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Zuska is the kick-ass alter-ego of Suzanne E Franks. When not dispensing Zuska's wisdom, Suzanne can often be found gardening, reading, or having one of her thrice-weekly migraines.
The place where I come from...is a small town. Coalfields of the Appalachian Mountains
You will be wanting to read my excellent essay, 'Suzy the Computer' vs. 'Dr. Sexy': What's a Geek Girl to Do When She Wants to Get Laid? in She's Such a Geek! Women Write About Science, Technology, and Other Nerdy Stuff.
If you have not yet figured out why you shoud not be using terms like "hard science" and "soft skills", then you absolutely need to read Telling Stories About Engineering: Group Dynamics and Resistance to Diversity in NWSA Journal v. 16 No. 1, 2004 (Re)Gendering Science Fields.
You should also read They Blinded Me With Science: Misuse and Misunderstanding of Biological Theory, an excellent critique of Thornhill and Palmer's nonsense about rape as an evolutionary strategy. You can find it in Burack and Josephson's must-read tome, Fundamental Differences: Feminists Talk Back to Social Conservatives.
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Category: Some Good News For A Change
Just because I need a change of pace once in awhile. Once when I was home visiting mom, I took her to a church spaghetti supper where we met up with her sister, my beloved Aunt Betty. This was at...
Posted by Zuska at 1:53 PM • 24 Comments •
Category: Tales From The Coal Patch
I look at the form for direct deposit, and all I can think of is that one time in the grocery store with mom when I was about to go through the self-checkout lane. "Don't do that!" she exclaimed, in alarm, like I was about to beat a child. "That's taking a job from someone. Go through a lane with a person."
Posted by Zuska at 9:35 AM • 9 Comments •
Category: What They're Saying
Arborvitae, you will recall, are supposed to be upright, hedge-like critters. Not waving their evergreen arms all about in frantic desperation.
Posted by Zuska at 6:12 PM • 9 Comments •
Category: Tales From The Coal Patch
Well, with a little pork. My mother used to make haluski, which is basically chopped cabbage fried in butter and served over boiled noodles. In the old days, the bubbas made their own noodles, but we used store-bought packaged. As...
Posted by Zuska at 11:11 PM • 23 Comments •
Category: Tales From The Coal Patch
This is a story about making chicken soup completely from scratch, with local, organic ingredients, and starting with the carcass of a roasted chicken. The soup was very, very good, and looked like this: The chicken in question came from...
Posted by Zuska at 10:01 AM • 20 Comments •
Category: Ludicrous Language
I see erv is blogging some trash-talking shit about how she would "bet a large sum of money that [she is] the fittest person on SciBlogs". Bah! Kids and their puny bragging!
Posted by Zuska at 4:22 PM • 6 Comments •
Category: Tales From The Coal Patch
When my mother was a little girl, my grandfather would drive her - almost all the way - to the dentist in Point Marion, PA. They would stop and park on the Greene County side of this bridge, and walk...
Posted by Zuska at 5:22 PM • 8 Comments •
Category: Tales From The Coal Patch
Regular readers may know that my mother has been living in an assisted living home since January of 2008. Making the move to the AL home was agonizing for her and everyone in our family. Previously, my mother had been...
Posted by Zuska at 3:17 AM • 12 Comments •
Category: Feminist Foremothers
Because when we were growing up, the joke in our household was that our mom would die if hot food ever touched her lips.
Posted by Zuska at 6:57 PM • 4 Comments •
Category: Burns My Shorts
The dogs at least have their own yard to poop in. My mother has to go down the hall to a shared bathroom.
Posted by Zuska at 9:30 AM • 21 Comments •
