| bashing another birthday... |
[Nov. 22nd, 2009|05:43 pm] |
oh dear, i'm turning 40.
doom, dispair and agony on me. i can honestly say i never expected to make it this far, and as such, i haven't made any plans yet (ok, i did finally get around to opening up that ira, my first acknowledgment that i might be a grown-up, sorta, but that's not what i meant) . and now that i think about it, i don't really *feel* like i am 40. i thought about the (my) age old tradition and declaring this my second annual 39th birthday, but 39 also seems off, so am going for the 6th annual 35th birthday. :)
here's the deal: i haven't actually yet made any partyish plans, but i would like to do something on the evening of saturday, december 5th. am open to ideas/suggestions!
so put that date on your calendar and stay tuned for actual details. :) |
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| relief from the twitter posters... |
[Oct. 26th, 2009|10:55 pm] |
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if you are someone who regularly dumps your twitter posts here to lj, well, i probably don't see them because i long ago plonked you into my dev null friend group because i couldn't look at all that garbage anymore...
however, every once in a while, a few get through, and so, thanks to mhat's friend's link, here's a solution to that:
http://ronebofh.livejournal.com/590684.html |
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| notes about myself and my other self |
[Sep. 11th, 2009|12:17 pm] |
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| | the rain and the soft snore of my dog | ] |
i'm really bad with alarm clocks. i like to sleep and i really hate to wake up "unnaturally". some can attest that waking me out of solid sleep can result in some violent reactions. i find no joy in seeing the sun rise unless i am still up. i feel no sense of 'win' by doing more before 8am than most people do all day. i am not a morning person.
my subconscious, apparently, is not either. for throughout my life, when there has been some mechanism intended to wake me up in the morning, the subconscious me (let's call her "trixi") has quite successfully been able to subvert the intention of those mechanisms - by getting up in the middle of the night and turning off the alarm, or resetting it, or figuring out how to disable it, one handed even, all while i am still asleep. we have a little giggle about it, trixi and me, because only rarely has the result been that i have terribly overslept. no harm no foul. the only thing that has successfully worked in waking me up regularly has been voices - slowly pulling me up out of dream land as my brain tries to focus on what they are saying. it is a pretty gentle re-entry into the waking world but it works.
i have a clock radio. it's been sitting, unplugged, on top of my tv here in the house for over a year. before that it had been in a box since i moved out of das bitch haus on franklin back in... 2003? and before that it had been up on my dresser in my bedroom at that house, unplugged, since, now that i think about it, shortly after the attacks on new york and washington.
on the morning of the attacks the radio alarm came on, but instead of the usual hee haw jackassery and loud horns and silly voices, it was a bit restrained. i was only half awake and i remember laying there wondering if my housemate had for some reason changed the station to npr, maybe the loud obnoxious radio show was annoying him too. once the words started coming into focus, i got up, turned off the radio and turned the tv on just in time to see the second plane.
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a few weeks ago i really needed to be up early to get some stuff done before a meeting. i was about to head out to go buy a cheap little alarm clock when i remembered the clock radio i already owned, sitting there on the tv, unused. i plugged it in and, not terribly surprising, it was still tuned to roughly the same station it was when i last unplugged it some 8 years ago. i had chosen that station because, at the time, they had an INCREDIBLY annoying morning radio show that would be enough to wake me up and encourage me to get up and turn it off. turns out the station there now has a pretty obnoxious show in the morning too.
i plugged it in and set it and it did it's job that morning i needed it, so i've left it set to "on" since. it appears sneaky trixi has already mastered the art of turning off/resetting the alarm on my phone, a touch screen, which is quite an impressive feat if you take into consideration that she does so with my eyes closed, i think, so the radio alarm is nice.
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i do not remember when exactly i unplugged the clock back in 2001. i think it was about the time the morning show had returned to it's previous state of irritation, but at that point the goofy stuff started to seem offensive to me. i certainly did not expect them to remain in a state of shock and despair, but the honking horns and silly sound effects did not fit into my state of mind at all. i also couldn't listen to any of the other stations, because i did not want to hear any more news about the attacks or the response or the aftermath or the president or the government or the taliban or anything. i could not listen or watch any more. so i unplugged the clock.
