Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Literal Lady Brain Thought


This is the sort of article that was made for this blog! When I first came up with the title of this blog, several of my lady friends were offended. I happen to think the term "lady" applied to anything is funny: lady pants, lady ways, lady cake, lady beer, lady monster.

Regardless, Jezebel posted an article written by Cordelia Fine about 5 myths concerning lady brains. Here's what she says:

Women's brains make them better at multi-tasking.
One of the most popular factoids about the ladybrain is that the corpus callosum, which connects the brain's two hemispheres, is thicker in women than in men. This supposedly allows more "cross-talk," which in turn allegedly makes women better at doing several things at once, like feeling and talking, cooking a steak and tossing a salad (one scientist's example), or nurturing a family while also keeping a home spotless and being perfectly coiffed. However, at least where language processing is concerned, the ladybrain actually shows no more cross-talk than the dudebrain. And, more damningly, women's corpora callosa aren't even bigger than men's. According to Fine, early studies simply overgeneralized from small sample sizes.

Women are "wired to empathize."
In her book The Female Brain, Louann Brizendine claims women are especially good at "emotional mirroring" and "experienc[ing] the pain of another person." And the idea that women's brains make them more "intuitive" than men crops up everywhere from LiveScience to Cosmo. But Fine points out that one of the studies Brizendine used to claim that women are more empathetic than men actually only involved women, while another actually showed both men and women responding empathetically. And when Fine followed up on Brizendine's assertion that women's supposed empathy advantage might be caused by a greater number of "mirror neurons," the very neuroscientist whom Brizendine cited said, "to the contrary, I have looked at many of my studies and have not found evidence for better mirror neuron functioning in females."

Women are bad at math.
Ah, this one. We've all heard the claim that women are simply worse than men at computational activities, which explains why there aren't more ladies in science, math, and engineering. If we've done a little reading over the past few years, we probably also know that just exposing people to stereotypes like this one actually makes them perform worse on tests. But Fine also adds some interesting new ammo against this theory. She cites one study showing that boys were likely to rate their own math abilities more highly than girls, even if their test scores were the same (could this be because they're continually told girls suck at math?) — and wouldn't you know, "the higher a boy or girl rates his or her mathematical competence, the more likely it is that he or she will head down a path toward a career in science, math, or engineering." Fine notes, too, that in countries where women aren't thought to be inferior at math, girls are much better represented in high-level math competitions. And interestingly, she points out that in order to succeed in math in places where it's still male-dominated, women sometimes feel they must "turn away from being female." In one study, women who read an article claiming boys were better at math "identified less with female characteristics regarded as a liability in quantitative domains." Fine explains,
Parts of their identity were being hurled overboard in an attempt to remain afloat in male-dominated waters. If these are particularly cherished parts of the self-concept that must be abandoned then, in the end, the woman may prefer for the boat to sink.

Girls "naturally" love dolls; boys are born lusting after trucks.
Larry Summers gave voice to this particular myth in his infamous women-in-science speech, saying, "I guess my experience with my two and a half year old twin daughters who were not given dolls and who were given trucks, and found themselves saying to each other, look, daddy truck is carrying the baby truck, tells me something." Actually, it shouldn't. Fine notes that her sons also "tucked trucks into pretend beds and, yes, called them Daddy, Mommy, and Baby." More broadly, she points out that children are subject to gender stereotyping before they are even born — the way mothers talk about their fetuses differs by gender — and when they are born they enter "a world in which gender is continually emphasized through conventions of dress, appearance, language, color, segregation, and symbols. Everything around the child indicates that whether one is male or female is a matter of great importance." Fine concedes that there are some differences in how even the youngest children play, but these grow greater as children get older, and may be greatly influenced by kids' desire — revealed in numerous studies — to do things that are socially constructed as either "for boys" or "for girls." So it's not necessarily that girls hate things that move and love things that need putting to bed — rather, each gender gets lots and lots of implicit and explicit pressure to do gender-appropriate things. To see how important gender-appropriateness, as opposed to actual characteristics, are to children's toy choices, consider this study:
[R]esearchers transformed a pastel "My Little Pony" by shaving the mane (a soft "girlish" feature), painting it black (a "tough" color), and adding spiky teeth (for an aggressive demeanor). Both boys and girls classified the altered pony as a boy's toy, and most of the boys (but not the girls) were extremely interested in obtaining one.

