Neat little article about how class, gender, and blindness coincide to screw the little guy. And why gay rights are good for everyone: because unmarried het coupledom is also something we should recognize and take care of. Half this battle, of course, is just about health insurance. If we had decent universal health care, there wouldn’t be nearly the same push for gay marriage.
Design
Bookdwarf has been fiddling with CSS and so forth as she updates her blog (Sample problem: If you have a 200 pixel wide div on the left, and a dynamic div on the right that has a width set to, say, 70%, how do you get a banner image at the top of the page to run from the leftmost edge of the page to the rightmost edge of the right-hand div? Can you set the width to be 70% + 200px?). So, I figured, it was time to update my blog. Spring cleaning if you will. Big changes.
I’ve increased the red and blue background values from 66 to 76, leaving the green value at 66, making it darker and slightly purple-ish, and then chose a lighter grey for the title and description so they’re legible in the new background color. I then narrowed the left margin area allotted to the links bar from 22 to 21 percent of the page width. I think that should do it for another year or so, eh?
Oh, and if it doesn’t look good in Internet Explorer, get a real browser, shitbird.
Straight Dope
Straight Dope, man. What a column. And here it illustrates, as always, that English is a very weird language:
Penis is a third declension noun, not second declension. These nouns often end in -is in the singular and -es in the plural. The English style -ises is sometimes preferred. Hence, we have penises (half of us do, anyway), and mantises and pelvises, but only more rarely do you see penes, mantes, and pelves, though they are not incorrect. In many cases, only the Latin form is acceptable: We have testes (some more than others) and crises and psychoses, but never testises, crisises, or pyschosises.
I always get annoyed when people say “forums” instead of the obviously more correct “fora.” But I’ve had to give in: “fora” is, frankly, pretentious, and therefore is perfect for this site, but it doesn’t fit on something like, say, Go-Mono, which actually does have fora. Or forums. A discussion board, anyway.
Friendster, Craftster, etc.
On a whim, I invited Brad DeLong, former Clinton appointee and current Berkeley Econ prof, to be my friend on Orkut. I didn’t imagine that he’d accept, but he did! Now I can list myself as a fan!
It’s a strange day in this country when we have more than one celebrity economist. It’s a good day, I think. I mean, where are our priorities? Paris Hilton, Paul Krugman, Kobe Bryant, Brad Delong, Arianna Huffington… it’s good to know that there are at least a few public intellectuals out there.
Gentle Mocking
Someone unearthed an old and somewhat embarrassing picture of Mike Wolf, Ximian/Novell sysadmin and pal, and I turned it into a Planet GNOME icon:

Owning your own home
Home-ownership. What a dream: buy a broken-down wreck for a few hundred grand, then match the purchase price in repairs, match it again in sweat and heartbreak, and you’ve got a beautiful building, one you love and know, one that is you. You have roots. Roots.
Also, off-street parking. Mmmm, off-street.
No War for Tropical Fruit
You know, let’s skip turning Haiti into a nation-building exercise. We’ve got our hands full, we helped Aristide out once or twice before, and of course they don’t have any oil. So on the whole, you know, we should probably just leave it to fester until it becomes a real emergency.
And in bizarre medical news
Chewable contraceptives. Of course. What are they, for children? I hear they plan on making them with cute shapes. Wait til someone’s child actually does eat a box of these spearmint-flavored goodies.
Vaguely related Volokh post about government-imposed bias in scientific research, notably related to forcing additional delays to study the effects of emergency contraception, even though it’s been proven effective.
Nausea
I was feeling better, ate a banana, drank some tea, quit shivering. And so I started browsing Orkut and now I’m doing that thing where you look up people you used to know and wonder where it all went wrong and I feel sick to my stomach again.
Sick sick sick
My least favorite pastime: emesis.
What a way to spend a holiday.