Friday, February 23, 2007


AKA: Sudden Inspiration

I just saw Patti LaBelle doing a PSA regarding diabetes. She referred to food as "the enemy".

THAT is MY version of Hell. I know millions of people live with the realities of diabetes. My grandfather suffered from adult-onset diabetes. A cousin has endured insulin shots since my earliest memories. I suppose, in those circumstances, I could learn to adjust my diet to better suit the needs of my misfiring pancreas...

But... to consider food... Food, food, glorious food... the enemy...

That would be Hell.



I got nothin'. No inspiration, no creative impulse, no bit of humor or insight to share. I wouldn't mind blogging, so it's not exactly an issue of motivation... but I got nothin'. The couple of half-finished entries languishing in my drafts will have to languish a bit longer. (See, Syd, it IS possible to reference blog fodder without talking about your "box"!)

Anyway, I'm pretty close to asserting that February sucks just as much as January. Perhaps a weekend of lesbian blogger fun is just what the doctor ordered. Maybe this month can be salvaged after all. In the meantime, try to appreciate that the pillow-fighting entry has been replaced. I know I was damned tired of looking at it.

Catch ya'll on the flipside. Is March good for you?

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Fight Like a Girl?

Somehow, fell off of my radar a while back. As I was reacquainting myself with the hot chicks games great links history of beer, I happened across a link for the Pillow Fight League:

Well, I guess I can't excuse my ignorance of the PFL with neglecting, since it's apparently been around since 2004. Maybe the more interesting point is that it was established in 2004 and is still an active, successful "sport". (The most recent fight was in Brooklyn on 1/19.)

The Official PFL Rules

  • Women Fighters Only. No Exceptions. [So far, so good]
  • Fights have a five minute time limit and are won via pinfall, surrender, or referee stoppage. If a fight ends at the time limit with no winner, a winner is declared by a three-judge committee. [Okay, reasonable enough]
  • Punching, leg drops, clotheslines, submission holds, and other moves are allowed as long as a pillow is used to execute the attack. [Cool!]
  • Preventing an opponents' pillow strike by holding her pillow results in a warning from the referee. Judges may choose to include these warnings as part of their judging criteria if a fight goes the distance. [Again, kinda makes sense]
  • No eye-gouging, biting, scratching, hair pulling, or low blows. [Damn. Maybe it's not 'fighting like a girl', after all. What about bitch-slaps?]
  • No rude, lewd, or suggestive behavior. [Why the hell not?]
  • Loading a pillow with a foreign object such as a brick is strictly forbidden. [I guess that would kinda change the essence of the fight...]
Hey, if you're looking for a reason to go to Ontario in March, might I suggest getting tickets for the Boom Boom Room on the 30th? If you should, take pics. Please.