My breakfast this morning consisted of a handful of frosted mini-wheats.  I wonder if the inventor of mini-wheats ever wrote a self-help book?  All I know is that Dr. Kellogg sure did, and it continues to amuse me.  Skipping past a couple of chapters, we land on chapter 17
I'm pretty sure that the opening paragraph of this chapter inspired a Dr. Laura book.  No way is that a good sign.

Today, three short chapters.  First up is the advice for boys.
Boyz II Men
You aren't getting out here scot-free, old man. 

This section not endorsed by Joycelyn Elders. 
So how do you suggest we take care of this problem, doctor?
Next the chapters for boys and young men.

So, we've all picked up that the late Mr. Kellogg has so many issues that some of them are neatly filed on microfilm?  Well, those issues start to really ramp up in the next few chapters.  Let's jump right into the tempting world of
So far, our dear cornflake man has mostly stuck to telling us about the evils of lustful thoughts.  Now, he's ready to plunge headlong into lustful actions. 

Next up, the first of three chapters on why little Timmy keeps touching himself and what can be done about it.  Fair warning, the words "carbolic acid" are going to be used.

Oh, John Harvey Kellog you delightful nutjob.  Today brings his advice on marriage.  I find it amusing in reading the chapter titles to discover that while anatomy, marriage, and childbirth each get one chapter each, masturbation gets 3.  But onto the main event, chapters 5 and 6.
Yes, that was long. Trust me there was more, including advice against interracial marriage because, "mulattoes are not so long-lived as either blacks or whites" (not that there could have been any bias against them in healthcare, nonsense!).  Now, children let's learn about the wonderful world of Coming tomorrow, chapter 7 "Unchastity", and chapter 8 "The Social Evil".

Oh happy day.  I'm currently reading Plain Facts for old and young, the sex-ed book by the wonderfully messed up inventor of Kellog's cornflakes.
Some excerpts for your edification.
Still to come, the chapters on marriage and 'continence'

Spring, it has sprung

What?  I sometimes comment at Jezebel.  This morning they posted an item showing how much Silda Spitzer has supposedly aged since being cheated on.  It was getting tons of negative comments,because that is a hell of a low blow.  I wote the following comment, "Really want to take over the Jane Petty Criticism corner in Bitch magazine on a permanent basis, huh?".  The latest issue of Bitch having given the petty criticism corner to Jezebel for just these kind of inflammatory shenanigans.  Guess what?  Now my commenting 'privileges' have been stopped.  Really, Jezebel?  Of all the moronic things.

How beautiful is this house?  It's like the lovechild of Gaudi and the Kraken.  Check out the picture of the stained glass window  So freaking awesome.

I'm going to type this up fast since I started having computer issues this afternoon.
1:50-Arrive at caucus location, stand around outside in the heavy snow (ugh) listening to people chant for their candidate. 
2:00-Doors open.  Allegedly.  The line (which now snakes around the block) is not moving.  Took another 20 minutes to get inside.
2:30 Finally inside!  Stand in line again, see someone from meeting and talk.  Get to reg tale, and get slip of paper with voter id.  Things inside are a complete disorganized crush.  I feel sorry for the first volunteer inside who is trying to direct people via yelling.
3:00- Directed to gym for speechifying.  Allegedly.  Buy a whoopie pie (with buttercream filling, so good), get an Obama sticker and find a seat. 
3:40ish- Woman comes up to the podium to say that speechs start at 4.  See Deval Patrick working the crowd.  Hear Clinton supporters in back of me make racist jokes about Deval Patrick. Shoot them a dirty look. 
4:00-  Time for speeches!  Okay, guess not.  Obama supporter guy sitting next to me is kind of cute.
4:15-  Speeches start with Mike Rowe, move onto Tom Ledue (poor guy is going to get his ass kicked), Tom Allen, Clinton guy (name escapes me), and Deval Patrick.  Talk to cute Obama guy, and make snarky comments about the speeches and overenthustic partisans (like the guy carrying a giant portrait of Clinton dressed a harp wielding angel). 
5:30-Speeches finally over.  Head to precient rooms, kick self or not having asked for Obama guy's number.
6:30-  Room runner says that we're going to wait until everyone is there for sure.  Notice that the room's mood is tired, and annoyed.  Crazy  Obama supporter woman starts shouting about her (uncast) vote not being counted
7:00- Finally break up into groups.  Clinton-5 Obama-40ish  Put my name down on the delegate list (I ended up being an alternate)
7:30 Votes cast, and the unwisely dumped into a pile instead of being immedately counted.  Talk to another Obama person about Dean and his general coolness. 
7:45-  Most of the other rooms are done by now.  We get our vote totals  Obama-119 Clinton-38  Someone gets a call that CNN is calling Maine for Obama, do little happy dance.
8:00-Home at last.  Democracy needs better organizers.  There were easily 2,000 people attempting to caucus, and it was not set up for that large of a crowd.

I just glanced in the mirror only to discover that I had a piece of cheese stuck to my forehead.  Hooray adulthood.

Snowing again  According to the paper this has been Maine's snowiest winter since 1955.  I am considering investing in some snow dogs and a sled.

Awesomely weird Westinghouse anti-communist movie about the 1939 World's fair. 

In my imaginary version, Babs dumps both Ted and Nick and chooses to run away to Canada without leaving a fowarding address.

Gah. After making the mistake of watching Dr Phil's hour of judge-y platitudes, I decided to look at the show's message board.  So.  Much. Racist. Stupid (and I haven't even gotten to the part about birth control yet)
The flames from the side of my face seem to be flaring up again.

Felted purse completed.  A before and after
I'm happy with that.  I now own a cute small bag.  ETA-I don't know what is going on with the formatting.  Oh well

Went to the Fryeburg fair today (pictures).  It was a great day for being outside, and a nice drive up past the lakes.  The fair was packed, I shudder to think what it's going to look like on the weekend.  I petted some alpacas, and have decided that if I ever have acreage it will be alpaca time.  The guy whose alpacas I was petting said that they get along fine with cats too. 

I tried to get pictures of the rabbits (OMG so adorable) and the chickens, but they didn't turn out.  Instead I present a pair of video clips. 

From the "but why?" files.  Foie Gras 'peanut butter and jelly'.  No, really?  Why?

My camera wasn't working right, so I didn't get pictures of everything I wanted.  These are the random fair moments when my camera wasn't throwing a hissyfit.