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last year i thought i was ready to watch or attend some of the memorial stuff, but when the day came, i just did not want to and so avoided media and public gatherings.
last night i set the alarm so i could get up this morning and get moving in time to get down to the capitol building and listen to a friend and the emergency response pipe and drum corp play in the rotunda. somewhere in the night trixi unplugged the clock. i woke up anyway and puttered around the house, got dressed and got in the car. i started to drive downtown, but something made me turn around and come back home. the tv will remain off today and i will once again not be looking at any news sites, and any friends deep detailed remembrances of what they were doing blah blah blah will go unread by me. the clock will remain unplugged. |
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| endless loop of you |
[Aug. 16th, 2009|06:54 pm] |
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every once in a while i seem to hit this point in the loop where people who i thought had drifted away in a semi-permanent manner drift right back into my path. i guess that's why it is a loop.
three people in as many days have somehow re-appeared on my radar. none are a bad thing, just surprises. so hi, people. hope you are well. where/how have you been? tell me a story! |
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| holy crap, the dicks |
[Jul. 26th, 2009|02:28 am] |
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austin is losing another important venue, room 710.
before i got to austin some 17 years ago, i spent 4ish years in lubbock. despite all your preconceptions about that town, we had a pretty awesome live show schedule, with people like ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) djmrswhite and the seans shepherding in shows for all us little punk rock kids and kiddies, on top of a pretty healthy crop of local punk, hardcore, grunge-ish-core, nerd-core bands. and a lot of us who loved the shows were also intimately involved with them. a couple of the girls in l7 showered and napped in my dorm room. ed hall frequently showed up and stayed for days, making t-shirts and being silly. d.r.i.'s show got booted from their booked venue so they played a completely (ish) straight edge show at the wesley foundation basement. we spent hours driving around trying to find vegetarian meals for a couple guys in sprawl. kat bjelland of babes in toyland threw an infamous temper tantrum in the alley behind the main street saloon. etc, etc.
when i got to austin, alleged live music capital of the world, i had some pretty high expectations of the music scene. in the early to mid 90s, emo's was the place. stepping into the ginormous shoes that the liberty lunch was about to be evicted from, emo's was the right place, at the right time, to keep genuine home-made music alive. in the early days there was no cover, ever, if you were over 21. i saw a bunch of amazing shows and, despite the haze of years and accouterments, have some pretty indelible memories associated with that establishment. the best part: i got to see a lot of texas/austin legendary bands there, up close and personal. i wasn't so involved or close to the scene in austin as i was in lubbock, but i made a lot of good friends and acquaintances in lots of the bands, so all shows were like shows for me.
but as all things change, so did emo's, and the crowds changed, the shows changed, etc. these days they seem to be primarily touring shows and fairly obscure (unless you are into genre [x]) smaller van-tour bands, and so less of the local legendary stuff getting booked there (and this isn't a slag at emo's - i still love that place, and i completely understand they book what is going to bring the drinking crowd in. it's not a charity, the bar's gotta make some money).
in june of 2000, room 710 opened up just down the street from emo's and opened up the stage, once again, for all the great local bands, plus some pretty spiffy touring acts, all in a dark, weirdly laid out, awesome bar. i've probably seen an average of only 10 shows there a year since they opened, and honestly, a lot of the same bands over and over. but it looks like the smoking ban, the economy and just plain old apathy of the show-going public have caught up and room 710 will close next saturday night. owner asher garber and former emo's manager dave thompson both summed up the situation pretty well here in the comments: http://www.austin360.com/blogs/content/shared-gen/blogs/austin/music/entries/2009/06/15/room_710_is_probably_dead_long.html
am bummed. but! (and there was a point to this beyond the rambling about the bar) tonight i went and saw tia carrera (best metal/space/noodly band ever), pocket fishrmen (best IT'S A PARTY/guys in drag/fun fun fun band ever) and the dicks (god-fathers of texas punk and old enough to be a lot of your fathers, and they can still kick your ass) at room 710. i first saw the dicks just after i moved to austin, probably in 1992, and i think at the liberty lunch. even then i remember thinking that it was a lot like going to the natural history museum of punk rock (i think x or maybe just exene cervenka and swine king [with randy biscuit turner] played the same weekend), but that they were simply, perfectly awesome. kinda like if you could go to a playhouse where shakespeare was being performed, and it turned out he was there, directing the show.
