Gaythenids? Les Getheneres?Trying to decide

Gaythenids? Les Getheneres?

Trying to decide on name for silly parody of Monique Wittig's Les Guérilleres as if all the women were instead Perverts on Gethen (planet of the Left Hand of Darkness) and have the names of various science fiction writers and characters.

I was trying to make it not women against men but gender deconstructors against gender essentializers. But some of it ended up gender-wars anyway, with Podkayne of Mars ripping apart Heinlen and Arkady totally pissing all over Asimov. Mainly because I could not resist that image and also having Nurse Chapel kick Spock's ass. I put Gwyneth Jones and Samuel Delany doing the lambada around a campfire after the big maenid scene and I think Suzy McKee Charnas was eating roast haunch of Stanislaw Lem. Something like that...

Screw pulling my punches... ya know? Why not just go all out with the silliness!

Political news and war news is very hard to keep up with - I'm still doing it, but am worn to a frazzle.

Took M. to see horses at the Webb Ranch. I was trying to find a place to sign up for a couple of riding lessons for me and L. First Menlo Circus. Nooooo... way fancy and one must be a member. Then some bunch of stables that were VERY fancy - the ones you can see from 280 and Alpine Rd. Little kids come trotting up to the totally Barbie dream stables where I think Brenda Breyer must keep her spare horses - everything painted white and green and sparkly clean.

Horses wearing bright green velcro blankets stick their heads out of minty fresh stalls, nickering gently. Little blond kids wearing fancy chaps and two hundred dollar riding boots swing off giant shining arabian monsters named Aladdin (just like that stripper!) and Destiny (just like another stripper I once knew!) and then the kids walk away and get a coke and wait for their mom's SUV and meanwhile Juan and Jose, no habla ingles, come and tend the giant horse, whisk its tack off of it, polish it to a newly high sheen. Mira esta chica payasa... que pelo! I try to look like I'm not listening. I watch them OIL ITS HOOVES. Thought they only did that for fancy shows?

Ya know, when I took riding lessons we had to clean the horses ourselves... isn't that part of it? *boggle* It's nice that José has a job. But the kids looked like total snotwads.

We finally got to the Webb Ranch, which was all scuzzy, stables everywhere in varying degrees of decrepitude, riding lessons in progress everywhere, giant crowds of 10 year old girls milling around and fighting over who gets which horse. M. and I watched a riding lesson. The little "office" smelled of wet horse and moldy saddle blankets and leather and saddle soap - just like "Mi Rancho" where I used to take lessons with Pam and bring our pleasantly butchy teacher these kind of pathetic little pencil drawings of horses with long flowing manes.

There were signs up on all the falling-apart stables "Maintained by Julio", "Maintained by Nestor". I guess here the kids brush the horses and they pay guys to muck out the stalls... however, they apparently don't pay them to LICK EVERYTHING CLEAN like that freakish other place - I think it was called Clarendon or Clareton Ranch. Man! I still can't get over how fancy it was! Did not know that horse stable could look so much like some kind of theme restaurant in Disneyland.

Am a bit concerned over brushing the horse. Will it be like that time I touched the chickens? Will my eyes swell up from allergies so bad I won't even be able to move? Maybe can find Julio or Nestor, or some little kid, and slip them a 5 to do it for me... Arrr matey!

M. scared of the horses. They are humonguous, and roll their eyes so you see the whites, and bare their huge yellowy teeth, and you can see up their slimy nostrils, and greenish grassy slobber comes drooling out of their mouths around the bit. I hope he does not have nightmares. I think he would be more into a "My Pretty Pony" sort of horse that was about 2 feet high.