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<p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><span style="font-family:AGaramond; font-size:10pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;"><font face="Arial"><b>May</b> 
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                                    <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">No big deal, any of this, just the daily turmoil of a writer's life. A little 
penury, a little sciatica � still no big deal. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;- <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2002/04/22/books/22FURS.html?ex=1020488914&ei=1&en=469d234c976ccc7d" target="_blank">Alan 
                                    Furst</a></span></font></p>
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        <td width="743">                                    <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
                        1 
                        2002 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:09 
                        AM 
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                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">This 
                                    is funny. To me anyway. Remember yesterday 
                                    when I said there was another Tuesday group 
                                    of questions but it was on a password protected 
                                    site? Today I noticed that the questions 
                                    were answered on <a href="http://www.lifeuncommon.org/" target="_blank">Life 
                                    Uncommon</a>. So this is the Tuesday This 
                                    or That (and I'm not linking to the site 
                                    ... for obvious reasons.)</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>Which is worse: a driver riding your bumper or someone pulling out in front 
of you with their car?</b> I don't drive.<BR><b>Can you 
do 10 push ups?</b>  Nope.<BR><b>Do you 
bathe/shower in the morning or in the evening (or at all)?</b> I shower in the 
                                    morning after I eat breakfast and do my 
                                    page. So, sometimes it's more like &nbsp;noon. 
                                    Heh.<BR><b>Michael or Janet Jackson?</b> Uh......<BR><b>Which do you enjoy 
most? Your bedroom or living room? </b>Right now, since I'm in my living room, 
                                    at my computer, my living room. And hour 
                                    ago, when I was sleeping....my bedroom.&nbsp;<BR><b>Bathroom or kitchen?</b> 
OK, same deal. Hungry, kitchen. Bathroom, well you know. <BR><b>Crayons or markers? 
                                    </b>No preference. <BR><b>Leaves falling or flowers blooming?</b> Both.<BR><b>Fred and Wilma or Barney and Betty?</b> Uh......<BR><b>Fame or fortune? </b>Just 
                                    enough of both to do what I want to do.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Is 
                                    it me? I don't think I'm that good at the 
                                    question thing. And Wednesday has three. 
                                    <a href="http://www.creativedoubt.org/blog/index.php" target="_blank">The 
                                    Wednesday Whine.</a></span></font></p>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> <b>Julia Cameron's advice to writers is to &quot;keep the drama on the page.&quot;</b> 
                                    <b>(page 40, The Right to Write) Where do you express your drama? Do 
you write about it, sing about it, fight regularly with a significant other or 
family member? After the drama has ended, how do you feel? </b>This is making 
                                    me laugh.<b> </b>I'm not a big fan of the 
                                    Cameron approach to writing. And I am a 
                                    drama queen, but I try to resist that aspect 
                                    of my personality. But drama happens. And 
                                    drama is it's own reward. </span></font></P>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>What do you think is the most underpaid and unsupported profession? Why do 
you think this? </b>This is a good question to ask on May Day. Mom's should 
                                    be paid. Teachers should be paid more. I 
                                    could go into a long diatribe about women's 
                                    work. But let's move on. </span></font></p>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>Name one thing (object, person, feeling) that you are happy that you have 
in your life. Now name one thing that is missing. How are they related? </b>I 
                                    love my friends. I often wish for romance. 
                                    Are they related? Well, my friends make 
                                    sure I know I am loved. They're just cool 
                                    like that. But no, they aren't related. 
                                    </span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>&quot;You must have chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star.&quot; -- 
Friedrich Nietzsche (Do what you would like with this quote!) </b>I think I'll 
                                    just appreciate it. </span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>&lt; whines &gt; Why should we always have to use our &quot;nice 
voice?!&quot; </b>Oh, I do not think we should always have to use our nice voice. 
                                    Whine away! </span></font></P>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>&nbsp;</b></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Those 
                                    were interesting. And there's the <a href="http://www.nothingofimportance.com/wednesday.php" target="_blank">Wednesday 
                                    Whimsy</a>.</span></font></p>
                                    <font face="Arial"><b><span style="font-size:10pt;">We've all wanted to be in a movie at some point. If you could be any existing 
or added character in any movie, what would it be? </span></b><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    wanted to be in the Mama Cass movie. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Have you ever dreamed of being a star of the stage? Tell us about it. 
                                    </span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    was a star of the stage. It was a little 
                                    stage. I had a band in Boulder, Colorado. 
                                    It was great fun. And it also sucked. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">No one can convince me that they didn't act up to get attention as a child. 
Tell us a story about your childhood theatrics. </span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    used to sing Happy Talk, from South Pacific. 
                                    I didn't act up so much, but I did love 
                                    attention. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Describe a recent dream. 
