Not The Usual Pastry

The Japanese sensibility is a curious combination of “don’t look” and “look! look!” If you think of these rolls as the sweet roll we order by saying, “I’d like one of those strawberry danishes,” it works better, at least for me. There’s a comment from someone who wants us all to know what the actual names are for the parts of the vagina. When I woke up this morning I had no idea what I would learn. Off to my exercise class, to forget it all in a haze of sweat. Actually we don’t sweat, it’s a senior center.

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Sylvia Archive: Gal Or Guy?

Take Sylvia’s gender quiz.  You may be surprised by the result.  Or not.

Friday, March 22, 2013

Sylvia Archive: Dream Swap

Having catty dreams? Sylvia may know the cause.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Book Ban In Chicago Public Schools

“Persepolis” is a graphic novel by Marjane Satrapi, which was also made into a film.  Somehow the Chicago Public Schools believe this book isn’t good teaching material.  Really?


Check out this great article on the matter at Salon:

And here’s a clip, too.

Sylvia Archive: The Goddess Of Naps

To sleep, perchance to dream. Entreat the goddess in comment.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Do Bad Girls Drive In Pink?

This car, a grey Prius, was parked in front of my house for a few days. The seat cover and steering wheel are covered in hot pink chenille. I photographed the interior through a window…didn’t realized just how dirty that window was. There were pink Hello Kitty stickers and an artificial pink flower stuck in the dashboard. I will try and do better if it’s every parked here again.

Talkin’ About Bad

Think we’re a bad bunch of girls?  Check out these gals!

The Dagger Debs/The Jezebels in Switchblade Sisters

For Olga

Marissa sent me an article by Ann Hood about her mother and her mother’s friends, who met every Friday night to play cards, the ones who went to school together and still lived within a mile of each other.  It was shared on the blog yesterday.

Of course it made me think of my mother and her gang. The three basic members who met when they got their first jobs selling magazine subscriptions door to door, marrying guys from the same social club and having daughters at the same time. Olga remains with us (I love you, although you may doubt me because I am a bad correspondent), still able to tell a good joke and remember the punch line, something my mother was not able to do. My mother was extraordinarily witty, but jokes with a beginning, middle and end were not her thing.  The quick remark that left you faint with laughter, that was Shirl.

My mother and her friends were not into card parties (that was my grandmother’s time), just the occasional hand of bridge… they were into fortune tellers and eating lunch out and chasing fire trucks and gossip. Together they left me the gift of Sylvia, all of them put together are Sylvia. Thank you.

If you would like to share a story about your mother, please send it in!

Sylvia in chair

Sylvia Archive: Inventions

What should Clyde work on next? Leave him a suggestion in a comment.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Sylvia Archive: Vitamin Intake

Clyde the Domestic Scientist is on the trail.  Click the strip for a larger comic.

Monday, March 18, 2013