how much more fun life is when we all have the same rights and can just relax and enjoy each other.
(And, yes, by the way, I do follow the teachings of Jesus–and the best part is, it’s okay if you don’t!–and he believed that no one should be oppressed by anyone else, and that love is always the answer above anything else. Love fulfills the nitpicky laws. So no worries, no anger, no nasty comments about Sodom, turn up the volume on Jesus Christ Superstar and dance with me, baby! It’s all going to work out just fine.)
John and I started our fight for a simple reason: We wanted the State of Ohio to recognize our lawful Maryland marriage on John’s impending death certificate. We wanted respect and dignity for our 20-year relationship, and as he lay dying of ALS, John had the right to know his last official record as a person would be accurate. We wanted to live up to the promises we made to love, honor, and protect each other as a committed and lawfully married couple. (Jim Obergefell, whitehouse.gov)