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Apparently some people are outraged by a recent cover (NSFW if you work for extremely uptight people) of BabyTalk magazine because it shows a baby breastfeeding, complete with (gasp!) a bit of side boob.

I honestly am at a loss as to why this would upset anyone, let alone a readership that is mostly mothers. When did the human body become something to be ashamed of? Now, I have an admitted bias as I’m a huge fan of boobs to begin with, but seriously what is the big deal?

Nothing is more natural than mammals breastfeeding. I can’t help but wonder if these same people would want chickens to lay their eggs in private so the public is safe from the perversity of such a spectacle. I mean, chicken vaginas are involved! Seeing something like that could scar a child for life! And don’t get me started on those exhibitionists the cows. Walking around defiantly with their utters just flapping in the wind tempting their offspring into lewd and lascivious suckling. Can you believe their audacity?!

Get over yourselves, people. There are plenty of things in this world that actually warrant your outrage. There’s no need to go creating artificial problems. If you want to lash out at obscenities that your 13-year-old shouldn’t be exposed to, how about taking aim at what’s happening in Tibet. …or Darfur. …or Guantanamo.

Gayle Ash of Belton, Texas, you are an idiot. Stop making shit up to get angry at. Breasts are not inherently sexual. In fact, they’re inherently nourishing. If you’re honestly worried your son or husband will “accidentally see a breast they didn’t want to see”, then denial is clearly a bigger problem for you than obscenity. Trust me, they’ll be just fine.

I saw Van Halen in Atlantic City at Boardwalk Hall on Friday. The show was awesome. I was expecting the usual old-men-reliving-their-glory-days reunion, but they rocked. They sounded to me like a few years had passed since 1984, but they still had it. Eddie can still rock the way he used to. They haven’t really lost anything.

…well, except for Michael Anthony.

Don’t get me wrong, Wolfgang definitely held his own, but wtf? If Eddie can get over whatever problems he had with David Lee Roth, why can’t he get over whatever stupid crap there is between him and Michael Anthony?

The set list was as follows:
You Really Got Me
I’m the One
Runnin’ With the Devil
Romeo Delight
Somebody Get Me a Doctor
Beautiful Girls
Dance the Night Away
Atomic Punk
Everybody Wants Some
So This Is Love?
Mean Street
Pretty Woman
Drum Solo
Unchained
I’ll Wait
And the Cradle Will Rock
Hot for Teacher
Little Dreamer
Jamie’s Cryin’
Ice Cream Man
Panama
Guitar Solo
Ain’t Talkin’ ‘Bout Love

Encores:
1984
Jump

As for the venue, I can’t really recommend Boardwalk Hall. The sound system sounded crappy and the acoustics of Boardwalk Hall aren’t great. Actually, I can’t really recommend Atlantic City in general. It took us almost an hour to get out of AC (a distance of about five or six blocks) because of all the traffic.

Anyway, if you’re a Van Halen fan and they’re coming to your town, go see them.

Last weekend I went to my fifteen-year high school reunion. It was really cool to see some faces that I haven’t seen for a long time, but ultimately the whole thing made me feel old. I feel like I’ve been twenty-one for twelve years and everyone else went and became adults. Husbands, wives, adorable children, the whole works.

In three years, graduating from high school will have been the halfway point of my life and I feel like I don’t have all that much to show for it. I don’t necessarily feel unsuccessful; things could be a lot worse. I just feel like I haven’t gone after the things that I want out of life. I realize that not having any clue what I want has kept me from doing so, but that doesn’t really take the sting out of it.

Feh. I was happier before taking a close look at my life.

Well, I got tickets for last night’s Eddie Izzard show and it was fucking hilarious. He started the show saying he’d be talking about everything ever, then proceeded to do so. It was probably about a two hour show, but it flew by for me. Honestly I wish he’d gone on for a few more hours.

He wasn’t in drag and I kind of missed the heals, but I wouldn’t presume to question the fashion whims of an executive transvestite.

If you have the opportunity to see him in your town, I couldn’t recommend it more.