What am I doing with a blog?

Awww…heck. I dunno.

quirky is in the eye of the beholder July 31, 2007

Filed under: film — himbly @ 12:15 pm

I have this quirk.

If you know me in real life, the singular construction ‘this quirk’ in the sentence above is kinda funny.

When I am newly alone…or not so newly alone, maybe ‘oldly’ alone, too…I can’t go to sleep unless there’s something on. Like, lights or radio…but preferably tv. Since I’ve moved into my new place, I’ve slept twice in my bed forsaking the comfort of a brand new mattress and bedclothes to stretch out on the couch under an old scruffy blanket with my feet hanging off the end (or, if I’ve been forward thinking enough that night, I will have put a chair at the end so that my feet don’t dangle).

Anyway…so, because of this I’ve been buying cheap dvds at every block buster I’ve come across…mostly the $6 ones. Since today is payday, I bought myself a few vids: The Godfather II, Solondz’s Palindromes, Bright Young Things (Stephen Fry’s directing debut), and Rushmore.

Speaking of Jason Schwartzman…what exactly was wrong with I (heart) Huckabees? I really enjoyed it.

Smacking my lips on the way home, excited to start watching one of these new DVDs (watching = have it play in the background while I putter around and try to get some stuff done) I read the back of Rushmore. “The best American comedy since Annie Hall.” – Premier Magazine

So, Annie Hall is in the DVD player now. What? It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve watched it.


Need cheering up? July 28, 2007

Filed under: misc — himbly @ 12:02 pm

I just looked at this website and instantly smiled.

Carol Channing’s Official Website


Himbly’s friday/saturday youtube romp

Filed under: misc,youtube — himbly @ 11:00 am

Ahh..well rested. To finish off the youtube romp from yesterday here’s one that I can’t get out of my head. Made funnier because that’s actually Carol Channing’s voice:

Was out for dinner a few nights ago when this one came into the conversation. An oldie, and I’ve put it up before, I think…but it’s a-goodie:


annnd…one more Family guy to round it all up for this week. Since we’re doing a, mostly, geek fest here…I thought the first one with Chester Cheetah was appropriate.


Himbly’s friday night youtube romp July 27, 2007

Filed under: misc,youtube — himbly @ 10:39 pm

Hey y’all…

there will be a friday night youtube romp…but on saturday. I’ve not slept at all well this week for varying reasons; none of which are serious…mostly trivial and stupid…but all leading to friday night being a christ-I-can-only-watch-DVDs night. This coupled with the pain of crushing on a brilliant, handsome and gay man has put me out for the night. He’ll never know the gentle touch of Himbly, but you can watch him here and imagine he loves me back:


I was gonna start the romp with these anyway. More tomorrow!


UPDATE: Just fascinated with the April Fool’s video, I found some interesting information here:

The clip finds Wainwright waking up one morning with some of opera’s greatest heroines: Cho-Cho-San (“Madame Butterfly”), Carmen (“Carmen”), Mimi (“La Boheme”), Tosca (“Tosca”) and Gilda (“Rigoletto”). The sextet gather round the piano for a moment of music before heading off to the local diner for breakfast. … Of course, Carmen is not the only diva to die in “April Fools,” despite Wainwright’s brave efforts to stave off the inevitable: Mimi succumbs to consumption, Tosca hurls herself off a bridge, Cho-Cho-San commits ritual suicide, and Gilda sacrifices herself to a band of thugs.


Renewing an already strong infatuation: July 26, 2007

Filed under: misc,youtube — himbly @ 11:53 pm

Rufus Wainwright. After tonight there’s nothing left to say about his incredible performance.


Which LOLCat are you? July 24, 2007

Filed under: quizzed — himbly @ 1:32 pm

Your Score: Longcat

52% Affectionate, 31% Excitable, 46% Hungry

Protector of truth.

Slayer of darkness.


Longcat may seem like just a regular lengthy cat, but he is, in fact, looong. For proof, observe the longpic.

It is prophesized that Longcat and his archnemesis Tacgnol will battle for supremacy on Caturday. The outcome will change the face of the world, and indeed the very fabric of lolcatdom, forever.

Be grateful that the test has chosen you, and only you, to have this title.

To see all possible results, checka dis.

Link: The Which Lolcat Are You? Test written by GumOtaku on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

L.A.M.E. July 23, 2007

Filed under: feminism — himbly @ 12:13 am

Sometimes you try. Sometimes you try to explain that you…as a woman…as an intelligent woman who lives in a free society…as a woman who has as many goals, aspirations and plans as any man…you call yourself a feminist because there were women (feminists) before you who carved out your path. And they were mavericks who did not have an easy go of it and deserve that respect. And still, whether everyone admits it or not, women are typically not as free as men are socially or economically. You try to explain that when you talk about feminism, you’re talking about your very life and the right to govern the choices you make and to be judged by your merits and weaknesses instead of superficial attributes (ie. tits). And you wonder why that is so hard to understand.

