Here are the pants I promised you.

Way back when, long, long ago, I wrote a post about pants. The pants post. Actually, the “Pants!” post. Where I talked about the word pants, how I like saying “pants”, how pants is a funny word. And I, therein, made a promise to do some acoustic pants analysis:

When discussing pants, it’s also important to pronounce pants properly. I produce pants with very strong aspiration on the [p]. There seems to be a bit of difference in the vowel, too. I’ll plan to make some recordings so that I can do a bit of pants analysis.

It’s taken me a bit of time to get back to you with the promised pants. I hadn’t figured out a great way to incorporate soundfiles into my posts. And for a post on the particulars of pants production, one really neads to have an accompanying pants soundfile. Thanks to a new WordPress feature, I am now easily able to embed soundfiles. Even pants soundfiles. Especially pants soundfiles. I now promise you to include more pants soundfiles than ever before. This blog can become known as the one with pants.

So, here are the pants I promised you. The image below shows a screenshot of the soundfile pair_of_pants.wav displayed in praat, which I have additionally marked up a bit with arrows and such. The file pair_of_pants.wav contains two productions of the word pants, one “normal,” and one “funny.” (Before I tell you which is which, have a listen, and you be the judge. Listen to the pants yourself.)

Streamed version of pair_of_pants.mp3:

pair_of_pants.wav soundfile (can be downloaded):
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Figure 1: pair_of_pants.wav with accompanying Praat TextGrid, and some arrows and stuff
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The two productions of pants were spoken by a female native speaker of American English who was wearing pajama pants at the time of the recording. Each of the two versions of pants is of a similar length (roughly .7 seconds from the onset of the [p] burst), and produced in citation form with a similar f0 contour (H* L-L% in ToBI terms).

Okay, I have to run off to class now, without finishing my pants analysis. I hate to leave you hanging with my pants half done, but there it is. More indepth pants analysis is coming soon…

a shallow cut

Last night I called my sister and mother in California. I asked if they’d heard about Hillary Clinton announcing her candidacy. I was a bit giddy yesterday from such historic news. It turns out they hadn’t heard, having been occupied all day with my sister’s baby shower. I talked to my sister first, and among other things we talked about, I told her I was excited that my blog entry about my reactions to the candidacy announcement got quoted. When my mother got on the phone, I again brought up the announcement. And she commented that it was funny to be hearing the news from me, because (and I’m paraphrasing) I don’t pay much attention to political issues.

Huh?

I talk about politics. I think about social issues. I get outraged by injustices. I’ve volunteered, I’ve donated, I’ve protested. Not as much as so many others, maybe. But I feel like, at heart, I am deeply political. Maybe I haven’t talked about these things much with her, at least lately. Maybe I’ve been pretty self-absorbed. My mother’s comment stung, even though she back-pedaled. Even though I know she didn’t mean to suggest I was shallow. I felt deflated, and didn’t even tell her about my excitement in being quoted. Especially since the article that quoted me more-or-less said “even women who usually write about trivial crap felt inspired to write about this news:”

Because while BlogHer’s list of Politics & News blogs by women is 379 strong, in this case I found sudden and serious grassroots engagement everywhere, from mommyblogs to myspace diaries.

It’s true that I don’t tend to write much about political or social issues. I started my blog to write largely for fun. And I realize that, indeed, my topics are largely shallow. I write mostly about stuff. Movies. TV. Funny words. Pants. I’ve had the most fun writing parodies of etiquette and advice columns.

Anyhow, I’m still planning to keep writing about topics that I enjoy writing about. Shallow though some may seem. And some of the topics I write about may have some social relevance. It’s all part of the package that is me.

post postscript: I should add that my mother is an extremely supportive woman, a close friend as well as a much-loved relation, and that the innocuous comment she made was merely the catalyst for my own fit of self-critical introspection. Why are we doomed to hurt the people we love most?

feeling optimistic

You’ve probably heard the news. (I’ve heard it, and I basically live in a cave.) Hillary Clinton is in. As in announcing her candidacy. For president. I have to admit that I’ve had mixed feelings about her. I loved her during Bill Clinton’s administration. I was excited about her commitment to issues such as national healthcare. But then she’s seemed to move more and more into the center since those halcyon days. I was disappointed in her support of the the war in Iraq. I’d come to like her a lot less. And whenever I’ve heard people say that she’d be running for president, I’ve thought, “there’s just no way.” No way she’d run. And no way she could win. But now I’ve read a few things that make me think again. Like this article. And this one, from a couple of years ago. And suddenly, I’m feeling a tingling of optimism. That after these dark politcal years, we’re once again moving forward as a society. Not only can people imagine having a woman as president, they believe it can happen. Soon.