                                    </span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    don't wanna. Maybe later. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                                    third one...I couldn't find. And I'm worn 
                                    out. </span></font></p>
                                    <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                                    is <a href="http://diy.spc.org/ourmayday/" target="_blank">May 
                                    Day</a>. Remember <a href="http://cpl.lib.uic.edu/004chicago/timeline/haymarket.html" target="_blank">Haymarket</a>. 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                                    mighty, mighty &nbsp;<a href="http://culturalconstructioncompany.com/" target="_blank">Pattie</a> 
                                    has </span></font><SPAN class=260263220-30042002 style="font-size:10pt;"><FONT face="Arial">produced an episode of &quot;Women on Air&quot; for <a href="http://cfuv.uvic.ca/" target="_blank">CFUV</a>. 
                                    The  radio station is showing 
support for a &quot;<a href="http://www.live365.com/stations/stinkyfish" target="_blank">Stinky Fish</a>&quot; action for May Day by highlighting the action and 
talking about the implications for women and Canadian webcasting. Tune in around 
                                    five o'clock with your web radio. More radio 
                                    fun from Pattie and Carl is <a href="http://www.live365.com/stations/255708" target="_blank">here</a>. 
                                    </FONT></SPAN></p>
                                    <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                                    <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
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                        2002 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:00 
                        AM 
                                     </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                                    we're still in the day late mode. I found 
                                    the third Wednesday question thing. It was 
                                    <a href="http://www.christyschaos.net/blog/index.html" target="_blank">Hump 
                                    Day Humpers</a>. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>Who would you want to play you in the movie about your 
life? </b>Camryn Manheim.<b>  Your significant other? </b>Who? <b>Do these people look anything like you? 
                                    </b>Kinda. Cameryn is taller. I think. </span></font></p>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>What rating would the movie have? </b>G&nbsp;<b>What would you allow 
them to discuss? </b>Who are they? <b>Mistakes? </b>Sure. <b>Drunken stupors? </b>Yes. 
                                    <b>Fighting? </b>OK.<b> Getting Fired? </b>Yeah. 
                                    <b>or just the 
good stuff? </b>Oh no! Forget the good stuff. </span></font></P>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>3) What is this?<BR> 
                                    </b></span></font></P>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>&nbsp;</b></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">This 
                                    was a picture of something she and or her 
                                    son had made in clay that looked like it 
                                    might be a cow. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And Thursday has only one, 
                                    the  <a href="http://www.othersideofglenroad.org/backporch/" target="_blank">Thursday 
                                    threesome</a>. </span></font></p>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>Lions! Can a lion tame its mane? What about 
you? Tell us your worst hair memory... </b>I got a root perm once. The perm 
                                    solution is just applied to the hair closest 
                                    to the scalp. It was suppose to give my 
                                    hair lift...er something. It burned my scalp 
                                    and just made this crunchy mess of my hair. 
                                    </span></font></P>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>Tigers! Can a tiger change its stripes? Can 
people really change? </b>Oh...I hope so. </span></font></P>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>Bears! Who's a grumpy bear? 'Fess up - what 
makes you grumpy</b>? I'm pretty grumpy. No need to 'fess up. It's usually evident. 
                                    </span></font></P>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I've 
                                    actually been happy to use the question 
                                    tour as a content devise this week. This 
                                    is the last week of school and I should 
                                    be writing papers. My brain is tired and 
                                    somehow I must focus. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sigh. 
                                    </span></font></p>
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<p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
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                        2002 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:14 
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                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Here's 
                                    an irony. The week I pick to do the questions 
                                    tour, T<a href="http://smattering.org/archives/00000507.php" target="_blank">he 
                                    Friday Five</a> takes a break. I feel so 
                                    abandoned. I was actually looking forward 
                                    to the Five because it's&nbsp;something 
                                    familiar. I've been&nbsp;finding the questions 
                                    kinda overwhelming. Maybe because it's morning 
                                    and the caffeine hasn't hit my adrenal glands. 
                                    Maybe it's because I'm working on a paper 
                                    about the <a href="http://www.emory.edu/EDUCATION/mfp/moral.html" target="_blank">Moral 
                                    Equivalent of War</a> and the <a href="http://www.iconsoftec.com/gita/" target="_blank">Bhagavad 
                                    Gita</a> and <a href="http://www.bartleby.com/142/110.html" target="_blank">Walt 
                                    Whitman</a>. So my desk is covered with 
                                    books and my brain is struggling to form 
                                    sentences that have academic merit. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Er, 
                                    somethin.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                                    thinking about who I would want to play 
                                    me in the movie of my life puts me into&nbsp;tilt. 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    while I mine the Internet for content questions 
                                    that give me the spins, <a href="http://pagecount.blogspot.com/?/2002_04_28_pagecount_archive.html" target="_blank">Mike 
                                    Golby</a> writes a devastating story of 
                                    a suicide attempt. <a href="http://allied.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Jeneane</a> 
                                    writes about her rage. I read them and reread 
                                    them and then I try to shake off the feelings 
                                    and think about war. War. Heh. I can't stop 
                                    writing to feel. I just have to get this 
                                    done. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">But, 
                                    of course, that's nuts. I do feel. I am 
                                    feeling. I remembered my own scratching 
                                    at my arms. I used to come home from working 
                                    at a diner on Sunday. I'd fill the bathtub 
                                    with some bubble bath stuff that turned 
                                    the water lime green. I'd make a LARGE vodka 
                                    gimlet that was the same color as the water. 