Then you see something like this.

Yeah. First, it annoyed me. Then I laughed…’cause…whatever.


two things July 21, 2007

Filed under: misc — himbly @ 8:33 am

Firstly, I came across a story in which a Nigerian social activist named Dorothy Aken’Ova has been threatened with the loss of access to her 8 year old son. She and the writers of this article ask is that her story be linked, and so I am doing that here.

Secondly, I mentioned the word ‘satire’ yesterday and remembered this morning that I read a good article on satire at Pandagon so I thought I’d post it here.

Wait, you mean Jonathan Swift didn’t want to eat Irish children?

Their article is in response to a blog post I’ve never read, but I think it’s still a good ‘un.


Maybe this should be a weekly romp: Himbly’s Friday Youtube Romp July 20, 2007

Filed under: youtube — himbly @ 11:34 am

I love youtube. Love love love youtube. So, now I’m going to try (if I remember) to do a weekly feature here at chez Himbly. Himbly’s Weekly Romp Through Youtube. And have I got some good ones today.

Firstly is a little ditty from Ricky Gervais. Now, I’m no fan of Coldplay, but Chris Martin sounds like an alright guy and this interview is quite funny:

Second up is a clip from Graham Norton. For those of you who aren’t familiar with him, he’s the host of a comedy talkshow in Britain. Prank calls, as he says in the clip, are “not big or clever” but his are hilarious:

Another Graham Norton with Shirley Bassey. Funny and sweet for the thrill the ‘prankee’ gets out of it:

Um. Okay. This is only going up because gerbils told me that if I sent him youtube stuff he knew it would eff him up. ha. So, then…I’ve not seen all of this ’cause it’s too creepy. Anyone who does watch all of it, tell me what the eff is going on here!

Yeah..I’m a terrible chicken.

Speed dating:

Perhaps overkill, but GN is reducing me to tears:


bad linguist July 18, 2007

Filed under: linguistics — himbly @ 10:53 pm

If you know me…or if you’ve been reading this blog…you will know that I’m taking intro courses to spanish right now.

What I’m about to say makes me a bad linguist.

I effing don’t care about Spanish. I don’t care I don’t care I don’t care.

I really don’t.

I have no plans to go to a Spanish country anytime soon (though I would love to go)…I have no real need for Spanish other than a language requirement and therefore I do. not. care. if I learn it.

There. I said it. Whew.

If I needed it or felt as though I could use it, I would try harder…but I just don’t have those feelings. Dear Spanish. It’s not you, it’s me.

I wish I could spend all my time doing my own research…but it never works like that, anyway. Ugh.


The way I see it

Filed under: feminism,misc — himbly @ 12:54 am

Firstly, I want to post this again. It’s hardly got anything to do with what I’m going to talk about, but I just want to have this vid available again:

I am another to jump on this woman’s bandwagon. Amy Winehouse is slightly crazy and monstrously talented…just the way I like my artists. Currently (as I am, embarrassingly, a celeb-gossip fan) I think she’s cracking a bit under the pressure and she seems to me to be one of those artists that was too busy persuing what she loved to understand what celebrity does to some people. I really hope she manages to pull it together and put her weight back on…she’s lovely.

Plus, i think she singlehandedly brought back the beehive as once gerbilsberlin and I observed while sucking on a sheesha pipe in a mediterranean restaurant. We hauled on that thing like it contained the antidote. I guess with clean livin’ comes simpler pleasures. Actually, it’s partly for him and platypus that I’m posting the above because I want you guys to watch it if you haven’t already. She’s amazing and I’m too lazy to email it right now. Ha.

Anyway…as I was watching her, I began thinking about the celeb gossip that I’ve read. I no longer check the magazines (no idea if People cares about Amy Winehouse actually) but have a couple of websites (for instance) I frequent. I’ve noticed that, although she is, frankly, a mess right now…most writers at most sites will recognize her incredible talent and at least cheer her on towards good health.

Okay…so there’s that.

I went back to “a site” I would check in and comment at occassionally. “This site” (unnamed because…well..not sure why) has turned from a..well, I’m gonna just lay it out. This site is right wing-y and usually slightly political. I was a frequent commenter (I’m sure this story is all in my archives) but stopped because there was no getting through to some of the main contributers on certain issues. When one of my arguments was met with an inappropriate response from a fellow I will call ‘The Twerp’…and then a kudos to The Twerp by the head writer (who went, weeks later, to congratulate one of his (and my) visitors on being a gentleman…which he (you know who you are) certainly is, but wtf was with the kudos to Twerp making comments about wanting to see me naked if the head writer held ‘gentlemanly behaviour’ in such high stead?) I decided ‘eff this’ and didn’t go back.

