Special 500th Post Pajama Diaries Mocking BLOWOUT!

Hey, I just noticed that this will be my 500th post! It has been a glorious 2.whatever years so far, friends. I'll probably keep on blogging at an irregular rate, but you'll love it when I do. Anyway, in a move unrelated to any blogiversary, I decided to go look back at the archives for the terrible comic "Pajama Diaries." Back when I lived with roommates in an urban area and we received a daily newspaper that carried the NY Times crossword and two pages of terrible comics, I used to alternately blow a gasket while reading Pluggers and these here Pajama Diaries. The latter because of the gender stereotypes. I've looked back at the past month on the webernets and found a number of horrifying examples!

Some things that are terrible about this:

1. The man is an incompetent parent.
2. Bitches always be crying, apparently.
3. Dudes can't handle emotions, so must escape from their families and drink away the icky taint of femininity.

Apparently this Jill character is my mother.


Ladies hate aging, but love being skinny like teenagers!


Jill is trying to instill in her daughters the inevitably of their gendered household roles. "Forget that book-larnin', little lady, it's time to do some washin'!"

Tears of clownishly over-emotional lady comics

Via Feministe, I have discovered a fellow named John Glenn Taylor who can explain to all of us why the ladies got to be cryin' all the time. I have often wondered what it is exactly that causes my feminine tear ducts to lose control and leak all over my face. Well, through extensive vintage romance comics research, JGT has uncovered and classified many of the situational triggers for this icky emotional response. 'Tis teh awesome: Panels 66: Why Chicks Cry (Easily Mused).

Pajama Diaries: Crappy comic confuses me

Last month this storyline ran in Terri Libenson's terrible comic:

Okay. WTF, right? Like, who doesn't know their kid can read? I'm always confused about shit like this because apparently having learned to read at age four makes me some sort of freak, but wouldn't they have been working on at least her letters with her at home? Isn't that what stereotypical white middle class parents do? Mine did. I mean, I wasn't even aware for the longest time that kids learned to read in school because when I was in kindergarten they sent me and Nicholas Kicklaus (I swear that was his name) out in to the hall to read books with older kids. HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT YOUR CHILD CAN READ?! Pajama Diaries has definitely established how "busy" the mom in this comic is, but seriously. Also, unavailable as of yet online, but Sunday's PD included excuses for her to get out of sex with her husband. Nope, no stereotypes confirmed here.

Quote o' the Day & Mini-Movie Review: PCU

Jeff Fecke on the idea that feminists should consult Catholic priests for relationship advice:

Oh, Jesus. Yes, what feminism needs is a man’s perspective on what women need. That’s exactly what feminism is about! That, and looking for awesome shoes. Chicks love shoes.

Well, if we're talking about The SEXY GAY Jesus, then he totally has something to contribute. Also, he knows where to find the best shoes.* FACT: I have way too many shoes. FACT: The Lesbo-Feminist Gestapo lets you keep your Feminist Card if you have more than just a pair of birkenstocks and some combat boots these days. Just don't overdo it, okay? BTW, I saw 1994's cult classic/stoner/college movie PCU over the weekend, and actually quite enjoyed it. There may have been a few mitigating factors. Namely: a) being in a slightly altered state of mind, also b) I am a sucker for the Jeremy Piven, even in his prematurely-balding, obviously-way-too-old-for-college state. But anyway, I quite enjoyed the "PC" stereotypes, what with having gone to a small liberal arts college and all. The Womynists cracked me up, as did the stoner/frisbee kids, the protester kids, but especially the underground fraternity, led by a young David Spade. This role was built for everybody's favorite whiny comedian who looks like he's twelve years old. It is unfortunate that he continued to play this exact same role for the next ten years in everything he's ever been in. But this was perfect for him. Anyway, you should check it out some time. I think the stereotypes poke fun without insulting, which is an important distinction to draw. It's obviously more of a "guys'" movie, but that's kind of how (non-romantic) comedies tend to skew (unfortunately). (Just felt like I should put one more thing in parentheses.) *ANECDOTE: A dear friend of mine who didn't come out to many of us until our senior year of college spent the summer after freshman year selling women's shoes at Nordstrom and claiming that his long-distance significant other was a woman (so not the case). It was ridiculous at the time, and even funnier in retrospect. But damn, was he good at selling shoes!