so knowing they were not young guys then, i wondered if this show was going really rock or just feel like senior show at the home. turns out, that was misplaced anxiety. miss dottie (formerly of swine king and punkaroos) lent some on-stage assistance and vocals, and the crowd ate it up. gary sounds as great as he did 15 years ago, and the band is tight and fast and clean as they ever were. and the crowd - i would say the average age of this crowd was at least in mid-30s, if not older - most of the crowd probably saw the dicks the same time i last did, when they were all much younger and the pit was something to throw yourself into, arms all akimbo, bouncing around like a bunch of mal-formed ping pong balls. and they did it again, tonight, with vigor. it was like attending a rather fucked up, but fun, high school reunion. with the exception of one crazy hippy bitch in sandals (seriously) who planted herself in the middle of it all and then took all bumps as some sort of assault to her personal space or chi or something, everyone was having a pretty great time, all smiles and giggles and nodding heads and bouncing and bonking around. i found myself grinning like a mule eating garlic (thank you jon wayne) and careening through it like i was 18 and invincible again.
i've got some bruises, this will hurt tomorrow, but holy crap, dicks, you guys still rock.
fwiw, 710 closes next saturday, and pong is playing, so i'll bounce once more into that space... |
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| house-sitting in august? |
[Jul. 8th, 2009|02:24 pm] |
am going on a real live vacation in august, for 5 whole days! the boarding places are way expensive and my usual lucy sitter is very likely going to be out somewhere in the middle of the desert doing Something Else, so am looking for someone who would like to house sit. a little cash, cable, internet (wireless even!) a comfy bed, stocked fridge and a sweet sweet pup await you! let me know if you are interested... |
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| Got Continental vouchers/points? |
[Jul. 1st, 2009|08:56 pm] |
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i've been invited to go on an actual vacation. i actually cannot remember the last actual vacation i have been on. this one is with friends i do not get to see often, so it's kind of like a reunion thingy, but with less people i hated in high school.
i wanna go.
i really cannot afford the ticket *and* room.
but maybe someone out there has a Continental voucher or points layin around that they do not intend to use.
might that be you?
if so, and you want to make me happy (isn't that your goal anyway?) drop me an email over at that gmail account with the mandimcd username and we can figure out a way for me to give you something back in trade or work or public adulation. and getchyer mind outta the gutter. :) |
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| Central Texas Feline Rescue |
[May. 20th, 2009|01:08 pm] |
(as you probably know, i don't even like most cats [they're just rodents with good pr], but it looks like these folks are doing smart work in regards to keeping the population in check and healthy, so am good with that. :) here's an email from rachel:)
Greetings and salutations, everyone!
As many of you know, last July I helped start a new feral cat rescue group with several dedicated volunteers from a nonprofit that could no longer fund us and the cat colonies we cared for. After a bumpy start, we got ourselves legal and in order, and we never missed a day of care for the kitties. Central Texas Feline Rescue is up and running as a 501c3 nonprofit, caring for about 300 cats daily in Austin and Round Rock.
We have a strong trapping team that has been very busy (300 cats last year, and almost that many already this year, trapped, spayed or neutered, and released back to colonies.) We also have committed feeders who feed at our colonies every single day, rain or shine; transporters who drive the cats back and forth to the Austin Humane Society's Feral Cat Spay/Neuter Clinic; and fosters who socialize the kittens we find or nurse sick cats back to health.
In April we had our first ever fundraiser, a cut-a-thon at Russ & Company Hair Salon, which was a roaring success. However, the money goes fast, and it's kitten season, so it's going even faster. We need your help, and your donations.
I present to you Central Texas Feline Rescue's Web site, designed by a CTFR volunteer. The site has a PayPal donation link, so you can make a donation quickly and easily.
Our organization is committed to reducing the homeless cat population in Central Texas. Your donation will help us in that mission. We have very low overhead and no paid employees, so you can be assured that your money will help cats by providing food, shelter, or medical care.
We also need volunteers. Let me know if you would like to volunteer as a feeder, trapper, or transporter, or if you have special skills you'd like to donate.
Thanks!
Rachel
P.S. Here’s the URL if the link doesn’t work for you: http://www.centraltexasfelinerescue.org/
P.P.S. I promise not to bother you often, so check back on our Web site! |
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| Attention Texas Dog Owners! |
[Apr. 28th, 2009|09:32 pm] |
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House Bill 1982 is a wrong-headed, knee-jerk reaction to the problem of vicious or dangerous dogs, and needs to be stopped before the few bad apples ruin the whole barrel for the rest of us, responsible dog owners. Contact your representative and the Chairs noted below and voice your opposition to this law that would punish all dog owners, not just the irresponsible ones. Feel free to cross-post this to appropriate places.
http://www.legis.state.tx.us/BillLookup/History.aspx?LegSess=81R&Bill=HB1982
from an email forwarded to me:
HB 1982 (by Trey Martinez Fisher, Rep. San Antonio), that as written would allow a dog to be declared "Vicious" if a person just *FEELS* THREATENED -- even if the dog is secured in its own backyard (sec 6(C)).