But I do…occassionally. To look. And the place, in my ever so humble opinion, has become a den of subtle misogyny. The kind that doesn’t seem like misogyny…hell, they’d take a man down if they saw him hit a woman…but comes out in sophomoric jokes about breast sizes and aging. You know…they type of person who buys into the airbrushed shit that they get in their Maxim magazine and then feels that he, somehow, has the right to call out judgements.

Oh…especially if any one of these women dare speak up in a way that displeases those types of men.

What follows is not a particular attack on anyone one person/man…because I’ve heard this same shit dozens and dozens of times.

Himbly has a hangup, you may be saying to yourself. Yup. I probably do. Now, allow me to be politically uncorrect for a moment and I will explain myself.

One of my pet peeves is men who judge a woman as ‘fuckable’ or ‘un-fuckable’ by the phrase “I would hit that” (or whatever variant you choose). Especially when that fellow is an average guy…tryin’ to get by like the rest of us…who all of a sudden decides that, yes…THAT girl is good enough for him to fuck.

Wellllll, thank YOU Cassanova but usually men who say that type of thing are shooting for a target WAY out of their league. Take a good look at yourself and then take a look at her. You better be really damn funny, Chuckles, because there’s not much of a chance you’re going to ‘hit that’ unless you make her laugh so hard she forgets your pockmarks and love handles.

As I’ve explained to several of my female friends, I will now explain here. I can’t help it…but the thought that any man would think that he’s doing any woman a favour by fucking her is sooooo ludicrous…well…I am just without words. No I’m not. Here’s the deal.

If you are a guy and you say ‘I would hit that’ you are essentially implying that she is gagging for a taste of your lovin’ and you will do her a favour by giving her a piece. Just remember, lady, to control yourself. There’s too many women who want a piece of this. I don’t give a crap if you’re Brad Pitt…well, he may be a slight exception…but my point is that EVERY woman is doing your sweaty ass a favour by letting you fuck her.

Sexuality for a woman is an internal venture. We are curvy and soft to boot. Men, god bless you fellas…I most certainly am not a man hater…well, you guys are stinky and there are parts of you that I never ever need to see. And I’m talking about the well groomed ones here. Letting you into our bodies is a big favour from us to you and ‘hittin’ dat’, to me, is a macho cover up for what the hetro among you already know. If there’s a favour done…it’s you who owe us.

Imagine if someone, without asking, were to suddenly jab their finger into your mouth. Ear, even. Hell…let’s say it’s a close friend. That would be pretty shocking to the point of, ‘dude, wtf??’ Right? That’s just a small illustration of how you can’t compare our sexualities.

So..what does that have to do with a top ten list of the most revolting women on the planet? Again, link not provided because now it’s sorta specific. Well…I have certain celebs I dislike, too. But to list them as the top ten most revolting women on the planet…well…if you need to do so, can we leave their breast size out of the discussion, maybe? But…it’s the same principle. Who the eff is this guy to judge these more successful and public women because they might decide to speak out in a way that he doesn’t like and they’re not as pretty as he would like. If you have a particular beef, address that…like one does when they have an intellectual beef with someone. Or…OR…at the very least make it funny. I’ve linked Seanbaby’s open letter several times and as mean as it is, it’s funny to the point of tears. At least she attacked him (or Miguel) first.

Anyway…to wrap this up. My view on women vs men’s sexuality is mainly for the ‘casual sex/sexuality’ set. It’s a whole different story once a couple is in love. I’m just so tired of average fellas thinking they’re in some sort of position to judge women individually based on superficial attributes. How is it different from cat-calling in the street?

UPDATE: Link provided now because M’ville is apparently (and sadly) among the top 7 blogs in Canada and I rank barely n-zillionth.


A good day July 17, 2007

Filed under: misc — himbly @ 7:44 pm

These days, in my world, a good day is one of those days where you test 4 babies successfully in about 5 hours. Holy crap, what a whirl wind of 6 month olds! Good times and couldn’t have been done without the help of my labmates…especially Val who was fantastic to work with. Of course, she’s had to go and figure out that she needs 8 month olds now…but it was nice working with her while I got the chance.

Unfortunately, now I’m procrastinating on a Spanish midterm that I really really ought to be studying for.