9 of my favorite kick-ass women TV shows

Here is yet another installment of my ongoing project to collect, classify and critique movies, TV shows and other media that prominently feature kick-ass women. This is the first list of TV shows I’ve put together. I’ll probably have one or two more, and probably another movie list at some point. To recap the lists so far:

Kick-ass women project meta-list

  • movies I love or at least like moderately well (1, 2, 3, 4)
  • movies I need to see (5, 6)
  • movies I found disappointing (7)
  • movies I don’t expect to like (8)
  • another blogger has put together a related list of Hong Kong movies
  • I also started a consolidated list, for quick reference, but haven’t updated it recently.
  • So, here’s the first TV list. As in my previous lists, I’m ordering these chronologically, though in this case by year that the show began to air. (I considered ranking these differently, but since my favorite came first chronologically and gets to be at the top of the list this way anyhow, I’m going to avoid the tricky task of ranking the rest of my favorites.) (I also feel compelled to say that if you’re wondering why “Xena” and “X-files” aren’t on the list, it’s because I didn’t watch them. I’ll try to remedy that. One of these days.)

    9 of my favorite kick-ass women TV shows

    1. The Avengers (1965-1967)
      This is my all-time favorite kick-ass woman TV show. Emma Peel (as portrayed by Diana Rigg) is my idol. (By the way, the whole series ran from 1961-1969, but here I’m talking about the Mrs. Peel seasons.)
    2. The Bionic Woman (1976-1978) Lindsay Wagner plays Jamie Sommers, a woman with “bionic” (cybernetic) superpowers. It’s been absolutely ages since I watched this, but I enjoyed it as a kid. It may well have been the first kick-ass woman show I watched.
    3. Wonder Woman (1976-1979)
      Lynda Carter plays the quintessential woman superhero. A colorful show where good and evil are portrayed as black and white. (I vaguely remember watching this when I was little, and then got some of the DVDs recently. I don’t think I’d ever seen the first season before, though, which was set during World War II. It’s actually quite a bit better than the following seasons, which are set in the contemporaneous 1970s.)
    4. Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997-2003)
      Sarah Michelle Gellar kicks ass as Buffy, as do a variety of regular cast members and guest stars. I also love the way this show interleaves the horrors of living in the midst of monsters and supernatural evils and the after-school-special-type horrors of being in high school. (This show is another one of my absolute favorites. A possible 2nd.)
    5. Stargate SG-1 (1997-????)
      I quite like Amanda Tapping as Samantha Carter, with her brilliant matter-of-fact geekiness. She was usually about brains more than brawn, but could hold her own in a fight scene.
    6. The Powerpuff Girls (1998-2004)
      Three cute little girls with big eyes and superpowers battle the forces of evil in this animated kids’ show. I’m partial to Buttercup, the angry one. I fear I’m probably more like Blossom, the annoyingly nerdy one. I don’t think I’m much like Bubble, the sweet one. (Though she’s John’s favorite. What does that mean?)
    7. Alias (2001-2006)
      Jennifer Garner plays secret agent Sydney Bristow in this flashy spy show. Lots of fun fight scenes and clever gadgets, combined with over-the-top cloak-and-dagger disguise scenarios. I’ve only seen the first 2 seasons, though. I liked the first (lower budget) season better.
    8. Firefly (2002-2003)
      A great, but sadly short-lived, sci fi masterpiece, which happily at least led to a movie. I love Gina Torres as Zoe, a warrior woman with a dry wit, steady hand and a sense of being in control.
    9. Battlestar Galactica(2004-????) (plus the 2003 miniseries)
      I was surprised at how much I like this reinterpretation of the cheesy 1980’s space opera. In this show, strong women are the norm, rather than the exception. Katee Sackhoff as Starbuck majorly kicks ass as an ace pilot. Other noteworthy strongwomen include Grace Park as Sharon(s) Valleri, Mary McDonnell as President Laura Roslin, and Tricia Helfer as the bad-ass cylon Number Six.

