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I have a unique subject for debate, so let's do this.
I practice martial arts at a well respected dojo. This isn't some mcdojo (term for a fancy place that acts more like an expensive health club and doesn't really teach anything helpful). It's small and close-knitted, and our Master wants to bring it back to reflect a more traditional dojo.
We wear a gi, an outfit used for martial arts training. We're not really required to use it, and we can use regular sports clothing if we want to. But it's just better to use the gi. One of the big reasons we prefer the traditional gi over modern sports clothing is that a gi won't rip, but other clothing materials can.
Now here's the problem: I'm a woman. The gi were designed for a man's body - even if the gi is technically unisex. And I do wear a t-shirt and sports bra under the gi. But we kick, punch, and grab each other in the dojo, and the gi can easily be yanked off.
Thought I should post this here as people in the UK might be interested ... the BBC have done a Radio adaptation of Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman! It has an amazing cast, and generally sounds awesome - some of my friends have been excited about this for months. The first episode is this afternoon (2:30, BBC Radio 4) and an hour long, and then there are 5 30-minute episodes next week on BBC Radio 4 Extra. All episodes available to catch up on demand until 29th March.
More info here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b01r522y/profiles/about
I don't know about experience of others, but I have met plenty of guys who pretend to not be sexist and maybe even think they are not, but once you get to know them you realise they are looking for to objectify and do their laundry. Or they can't stand the fact that you have an education and a "manly" job. Or they start complaining about you not dressing a certain way (excuse me?). How do you avoid them? Better yet, how did you meet pro-feminist men?
So, I've been meaning to do a detailed article here about everything that's wrong with the VFX industry and how the big studios in Hollywood treat us right now, and I haven't had the time to sit down and do it. But we just had our special crew screening of Oz: The Great and Powerful, and you know what left the biggest impression on the crew after the credits finished rolling?
Picture this: as usual, the actors and the director and all the people the studio deems "important" get their names scrolled across the screen in a special fashion. Then the regular credits start rolling, and we get to see those people... again. Because we missed them the first time? Okay, fine, whatever. So the credits go along, everything is all nice and centered, and broken down by department and team. Everything's very easily readable.
"Scientists suggest beer after a workout"
http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/201 ... r-workout/
Makes me think I should have had that beer after exercising on Thurs like I wanted to, instead of being good and having water. But
Here's (not) a real shocker for all of us here:
http://news.discovery.com/human/psychol ... 130214.htm
Sample size was huge, 13,000 people. Dude.
Gotta dash and run, my husband and I (hey look: we're going together! to do kid stuff!) have a meeting re: kindergarten but I'll try to dig up the peer-reviewed article when I'm on campus and have access to such things.
So I know we just had a HUUUUGE thread on this, but it was kinda dying this week, and this is just sort of a funny take on it, so I'm starting a new thread. you all know how I like to start new ones, right?
Anyway the stuff we've been trying to explain about nice guys? Pretty much echoed on buzzfeed, in funny picture form! hell people, if a website about funny cat memes can understand my perspective surely the rest of the world can!
http://www.buzzfeed.com/hnigatu/13-reas ... -the-worst
First, something you should know about me: I love musical theater. And yet, despite its towering place in the repertoire, I'd only seen Les Miserables onstage once before seeing the movie yesterday, and while I know some of the music, I can't sing all of it on command like I can for some musicals. However, one summer I was really, really bored, and read all 1500 pages of Hugo's novel. In short, I knew what I was getting into with this movie, but didn't have a fully-fleshed image in my head.
But even without that image, the movie was disappointing. I wanted the grandiose pomp of the stage, made close by film. I wanted the surround sound to sweep me away with soaring horn lines and melancholy woodwinds, from the overture to the ending credits. I wanted elaborate costumes and detailed sets. And, about five minutes into the movie, I wanted cast members who could sing.