Heyyy! My friend and fellow playwright Anna Pattison asked me to write a guest blog about the Dramatists Guild Conference I went to last weekend and here it is!
1. Skynet becoming self aware.
I do not understand. I didn’t see Terminator 1 or 2 or whatever. Or, I did but I was a child when it came out and I guess I haven’t been watching it on a weekly basis since childhood so I just don’t know what you’re talking about. Skynet sounds like a generic cable company. Just shut up. Just. Shut up.
I know that a lot of the problem with Twitter is the people who use it for PR or marketing. And the fact that it’s something that we talk about at meetings at my office. That’s not nerds. That’s grownups. Grownups should shut up about Twitter, too. Here’s what I don’t like about the Twitter. All the RTs and #s and @s. Since when does a sign that I thought was meant to symbolize “number” start to mean something called “hashtag”? Who made that up?! Nerds, that’s who. What gave you the right?! I’m just too old for it all. CAN’T ANYONE JUST TALK TO EACH OTHER ANYMORE? Call me on my landline.
3. Battlestar Gallactica.
Fark you or whatever. Frak? Ugh, you guys. Just shut up. I’m going to watch it. Eventually. I’m sure I’ll like it. But I just finished The Wire and I’m working on Big Love and that’s enough of a challenge right now. Because once you watch The Wire and then you try to watch any other show it’s just like not good anymore. Nothing stands up to The Wire. Like try watching The Wire and then just watch like one episode of Lost and then come talk to me about Lost being worth anything. It’s not. So, I mean, fine. I’ll watch Battlestar Gallactica but I just need the sheen to wear off The Wire a little bit. I’ll do it eventually! Stop saying frak at me! Yeah, frak you too!
Oh my God there are so many more of these. Comic books. Chess. Complicated video games. Ugh SHUT UP, NERDS! ALL OF YOU!
*Let it be said that I am married to a nerd and almost all my friends are nerds and I am probably a nerd, too. But sometimes haters (me) gotta hate.
Yesterday was Equal Pay Day because it was “how far into 2011 women would have to work for their 2010 pay to finally catch up to men’s, according to the National Committee for Pay Equity.” Cool. Very cool. Feminism is over, is it? Not necessary anymore? Hm.
I feel very conflicted about the equal pay issue. Here is a really helpful article that lays out all the facts (it’s where the above quote comes from). Of course my knee jerk reaction is that it’s unfair and horrible and I hate it. But then I think about the children issue. I’m hardly breaking down any barriers or through any glass ceilings by getting married and being super domestic and baking all the time (get excited – there’s a baking post coming up!) and thinking that it is very likely, at some point in the future, that I will stop working for awhile to raise some babies. But I firmly believe that one of the greatest strengths and achievements of the Feminist movement is that each woman is allowed to make those decisions for herself. If we want to stay home with children we can. It’s not forced upon us, but it can be an option if we want it to be. Fine. The real problem I have with it is this little detail:
Women, on average, make 80% of what their male counterparts make ONE YEAR OUT OF COLLEGE. “‘The gap between men’s and women’s salaries begins immediately upon entering the workforce,’ says Sarah Green in the Harvard Business Review.” That article it links to goes on to say that when you control for industry, type of job, experience, etc, the gap closes to 95%. So okay. But still. BUT STILL! There should be no gap!
But then again, I am conflicted. Equality is hugely important, of course. But you know what’s not hugely important to me? Making a bajillion dollars. I don’t care about money that much, I guess. I’ve been poor for a number of years and I’m fine with being poor. So I think that if this is something that I get too upset about it implies that it’s because I care about the money issue. But it’s not about the money. In the end, it’s about equal pay for equal work. It’s just really easy to see inequality when it’s expressed in numbers.
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One of the many reasons we’re in love:
Billy: Also. I love that song that goes “Girl. Put your records on.” I know it’s like not cool. And borders on like easy listening.
Me: Oh it’s so good. Just go ahead. Let your hair down.
Billy: But shit makes me happy. I just bought the album on Amazon.
This is pretty much the best thing I’ve seen in a long time. Sluts 4eva!!!!!
Guys, let’s pack a picnic and take it to a lake.
UGH, COME ON MARCH. WHY CAN’T YOU BE MORE LIKE JUNE?!
Somebody buy this dress. Oh wait it’s out of stock. Just get it when they have it in stock again. And then give it to me. Or keep it, whatever. Just let me borrow it like once. Why don’t you ever let me borrow your dresses?! Ugh.