It would also BAN any dog over 39lbs from *ever* being off-leash in public -- even IN A DESIGNATED OFF-LEASH DOG PARK (sec 11(B)). This is NOT just a Pit Bull thing; it affects ALL breeds.
Please contact/call your Rep ( http://www.fyi.legis.state.tx.us/ ) TODAY and tell them you OPPOSE House Bill 1982. No need to explain why if you don't want to. It will just be a clerk on the phone.
In addition to your House Rep, you should also contact the Chair and Vice-Chair of the subcommittee meeting on HB 1982 this afternoon.
Rep. Garnet Colman (Chair) 512-463-0524
Rep. Geanie Morrison (Vice-Chair) 512-463-0456
When I called, I just said, "I'd like to register my opposition to HB 1982", and they said "OK" and asked my name and that was it.
For more info see: http://tinyurl.com/dg2tnu and http://tinyurl.com/csc7eo. |
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| got ff miles burning a hole in your pocket? |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|11:36 am] |
anyone have airline miles they gotta use or lose?
am looking for a flight, and i don't have the kind of $ for the last minute flight (thursday or friday morning)... |
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| and the sun peeked out a little more... |
[Mar. 25th, 2009|03:35 pm] |
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from d.a. comes proof that the human will is a damned near impossible thing to destroy. go, hollis, go!
Date: Wed, 25 Mar 2009 13:19:14 -0700 (PDT)
Subject: [dpw-list] D.A.'s Hollis Visit Report 3/24/09
Yesterday I went to stanford hospital with Eliza Strack and Party Radar to
visit Hollis.
Upon our entrance, Hollis, who was in the middle of physical therapy tracked
us with her eye and began making murmmuring sounds, which got louder and
louder. Imagine Hollis without the ability of speech, desperately trying to
wake herself up from a bad dream and you've got a pretty good understanding
of what Hollis sounded like.
I could tell by her frustrated, angry, and determined look that she was
pissed and would not be defeated.
Yup. There's our girl alright. Our fighter.
I was quite surprised as to how awake somebody could be while technically
still in a coma. Apparently there is a whole range of stages before someone
is considered awake again after.
She held my hand, and by held I mean squeezed the shit out of it. Digging
her nails into my skin. I encouraged her to squeeze my hand until it bled. I
told her I would reward her with bacon in her i.v. drip. She responded to
that. I made sure I said the word "bacon" and "pbr" plenty of times.
Hollis' brain and body are fighting to reconnect all of its' wiring.
There were moments where you could tell that she was ready to get the hell
up off the bed right there and then, making a supreme effort.
"Git er' dun girl. Git er dun!" I hollered.
Eliza, Hollis' wifey up in SF and the founder of Hollis' blog held her other
hand.
"1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a thumb war," Eliza challenged. Helping Hollis into
the proper thumbwar position.
Shocked and stunned to see Hollis thumb stand straight up and then down,
pinning Eliza's thumb. The room errupted into cheers with the nurse's
smiling, letting us know that they could hear Hollis all the way down the
hall. They did 2 out of 3, with the best being the her first effort.
Hollis is in a stage where she is ready for stimulus. Verbal, physical,
audial, visual, etc. But, she can also be overwhelmed and perhaps
annoyed...which given her condition I don't necessarily think is too bad a
thing.
Anyway, Hollis' mom Diane was great. Sweet and strong and solid. Very
encouraging of all of us to speak to her and not be shy. Be sure to show her
a lot of love.
Harrison, the man who performed cpr on her for almost a half-hour after the
accident, showed up in good spirits. Be sure to show him a lot of love.
Pretty soon there was a nice gang of ten surrounding her.
Everyone was very happy with her progress yesterday. It was huge.
So, today the 25th of March, Hollis is being moved to St. Luke's in
Francisco where she is being admitted as a charity case. This is a good
thing.
Stanford Hospital has determined that Hollis doesn't need Stanford anymore.
All she needs now is a good rehabilitation facility close to her friends and
loved ones to cheer her on. This is great news.
So, yeah DPW...
