LADY'S NIGHT AT LEFTY'S LOUNGE AGAIN ANSWERS THE QUESTION: Where are the women bloggers?
Some to consider tonight: MEDIA GIRL, FEMINISTE, ELAYNE RIGGS, PEPPER, AVEDON, KATHY FLAKE . . . . what woman blogger today says a lot to you?
HOW ABOUT REXROTH'S DAUGHTER? Got me HERE.
Everyone, men and women, girls and boys are welcome especially BOUPHONIA,, who I mistakenly thought was XX, but now realize is XY
LAST WEEK THERE WAS A TREMENDOUS RESPONSE not just HERE, but ELSEWHERE to the Second Question: What woman of the past would have been a killer blogger in her day?
Edna St. Vincent Millay. Dorothy Parker. Shirley Chisholm, Hedy Lamarr, Marie Curie, Sylvia Plath, Marilyn Monroe, Jayne Mansfield, Doris Lessing were some of the answers. Let's keep it going tonight.
EMILY DICKINSON IS NOT HERE TO ACCEPT HER AWARD, but she got tremendous support here and in e mails. Bonus points tonight to contributors who name a woman of the past who would be a killer blogger in her day and who can name the blog itself.
THE HERETIK STARTS it off with Emily Dickinson HER BLOG? From Out of This Plain Wood Drawer
FEEL FREE TO DROP A LINK New, undiscovered, hot, on a roll? Everyone is welcome. Who do you read daily and why? (Other blogwhoring is okay too!)
All drinks are on The Heretik, on his tab. Drink and comment freely
SUGGESTED VISIT: LIBERTY STREET USA
Hope
is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
and sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Emily Dickinson
Posted by: The Heretik | August 30, 2005 at 04:02 PM
Bouphonia?
Phila is in for quite a surprise...
Posted by: Eli | August 30, 2005 at 05:00 PM
Hey, I am reversing polarity on that right now.
Posted by: The Heretik | August 30, 2005 at 06:59 PM
How about a Jane Austen Blog? I have to give mad props to Pam over at Pam's House Blend!
Posted by: Catherine | August 30, 2005 at 07:09 PM
If this lady had a blog, how crazy would it be?
Posted by: Agi T. Prop | August 30, 2005 at 07:16 PM
What woman of the past would have been a killer blogger in her day?
Marie Curie.
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | August 30, 2005 at 07:36 PM
Killer blogger? Salome, Bonnie Parker, Ruth Ellis, Claudine Longet, Aileen Wuornos, Lizzie Borden, Karla Homolka
Posted by: jen | August 30, 2005 at 08:10 PM
Jen, lol.
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | August 30, 2005 at 08:13 PM
;) Shakesis, sorry, i'm twisted...
Posted by: jen | August 30, 2005 at 08:17 PM
Catherine the Great of Russia, Mildred the Not So Great of Romania
Posted by: Betty Blogger | August 30, 2005 at 08:19 PM
Joan of Arc & Mary Magdalene would probably have interesting blogs.
I gain weight just reading the titled one's blog.
Posted by: ol cranky | August 30, 2005 at 08:30 PM
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose
To her Roman nose
And her Walkman started to melt...
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | August 30, 2005 at 08:41 PM
thinking of New Orleans, Marie Leveau, Voodoo Queen would have an interesting blog
Posted by: jen | August 30, 2005 at 08:49 PM
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I'd like to
Mash every tooth in your head
That's one of my favorite Morrissey songs...
Posted by: Agi T. Prop | August 30, 2005 at 08:51 PM
H, posted this in the wrong section. One too many ales already.
Let me plug Another Irani Online. My choice for a retro-blogger: the much undervalued Marget Fuller. The one essay/story by a contemporary woman author I wish every American citizen would read: Terry Tempest Williams, The Clan of One-Breasted Women.
I'll leave the bar as I'm Vis Intox Per. Best, ThomH.
Posted by: ThomH | August 30, 2005 at 08:52 PM
I should have known that would send Shakes into fits of Morrissey channeling. .. (pity Oscar Wilde was a man or we might have a chance at an encore with Cemetary Gates).
Posted by: ol cranky | August 30, 2005 at 08:52 PM
How about instead...
Girl afraid, where do his intentions lay?
Or does he even have any...?
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | August 30, 2005 at 08:55 PM
Can anyone crash this party? And is there any peach in those martinis?? :)
Posted by: Angie | August 30, 2005 at 08:59 PM
I must admit that I don't know too many Morrissey songs, but I like this newer one with a harder edge:
I've been dreaming of a time when
The English are sick to death of Labour
And Tories, and spit upon the name of Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line that still salute him
And will salute him forever
Posted by: Agi T. Prop | August 30, 2005 at 08:59 PM
Peach in the martinis, peach in the commentary. Impeach 'im in the White House.
Posted by: The Heretik | August 30, 2005 at 09:18 PM
Agi, I always knew you had Irish blood and an English heart.
Posted by: Shakespeare's Sister | August 30, 2005 at 09:19 PM
One woman blogger checking in from my hotel room, just off the corn fields and cotton fields. I can't go home, and that may be just as well for now. Two humans and two felines can live peaceably in a small room full of stuff. We have a computer, the USA Network, a corkscrew, and a lot of cat litter. Seems to be enough.
It is all very strange.
Posted by: Diane | August 30, 2005 at 09:24 PM
Diane:
Thank heavens the stores had an adequate supply of bottle openers and corkscrews ;>
Are the cats all freaked out or have they settled in nicely?
Posted by: ol cranky | August 30, 2005 at 09:31 PM
Glad you are OK, DED. Did you get THIS?
Posted by: The Heretik | August 30, 2005 at 09:34 PM
Wow - Diane, take care. I'm glad you brought the corkscrew. I imagine now is the time to feel comfortably numb.
Posted by: Pepper | August 30, 2005 at 10:04 PM