I got nothing myself. Nothing but a bounty of links, that is!
--Beth is my pal and the staff artist for Brain, Child. We met in seventh grade when we both tried out for the school play and got steered to the chorus. (Our talents lie outside the dramatic arts, apparently.) The plan—my plan, anyway—is that she will someday move to Charlottesville. In the meanwhile, I have to make do with occasional phone calls and glimpses into her quirky, awesome brain via her blog. Does this rock or does this rock?
--If you think Body Mass Index guidelines are a bit F to the U-C-Ked up, have a look at this. Kate Harding matched up some BMI categories with photographic evidence. (Via Jezebel).
--Thought this was interesting in The Believer; it’s about morals and evolutionary biology. But then it gets all sexist and broad and shitty at the end when Frans de Waal (incidentally, the sentimentalist in The New Yorker article on bonobos) claims that women can’t be good leaders because we hold grudges. Really? I don’t know about the rest of the ladies, but I still love someone who told me he hated me and that I was a mean mommy, all the while I was cleaning fecal matter from his person. If that’s not forgiveness, I don’t know what forgiveness is.