Archive for September 14th, 2009

It happens: Asia Argento NSFW Edition

September 14, 2009

Like she was not already a bombass superfly lady in her own right, she is also director Dario Argento’s daughter. I said goddamn, Asia Argento. You had me at buon giorno. Haters to the left!

A confession: I feel like this picture represents my attitude toward women up until recently: a lot of masculine posturing, deliberate naughtiness with a subsconscious eye toward alienation, and tightly concealed feminine anxiety (keeping your feelings secret from a woman is virtually impossible, and this is mainly terrifying to me — I feel that the sheer dress represents this vain and futile attempt to conceal my very real girly core, which is just as sensitive and emotional as all-git-out and I shudder to admit makes me as vulnerable as any other chick on the block). But I’ve been on this new quest to strengthen my pre-existing female relationships—I have close female friends without whom I could literally not live, yet I still insist that women don’t get along with me; clearly this is false or else is based on residual hurt from some distant past that I need to just plain get over—and hopefully forge some new ones, too.

I’m trying to overcome my shyness around women and be less of a geeky tomboy, or at least balance that trait, and to stop pigeonholing 51% of the world’s population as likely to dislike me. I am guilty of reverse discrimination: by assuming a girl is not going to “get” me or like me, I am not only doing my sex a terrible turn, but I am also depriving myself of the opportunity to meet and learn from a new person. So I am working on this.

Unlikely G: Joe Sciabica Farmers’ Market Edition

September 14, 2009

Sciabica Olive Oil Co.’s Joseph Sciabica, a wonderful and dynamic gentleman who is a regular fixture of the market and Modesto’s foodie scene in general, was sitting in his walker this most recent, rainy Saturday when the band began to play “Que Sera, Sera.” He got up from his walker and danced to the final chorus, as everyone sang and cheered. It was one of those really rare, beautiful moments in life that approaches true perfection.

To say this was one of the highlights of the day is to wildly undersell it. (I’m ashamed and sorry that my singing is so loud, but, in all fairness, I was the one holding the camera and so I was closest to its microphone. I almost didn’t share this but I decided to swallow my pride; it’s too wonderful not to widely distribute.)

I hope you find this spontaneous outpouring of g’ness as awesome, life-affirming, and inspiring as I did. If you would like to read more about the Sciabica family history and olive oil pressing in the Central Valley area, here is a piece by Joe himself.

I’m sorry if this reads like a Reading Rainbow book report—but you don’t have to take my word for it!—but it reduced me to a very childlike wonder, so maybe that is a fair explanation.

Daily Batman: Enter Batgirl

September 14, 2009

Pencil sketch of Batgirl making a cute squinchy face.

Since this is by Kevin Maguire, I assume it is meant to depict the Batgirl from Batman Confidential, a monthly DC Comics series that has developed in the wake of the Nolanverse re-arousing interest in Batman’s early years. As I have not yet given them a whirl, I do not know Batgirl’s public identity in those stories. Depending on how early it is in Batman’s career, continuity would dictate that it be Barbara Gordon, but, if they wanted to roll truly old school, I guess they could bust out dumbass Betty Kane (I refuse to link to anything that has to do with that). In any case, doesn’t she look so cute?! I just want to pinch her little riot grrl cheeks and giggle together — love this! (I think I am simultaneously a girl and a boy up in my brainspace.)