Hollis is another step closer to home.
Let's bring her in.
Be the audience for the fighter within her.
Hollis loves an audience.
Try to remember big words like "encouragement" or even "nurturing." Whoa.
And wash yer damn hands before you see her, she don't need no monkey pox.
Harrison is overseeing the visiting hours.
Call him: 415.987.6576
http://www.friendsofhollis.blogspot.com/
DA! |
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| in better news... |
[Mar. 15th, 2009|01:32 pm] |
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hollis is coming home. thanks to folks all over the planet who have generously donated to the fund, they will be flying her in to sfo tomorrow, taking her straight to stanford.
the war ain't over, but this battle is won.
thanks again to all of you who have helped out. you get a gold star on your karma belt.
http://friendsofhollis.blogspot.com/ |
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| and when it rains... |
[Mar. 12th, 2009|03:11 pm] |
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i spent the morning looking for friends of pyburn's from high school who might not be in touch but would want to know of his passing. one of them was david ziontz, who was also one of my best buddies in hs. david's mom was very very ill, cancer i think, when we were in school, and in a moment of desperation, took her own life, thinking she would leave behind a life insurance policy that would at least get david through school. of course, that's not how that works.
i had been in touch with david via email on and off throughout the last few years and then he simply stopped responding a little while ago. i knew he had been frustrated with a lot of things, women, work, life in general. apparently, according to another old friend i found this morning, in a moment of desperation, he took his own life last year.
today has gone from crap to shit.
be careful, folks.
it ain't all that bad. |
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| a world so tiny it can suffocate |
[Mar. 12th, 2009|01:46 am] |
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| | listening to the rain | ] |
a few months back, while i was still at The Agency, one of the auditors and i were chatting about people who wear way too much perfume and cologne, like when you can smell them long after they are gone, or have the unfortunate luck to get stuck in an elevator either with them or just after they have left. randomly, i brought up a boy i knew in high school, who i wouldn't necessarily call a boy friend, but we had frequent gropy make-out sessions whilst "seeing" "the wall" at the midnight movie, or sometimes in the early mornings at school, when we would break into the theatre department and take "naps" in the practice rooms. anyway, what was striking was that he wore stetson, maybe too much, and while i didn't mind it while i was around him, i could smell him on me for days - couldn't get it off. and if he'd been in a room, i would say, 'hey, pyburn's been here!' she stopped me and asked me if i was talking about jim pyburn, turns out she knows him professionally.
the other night, i was screwing around on facebook, looking people up and i found him, sent him a friend request, and forgot about it. he never replied. tonight i got a txt from my auditor friend letting me know he had died tuesday night.
i haven't seen him or spoken to him in i guess... 18 years? i went down and saw him at school a couple times in san antonio and then we sorta just lost touch. am not sad so much as just a little out of sorts, having just fished him out of the memory banks and tried to get a good look at him and poof- gone.
and. i can smell stetson. |
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| help a sister out... |
[Mar. 3rd, 2009|12:30 pm] |
one of our dpw gals, hollis, was in an awful motorcycle accident in india (yes, she was wearing her helmet, btw), and now we are scrambling to get the funds together to get her flown back to the us. if you have a couple spare bucks, or if you have connections in the air/medical field, every bit helps. below is a note from her boyfriend, harrison, who fortunately was with her.
http://friendsofhollis.blogspot.com has a paypal link and more information about the accident and what's going on with her treatment...
Hello friends and family,
So as many of you know, and many of you don't as I have not even talked
to you in a while. I am in the midst of a crazy tragedy here in southern
India. I was travelling with my sweetheart Hollis by motorcycle and the
worst possible scenario has unfolded. She was in an accident that took a
freak turn and I will spare you the gory details (and they are gory) but end
result, she is in a coma with the most serious injury one can sustain. She
has a serious brain stem injury. This is the part of the brain that
controls and is connected to everything. The accident happened at 11:30 am
on Tuesday Feb. 24th, it is now 5:30 am on Monday March 2nd as I am writing
this (I don't sleep). This is what's going on... The treatment she is
receiving is okay, for India. There are however huge rats scurrying about
on the floor. I am sleeping on the ant covered floor outside her room as I
am not allowed in and the water they have used for many procedures is not
even purified. Today as the final straw they would not allow her own mother
who has just flown here from Tennessee with emergency support from the US
consulate to see her own daughter when she inquired. She has been allowed
some of the time but they sort of shame you/ are mean to you to make you not
ask for visitation. They are not observing her brain pressure and have done
nothing to alleviate the swelling in her brain. These are things that can
make of break her early on in her recovery and healing process. Her chances
are slim. Her chances are slimmer here in Puducherry, Tamil Nadu, India.