Talking about sex differences in the brain is risky and taboo.
Perhaps one of the most annoying aspects of the empathetic-math-hating-ladybrain theory is the often accompanying claim that its adherents are somehow speaking truth to power, or that they're underdogs against the mighty forces of feminism and political correctness. Fine neatly dispatches this claim:
Some commentators declare themselves to be courageous taboo-breakers, who shout the scientific truth about sex differences into the hushed silence demanded by political correctness. But this is exactly how they shouldn't be regarded. For one thing, neurosexism is so popular, so mainstream, that I think it is difficult to argue that our attitude toward the supposedly unmentionable idea of innate sex differences is usually anything other than casual and forgiving. [...] But also, to those interested in gender equality there is nothing at all frightening about good science.
Fine offers persuasive proof that many of the claims we commonly swallow about male and female brains are based on very bad science indeed. Her entire book — which tackles many more myths I didn't even get into here — is worth a read, and perhaps should be taught in high school and college science classes. Maybe if young women were exposed to the truth about their brains, they'd no longer feel like they had to chuck their gender overboard in order to pursue their dreams.


It seems like we're more equal to men than we think. And that other women like the term "lady brain."

Monday, September 27, 2010

Chemistry Lesson in Love.


The best way I can describe this imminent change is by analogy. As a student of chemistry, I imagine Rea and Steve to be two distinct compounds [hold up two flasks]. To the naked eye, they appear similar. However, the true beauty that they bring to this world is in their combination [mix]. It is this reaction, their bonding to one another, inseparable by any force, it is this reaction that gives the world more happiness to just marvel at their love. This is something special. This is something unique. The gift of love they give each other is amplified by all here, we revelers in their mirth. This is why we’ve gathered, and this is why we praise them!
Robert G. Ingersoll

taken from the reading at a Beautiful Secular Wedding

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Comedy and Love.

When I auditioned for Clemson's best improv team Mock Turtle Soup back in 2005, I never thought five years later I'd be still performing with co-founder and president Bryan Buckley.

But, here we are, more than five years later, rocking the stage with comedy improv. The best part of playing with Bryan is that he's hilarious, but having had five years of history and practice, I know what his strengths are and we've got plenty of similar reference points.

When I called an invisible part of the stage a map with pins on it, he knew exactly which map it was (his cousin Shawn's in Charleston).
When I play a scene in a church, I know what his character's opinion will be about churches.
And when I initiate Tyra Banks, I know that he can play along because when we were dating in college, I watched those marathons for hours on end.

Tonight, we're headlining the 8pm show in Oklahoma City and next weekend, we're playing in both shows with our friends at Red Dirt Improv. It's gonna be awesome.

5 Things You Wanna Do

As challenged by one of my favorite websites TheFrisky, I'm going to list 5 things I wanna do, one of which has to be done within a year.

Five things I've never done but really wanna do:
1. Write a novel
2. Be a mom
3. Travel Italy
4. Build an improv town from scratch
5. Go wild and crazy in Las Vegas

I guess I'll do number 2....just kidding. I have an IUD: no babies until I'm done having fun alone with Bryan.

So, it looks like number 4. I'm making good headway. Our first improv show in Tahlequah packed the house and everyone loved it. I cast a new college team of 13 and a community team of six. I'm working on more show dates for Tahlequah and people are still buzzing about the last show. This time next year, Tahlequah will be a full blow improv town!

Friday, September 24, 2010

Onion Date Night

NEWS IN BRIEF

Easy Wife Gives It Up On First Date Night

SEPTEMBER 20, 2010 | ISSUE 46•38

OMAHA, NE—Local man James Carlson totally got some Friday night when his wife, Shelly, "went all the way" after just one date night, the lucky husband reported. "I figured it'd be at least three date nights before she gave it up, but all it took was a modest dinner and a few glasses of wine, and she went straight home with me, no questions asked," Carlson said of his wife of eight years, with whom he has three children, James Jr., 7, Wendy, 5, and Sandy, 3. "After we paid the babysitter and brushed our teeth, she couldn't keep her hands off me." Carlson hopes to continue date-nighting his wife for the foreseeable future, seeing as she is such an easy lay.

From TheOnion.com

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Happy Birthday, Bryan!

Happy happy birthday!

It's my favorite person's birthday today.