    pajama mama

    I love pajamas. (I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because I love sleep so much.) One of the unexpected benefits of being a parent has been increased access to pajamas. Little pajamas. Lots of pajamas. And in particular, footie pajamas. I thought I’d share a retrospective of some of the pajamas I’ve known over the past few months.

    phoebe and mommy
    February: Phoebe in frogs and swamp critters, Mommy in silk
    March: duck

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    April: With Daddy, in yellow velour pajamas (Phoebe’s in the pajamas, not Daddy), and pink stripes

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    May: John Lennon’s Imagine
    August: pink elephants (with access to toes)

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    September: Winnie-the-Pooh flowers and yellow-covered toes

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    October: hippos, squirrel, green flowers and Halloween kitty


    November: fuzzy purple

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    December: owls and snowmen

    And finally: January

    etiquette matters

    Dear readers,

    I greatly appreciate the the kind reponses to my earlier discussion of some matters of etiquette. Several of you have sent me queries on addtional points of etiquette, and I have felt that these deserve a more in-depth response than I was able to provide earlier. Below, please find the original queries, as well as my thoroughly researched responses.

    I will gladly accept further etiquette questions, which I may be able to address at a future date.

    Best regards,
    Ms. Mismanners

    jwbates wrote:

    Dear Mismanners:

    When is it appropriate to swear in a thank-you note? And which particular taboo words are appropriate?

    Please provide a corrected version of this letter:

    Dear Mr. and Mrs. Smith,

    Thank you for the damn teddy bear. Phoebe will certainly get many hours of enjoyment playing with it, until its damn eyes fall off and become a choking hazard.

    We greatly appreciate your generosity, and will remember you fondly on our trip to the damn emergency room.

    John, Alejna, and Phoebe

    jwbates additionally provided the following information:

    Please note that the above letter is merely representative, and does not refer in any way to any specific present Phoebe has received in this, or any other, holiday season. However, preparedness is essential, and I wish to fully understand the correct etiquette to be utilitized should this situation arise. I’m afraid that an off-the-cuff response may lead to shocking impropriety.

    Dear jwbates,

    I cannot improve upon the wording of your excellent letter. I think that you have a sound intuition about matters of etiquette, and that you should put your talent to work right away. Might I suggest that you compose thank you notes for various members of your family? I must add, though, that in writing thank you notes, it is customary for only the author of the note to sign the letter. (Therefore you should not include the names of your spouse and offspring.)

    bs wrote:

    Dear Mistress Manners,

    When you are walking in the rain, and a luxury car whose driver is undoubtedly distracted by the demands of his/her cell phone and/or iPod and/or breakfast hits the puddle at the side of the road just right so as to thoroughly soak you, is it more proper to scream “douchebag” or “asshole” at them? Also, is it worth it to throw your cup of coffee at them if this negates your reason for going out in the rain in the first place? Thank you for your time.

    Yours,
    BS

    Dear BS,

    As you are well aware, the etiquette of interactions between pedestrians and operators of motor vehicles is quite complicated. In cases such as the one you describe, where a driver of a luxury car causes a nearby pedestrian to become well acquainted with the contents of a puddle, the pedestrian may properly respond with several different responses. However, which response is most appropriate is dependent on a variety of factors, including geographic location of the incident, day of the week, and puddle circumference. If the incident takes place in a Midwestern US town on a Tuesday, and the puddle is large, “douchebag” is the most appropriate response, but “asshole” is the preferred term on a weekend. In large cosmopolitan cities such as New York, Boston or San Francisco, you may choose between “douchebag,” “asshole,” as well as alternatives such as “shit for brains,” “dickweed” or “squidnuts” to shout at the driver, no matter what day of the week.