Now for an orange bathroom and an orange me. The bathroom is part of pics of my new digs that I’ve been snapping by way of procrastination. The orange me I think illustrates the ‘glow’ I have from the heat and the ‘wtf?’ humidity of this prairie city right now. Hace mucho calor!




search term: binding in minimalism

Filed under: linguistics — himbly @ 7:15 am

Dear person who got my blog by searching the term “binding in minimalism”

Good luck. I’m no syntactician, but I think it’s fair to say that it’s difficult to find info on or to make sense of what is out there on the topic. Reuland and Hornstein were the only two I could find who try to tackle it.


Hairspray July 16, 2007

Filed under: misc — himbly @ 7:50 am

Like many, many people, I have enjoyed John Waters’ films over the many years he’s been churning them out. It all started back in jr. high when ‘club music’ was considered the height of sophistication in our barely teen worlds and, well, what was more ‘club’ than Divine singing You Think You’re a Man. Chris Hendrickson probably still has my album that was lent to him sometime in grade 9. Okay. Unlikely that he still has my album. I’ll stop keeping tabs.

As we all know…Divine to John Waters is a small leap to make and I was soon trolling the video stores for Lust In The Dust (it sounded delightfully dirty to me). I think I went through other JW films before I could lay my hands on that one, though. Polyester was definitely one of them, but I can’t remember what I saw pre-LITD. I did eventually see it…I barely remember it, to tell the truth. I never saw Pink Flamingos.

However…although it was not my fave JW film, Hairspray was definitely a turning point in the JW repertoire.

Clearly a bigger budget and enjoyable in the very JW way, but different somehow. Great movie. I was impressed and it seemed right to make it a Broadway show, but now…with John Travolta as Edna Turnblad. Not so much. Another classic that Holywood has decided to bulldoze into lame mush. This is what I thought.

And…when gay rights protesters started to speak out against John Travolta playing one of the leads, I thought ‘yeah…he a/ belongs to an anti-gay organization and b/ he’s (allegedly) fiercefully closeted himself so…yeah. That’s fair.’

And…when he was quoted (will have to dig up the source for this) essentially bragging about his ‘hotness’ as a woman (let’s all remember this is Edna Turnblad we’re talking about) and how the men on set would grab him or whistle. Now, I know that sounds like a joke and it probably is but…uh…you know what? I’ve got to re-check that. I know that when I read it I felt some sort of sincerity from the guy, but maybe I was just in that mood.

Anyway…my point is that John Travolta as Edna Turnblad is a bad idea on many fronts…as is, in my opinion, remaking Hairspray. Why do you have to remake it anyway? Does a movie from the 80s no longer reach audiences the way it would if it were remade now?

The folks at Pandagon have a more detailed take on it which I found very interesting reading this morning.


yee-haaa-errrr-yeah July 14, 2007

Filed under: misc — himbly @ 7:48 pm

This is the first year I’ve not been downtown for stampede and I gots to say, I’ve barely seen any hint of it. Where I live now is sorta downtown but far enough that I only see people in cowboy hats walking from up here to the C-train…or wherever. I’ve missed all breakfasts (bummer…I wish I hadn’t) and I’ve not been near the fairgrounds at all. One more day and it’s over and I’ve missed yet another stampede.

I don’t want to sound like a party pooper, but who-the-eff-cares about the Stampede? I’ve seen enough downtown men and women turn into ‘urban cowboys’ around this time of year and spend the week getting hammered to turn me off of the whole shebang. ‘Cept the breakfasts…dude, what a great tradition. A good stampede breakfast is worth 20 huge beltbuckles in your face while you try to make your way to work in the morning.

However, at the uni, there is very little hint of the ‘dress western’, thankfully. People have some bbqs and breakfasts (again…missed them) but we are sheltered from the massive onslaught of country music and drunkards that are so common in the downtown area. Having lived extremely close to the Red Mile for years, I was thankful to escape it all this year.

I’ve started another Spanish class…the second in my language requirement…and, of course, I’m in there with a bunch of kids. One in particular who sits near me has this magical ability to turn any conversation into one about booze. I would watch him in awe, but lots of kids his age have the same ability. Even me…I’m sure…when I was that age. Which is why I must find it so a/ irritating and b/ boring.

I’ve had similar conversations with men in their 40s with wives and children.

And it’s funny, I think, how booze and drunkeness has become a badge of honour. Once I stopped going out with any sort of regularity and once I started finding other stuff to do (brag about? how about my lvl 59 mage for bragging?) I realized how useless it was to talk about booze all the time. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy getting drunk occassionally and have, on more than one occassion, needed a drink…but I hope I’m able to use it more as a social lubricant or relaxation tool rather than that plus topic of conversation.

me: ‘hey, kid…how was your weekend?’
kid: ‘awesome…we made a vodka bong that shoots vodka to the back of your throat so that you get wasted faster’
me: ‘uh. yeah?’

Bah. Kids.