Here's a quick list of things I love about Bryan:
He can make the funniest faces.
He's so genius he's teaming up with a psychology professor to write a paper that may prove behavioral economics is wrong.
He can eat almost anything, but when he really likes something, he'll rate it on a 1-10 scale and write it on my menu board.
He loves to geek out about Starcraft to me, even though I know very little about the game.
He only DVRs comedy shows or cartoons.
He can coach improv like it's his job.
He sleeps in, and he will never turn down a nap invitation.
He can grate cheese on his abs.
He is the best dressed man in Oklahoma.
He finds cool music and burns it to my computer.
He is incredibly supportive of me.
He wants to travel as much (if not more) than me.

I could go on and on, but you'll be bored. I'm lucky to be with Bryan, and I know had a few choices been different, we wouldn't be together. Thankfully, things happened as they did, and I landed in a life with a man better than I could have imagined. It's time to celebrate the awesome Bryan Buckley.

For the third year in a row, we're in a new place and our friend circle is small, so this birthday will be celebrated with the two of us. I'm baking his favorite (easy) breakfast chocolate chip muffins and taking him out to a (surprise) dinner. Afterwards, I'm baking his request Snicker's cupcakes for dessert. Hopefully, his present arrives from Amazon in time!!

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The Alphabet According to Google

A is for Amazon, to get all your books.
B is for Bank of America, which holds all your crooks.
C is for Craigslist, no services adult.
D is for Dictionary, to define your result.
E is for eBay, to spend all your cash.
F is for Facebook, web pages like trash.
G is for Gmail, world domination ambition.
H is for Hotmail, Gmail's competition.
I is for Ikea, for a lamp named Bljampäjese.
J is for Johns Hopkins, where they cure your disease.
K is for Kohl's, a store that's old-school.
L is for Lowe's, to buy your tool.
M is for MapQuest, for the place you go to.
N is for Netflix, to add to your queue.
O is for Orioles, a Baltimore obsession.
P is for Pandora, an audio digression.
Q is for QVC, for goods without esteem.
R is for Ravens, another Baltimore team.
S is for Sears, appliances and more.
T is for Target, a Wal-Mart like store.
U is for USPS, where mail you submit.
V is for Verizon, Steve Jobs should use it.
W is for Weather, for forests in flames.
X is for Xbox, a console for games.
Y is for Yahoo, a home page for Chrome.
Z is for Zillow, to value your home.

In a Boing Boing comment thread around the launch of Google's new "Google Instant" search feature, BB reader Robert compiled a little alphabet ditty based on what typing in each letter of the alphabet yields in the way of suggestions.

Monday, September 20, 2010

No babies for me yet.

I am in a happy two person family at the moment, and I'm more than pleased to keep it that way for awhile.

But, when I see something as sweet as this, I can't help but melt.


Shirley Sirivong’s pregnancy has been a challenging one. She has gestational diabetes, complete placentia previa, and an incompetent cervix. To help her get through the rest of her pregnancy, doctors directed her to bed rest and a special diet. To start, the breakfasts were a tad dull: wheat bread, egg whites, fruits, and vegetables. So her husband Gat created fanciful food scenes to lift his wife’s mood. “After a few days of that,” Shirley told Parenting.com, “they started to become more elaborate scenes.” Of this one, she said, “I’m going to guess that I’m the egg on the right, since the legs are crossed Some day, I’m going to miss these little moments.”


Story (and lots more snapshots of breakfast art) from Parenting.com as blogged by TheFrisky.com

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Sunday Thoughts


Whether you attend church or do not attend church, here's today's readings.

I believe them all, and I am confident in the words of the great Albert Einstein. He is, of course, synonymous with truth and brilliance. I want to align myself with both truth and brilliance.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Thoughts on a Saturday Night in Oklahoma


Emma Stone was great in Easy A, but the whole time I thought she was Lindsay Lohan. It's totally similar to Cady Heron in Mean Girls.

We ran to WalMart tonight to pick up some fake snakes and string. $5 for the win!

Our town is so small (how small is it?) that we were in line behind the Dean of the Library and her boyfriend and on our way out, we saw one of Bryan's students with her boyfriend...they are obviously in love.

It's a good thing we keep pasta and sauce on hand because we are in no mood to be out amongst the townies and too lazy to cook anything more difficult than spaghetti.

Lastly, vimeo is being rude. We uploaded a one minute clip from our Oklahoma City show, and it's still not available for viewing despite having five hours to process. C'mon, vimeo!