This brief interruption from a lame Saturday night of homework brought to you by the cultural leaps in understanding and acceptance of the last 30 years.

An article I'm reading for class on Tuesday was originally published in 1971, based on work from the 60's. The part I've read so far is about the validity of various psychological tests, and how the biases of the clinician administering the test often affect the results. But then there's this sentence "If 50 percent of homosexual persons draw figures in a certain way, and only 25 percent of other persons draw figures that way, the drawing characteristic may still be considered a valid diagnostic sign, since in the long run it may contribute information toward a diagnosis of homosexuality" (Chapman and Chapman, Psychology Today, November 1971).
It's one of those "oh-my-god-of-course-it-is-time-appropriate-but-that-sentence-just-seems-so-absolutely-out-of-comprehension. Or something.

On another note, I heard Ruben Studdard, American Idol, for the first time today (yes, I live under a pop-music-culture rock). The surprising part is that I heard him on NPR, on All Things Considered (weekend version). They were doing a segment on American Idol and the music industry.
This is very different from an apparent format lapse last week when, according to someone (but I don't remember whom) Chicago Public Radio played all of Britney's "Toxic" in between eight-forty-eight and Fresh Air. My reaction was amusement, whoever told me was appalled, but I imagine Jon would have been thrilled to hear it: Terry Gross and Madonna, within 5 minutes and without changing the dial!

It's been a lame weekend. I've had opportunities to be less lame, but have either ignored them or felt too "I can't do anything social because then I'll remember it's Easter and I'm not with my family" to do anything.

Oh, also on NPR this morning: Garrison Keilor said something like "right now people are busily preparing for Easter. Dressing the ham, boiling eggs, going on the internet to find directions to the church". That amused me a lot. I flirted with the idea of going on line to find my local Episcopal church to please my mom, but then I remembered that I drive past one on my way to work every single day, a mere mile and a half from my apartment. It's pretty on the outside.

Got a notice in the mail today saying my April rent was seriously overdue and I owed a fine. You know that feeling when you are SO convinced you've done something that it never occurs to you you haven't? Yeah, that one.

Okay, back to my reading.
- posted by Heidi @ 9:37 PM