Wow, how wonderful is technology? I am typing this in the dark, lying on the sofa, on my Treo phone…
Wordpress is awesome. But it isn’t designed for a Treo screen.
Head girl and I are in the capital for the wedding of a friend of mine… my aunt and uncle are very kindly putting us up for the nights bracketing the wedding tomorrow, and head girl is ably coping with the quite daunting scenario, especially for a good white English girl, of partial immersion into Greek family life.
Head girl’s karmic superiority showed it’s face at the beginning of the train journey here… I admonished her when she made an intolerant comment about the slight noisiness of two overly boisterous teenaged girls with one of their mums, sat nearby. So naturally, after I defended their exuberance, the two horrific little harpies got louder and louder, singing off key, fighting in the aisles, generally being little twats. Eyes rolled, but none of the other passengers said anything, and to be honest I think that was mainly because the mum was there, and like fools we didn’t want to show her up.
Still, I did get a couple of good lines out of it. one said “ooh, I love all of this kind of music” as a tinny house anthem came on, and I barely supressed the urge to say “Which kind? Shit?”.
The other was just after a play scuffle broke out, and the undeniaby more pretty one exclaimed “you can hit me as many times as you want, you’ll still be ugly!”
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MOMBcast #137 is recording tonight!
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Peach for godsgirls

Illustration by Victo Ngai for the fiction “Sweet Dreams” by Peter Stamm
“She went to the bathroom, filled the tub, and got undressed. The mirror misted over with condensation, and the smell of pine needles filled the air. She turned off the water, and the apartment suddenly seemed very quiet. Then she heard footsteps, and Simon’s voice through the half-open door. He said, I’ll just go downstairs for the bottle of wine. I thought you’d gone already, said Lara, and she poked her head through the crack, and he kissed her on the lips and tried to barge the door open, but she held it shut. They kissed again. See you soon, said Lara. It was odd, she still felt a little ashamed in front of him.”

This scene is one of my earliest comic memories. It was the first point at which I saw a comic character making a mistake, which meant it was probably the first time I really processed them properly as characters and human.
Spider-man has webbed up a doorway to stop a criminal escaping, but then realises that the criminal is escaping out of the window instead, and in his hurry to catch them he forgets his own webbing.
It seems gloriously ridiculous out of context, but if memory serves it was part of a pretty intense and dramatic story featuring Alex Summers (Havok).
(This was me, by the way.)

Bella Heathcote
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