    As for your question about throwing your cup of coffee, I would refrain from spilling your hard-earned beverage. In the rain, the coffee would likely rinse right off the offending luxury vehicle. Instead, it is best to be prepared for such cases by carrying along with you various bits of rotting fruit and vegetables, preferably tomatoes and lettuce, such as you might have ready for when you attend the theater or other stage production. Such colorful yet biodegradble items are much more likely to be noticed by the driver, and may become stuck in the vehicle’s windshield wipers.

    jeanerz wrote:

    Mismanners: Since I too have problems with writing timely thank you notes, is there ever a sufficient period of time that passes such where you should not write a thank you note? That is, is it ever _impolite_ to write a thank you note, given a long enough span of time?

    jeanerz

    Dear Jeanerz,

    Your question is on a very delicate matter. Other than a few really uptight individuals who need to get over themselves, people are generally happy to get a thank you note no matter how late. However, there are a few circumstances under which it is no longer polite to send a thank you note. For example, if the person whom you wish to thank is deceased, it is considered somewhat rude to send him or her a thank you note. (For a start, it is unusual for such people to leave a forwarding address.) Likewise, it may be considered rude to send a belated thank you note to anyone who has entered a witness protection program since the time of the original gifting. Another circumstance where a thank you note may be considered impolite is when enough time has elapsed such you have forgotten what the individual gave you, or what the occasion was, or who the person was. For example, the following letter would be inappropriate:

    Dear friend, relative and/or former co-worker,

    Thank you so much for the generous gift that you may or may not have given me for my wedding, twenty-fifth birthday, bat mitzvah, graduation, secret santa exchange, retirement party, or arbor day. I greatly treasure the sweater, chocolates or vase and wear it often, found them delicious or put it on my mantle with a bouquet of lupines. I hope that these past months, years or decades find you well and/or living.

    Sincerely and/or with much love,
    your friend, relative and/or former co-worker Sue

    back in 5

    out_to_lunch.jpgJust thought I’d post a note to say that I have not been abducted by aliens, nor have I been buried under an avalanche of plush toys. (Both of those sound somewhat appealing, though.) Much like a few nights ago, my stress levels are high, and concentration levels low. So I can’t really write much now, beyond blah blah blah. Perhaps I will be able to write tonight, when I should be doing work.

    mismanners

    I had a funny experience a couple of nights ago. I got a call from a woman in my graduate program that I hadn’t seen for several months. She said she had a question about thank you notes. I sputtered for a moment in confusion. Had she found out about my blog, where I’d recently posted about being several months behind in writing thank you notes? To confuse me more, this is someone who had given a present for Phoebe, and to whom I had not yet sent a thank you note. Was she asking about that? Hey, dude, where’s my note? (Not that she’d ask that way. She’s very polite. Also Japanese. Can’t picture her saying dude.) In a moment, I remembered that I’d gotten a message from her a couple of days before saying she was going to a job interview. Aha! She must mean thank you notes that she would be writing. Indeed, this was the case. She was calling to ask me about the etiquette of writing post-interview thank you notes. But let me repeat and rephrase, she was calling to ask me about the etiquette of writing thank you notes. Me. I laughed maniacally. Somewhat to her confusion.

    I guess I know a fair amount about etiquette somehow or another, and have reasonably polished manners. (I mean, when eating in a fancy restaurant, I know which is the proper fork to use when skewering the last piece of potato off your companion’s plate when he’s looking the other way.) But it strikes me as funny that someone would ask me for advice on etiquette on a matter where I’ve been so terribly delinquent.

    Anyhow, if anyone out there has some etiquette questions for me, lay ’em on. I’m thinking of writing a column. (And by the way, no, I haven’t yet finished the damn thank you notes I owe. So don’t ask. That would be rude.)

    approaching level orange

    rings300.jpg I have to say that my stress levels are not great tonight. Due to a variety of factors good (my mother is visiting) and bad (we are renegotiating Phoebe’s terms of sleep), my time and concentration have been reduced to critically low levels.

    Please note that it is almost 1:00 a.m., and that rather than going to sleep I have chosen to: a) spend time writing, re-writing, re-re-writing (etc.) this largely incoherent rant due to stress-induced cognitive deficits and b) use a picture for which I had to 1) go on a scavenger hunt around the living room to locate a set of rings 2) set up said rings for a photo 3) upload pictures to my laptop 4) determine what application to use to put an arrow on a picture and 5) look up appropriate image-spacing html tags. And I wonder where my time goes.