So we miraculously got her accepted to Stanford which is one of the best
hospitals in the world. Also, as a charity case which is very rare, since
she has no insurance. So what we need now is to get her there. I am
reaching out to everyone I know to help us get an ICU Plane (a.k.a. air
ambulance) to fly her back to California. If anyone knows anyone with a
plane we could rent or has anybody in the Air Ambulance industry or a doctor
who could volunteer their time to come and get her and fly her to Stanford
and reduce the cost... those things would be amazing. The reality of the
situation is that we need to raise $150,000 dollars, now for the quote we
have. There is a blog that Hollis's best bud Eliza (from her bicycle dance
troupe the SF Derailleurs) started: * http://friendsofhollis.blogspot.com * and it
has a donate button on it. I would like to urge everyone to give something
to this button even if it is 5 dollars and then pass it on to everyone they
know. Hopefully we can all figure out a way to give $1,000 whether it be by
sheer generosity or organizing a fundraiser where ever this reaches you.
Send it to people who know her and send it to anyone who is a compassionate
person and knows what its like to lose a bright brilliant star of a person.
She is an amazing performer, heart, bicycle and food activist and so much
more, in San Francisco (and everywhere) and we need to do everything we can
while we have the possibility, to bring her back. It was crazy to go
through my contacts to select everyone to send this to and see the amount of
amazing people who are no longer alive on it and how badly I don't want to
add her to this group. Please help however you can even if its just keeping
her in your thoughts and sending healing energies and magic. You can write
me with any questions or support or call/text anytime, day or night.
Thank you more than anyone can be thanked, for everything you have all done
so far, you have kept me going in my darkest hour. Please forward this on.
Put it on myspace, facebook, your blog, craigslist, tribe, tell everyone.
love and teary thanks,
Harrison |
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| hey baby people |
[Mar. 1st, 2009|11:57 am] |
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woot.com has some pretty nice baby carseats up for sale... ends at midnight or when they are gone. go look. |
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| apparently he has nothing better to do with his time. |
[Feb. 8th, 2009|09:04 pm] |
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right wing mad dog ken starr is now going after the gays. he has joined the caliornia proposition 8 proponents, not only to defend the proposition in the supreme court, but also to have all the currently valid gay marriages in california declared illegal, and thus null. this video is heartbreaking, and has info about how to join fight against starr and prop 8.
http://www.couragecampaign.org/Divorce |
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| (mis) adventures in cooking |
[Feb. 8th, 2009|03:29 pm] |
eggplant.
it's a thing i usually like when it is included in some meal i have, especially like the eggplant dish at titaya, which is really yummy. but i've had it baked, mushed, and all kinds of ways, and all of them have been pretty good. it's something i always briefly consider when i am at the store, but usually pass up because 1) fresh veggies usually go bad before i get around to cooking them and 2) i have no idea what to do with it.
anyway, the other day they were on sale, so i bought one. brought it home and stared at it for three days before i decided i needed to cook it or throw it to the backyard gods.
i am not a cook. like, i like to cook, and most things i make are edible, if not actually tasty (my tortills soup and enchiladas get requested), but am not exactly julia childs here, and i generlly stick to what i know.
so after some advice on how to get started (slice it up and soak in water and salt to get the bitter out), i decided i would try baking slices and pan frying slices. the pan fried ones turned out ok - i just put some olive oil and tony chachere's in the pan and cooked until the changed color and got soft. they were basicly just sponges of cajun salt and oil, but not bad. also not really worth doing again.
the ones i baked... i put them on a cookie sheet with olive oil and some balsamic marinade, and i don't know what i did wrong, but lucy won't even try em. ah well.
i'll stick to the pros on this one.
at least i didn't thow ALL of it out. :) |
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[Feb. 5th, 2009|07:05 pm] |
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today i went to my po box and there in the little tiny box was a big white envelope, and in this big white envelope was a long, pretty, multi-toned, i have to assume hand-made scarf, and a note : "This is my love surrounding you and keeping you warm. - A"
most.
awesome.
mail.
ever.
:)
it's folks like you that remind me not to blow up the planet. you should give lessons.
miss you oodles, miss a. |
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