                                    I'd put Billy Holiday on a looping tape, 
                                    draw a few lines of coke on a tiny mirror, 
                                    get an ashtray and a pack of smokes and 
                                    spend the afternoon in the bath tub crying. 
                                    Every Sunday. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    cried about the man who was not in love 
                                    with me. I cried because I'd lost my direction 
                                    spiritually. I cried because it was the 
                                    only thing that made sense. And I ran the 
                                    blade along the lines of white powder and 
                                    later along the vein in my arm. But I never 
                                    pressed. Often I'd pass out and wake up 
                                    in the cold lime green water. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                                    not trying to compete with the other folks 
                                    who are writing about their depression. 
                                    I don't have it in me. I have papers to 
                                    write. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">But 
                                    my&nbsp;depression waits patiently, knowing 
                                    I will return to it. It's a kind of&nbsp;narcissism 
                                    that demands it's due time. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">William 
                                    James says this is why we still fight wars. 
                                    &quot;</span></font><i><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">War is the </font></span></i><I><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">strong</font></span></I><i><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"> life; it is life </font></span></i><I><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">in extremis;&quot; 
                                    </font></span></I></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">I 
                                    miss the Friday five. I want the calmer 
                                    thinking about the details of preference. 
                                    What's your favorite vacation spot? Do you 
                                    have any allergies? What famous person would 
                                    you have dinner with? </font></span></p>
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<p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
                        4 
                        2002 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;10:33 
                        AM 
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                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>&quot;Today 
                                    I'm proud to be a freak&quot; &nbsp;&nbsp;- 
                                    </i>Max</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Well, 
                                    &nbsp;the <a href="http://www.darkangeltheseries.com/" target="_blank">Dark 
                                    Angel</a> finale took a turn toward jingoism. 
                                    The finale was pretty great but I cringed 
                                    when they raised a flag. Granted, it was 
                                    a flag that featured a dove moving toward 
                                    light, made by a transgenic who looks a 
                                    lot like a puppy and is very sweet (unless 
                                    he's pissed). But it was a flag. And then 
                                    there was the speech Max makes about them 
                                    being made in America. Kinda problematic 
                                    for me.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                                    probably didn't help that I was working 
                                    on my paper about the purpose of war and 
                                    the need to out grow it. So, I was in front 
                                    of the computer with a copy of the Gita 
                                    annotated by Gandhi while I watched. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                                    thing is ... this is a show about how physicality 
                                    is created genetically and the variety of 
                                    curses and blessings there in. So, I am 
                                    a sucker for much of the metaphor. And I 
                                    am proud to be a freak. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.textism.com/article/494/" target="_blank">Verisign</a>, 
                                    it would seem, sucks. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://scruples.phoxxe.com/" target="_blank">Saturday 
                                    Scruples</a> is a questions thing. Apparently 
                                    begun by <a href="http://www.fishgirl.org/" target="_blank">Fish 
                                    Girl</a> and now hosted by <a href="http://phoxxe.com/" target="_blank">Phoxxe</a>. 
                                    </span></font></p>
<P class=text align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>You e-mail your picture to an attractive person you 
met on the Internet. Do you mention you put on 30 pounds since the picture was 
taken? </b>OK. So you can imagine my reaction to this question. </span></font></P>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>The country gets into a war you don't agree with. 
You're drafted. Do you fight? </b>Wow. These questions are workin my nerves. 
                                    I'm writing a paper about this now. There 
                                    is not one answer. </span></font></p>
<P class=text align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>At an out-of-the-way bar, you see a friend's spouse 
having a romantic liaison. Do you tell your friend? </b>This is a tough question 
                                    and I've had the experience. Actually, I 
                                    was friends with all three people. It wasn't 
                                    exactly that I saw them in a bar but I knew 
                                    what was going on. I didn't tell. My friend 
                                    found out and was mad at me. It just sucked.</span></font></P>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">There 
                                    is one more Saturday question thing but 
                                    the person hasn't published since last week. 
                                    I could answer those questions...I guess. 
                                    But I'm burning out on the questions tour, 
                                    it's getting late, I should be writing my 
                                    papers. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>&nbsp;</b></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Heather 
                                    is doing another great <a href="http://www.harrumph.com/020503.shtml" target="_blank">fucking</a> 
                                    web project.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    saw a ghost yesterday. Adrienne and I had 
                                    plans to go to our favorite restaurant. 
                                    The one we ate dinner at before class, back 
                                    in the day. We walked in and he was there. 
                                    I was surprised that I didn't feel much. 
                                    Just this dull thud of awareness. But, Adrienne 
                                    noticed that my hands were shaking. We left 
                                    and went to another place. She generously 
                                    bought me &nbsp;a lovely lunch with a fair 
                                    amount of booze. I love talking to her so 
                                    it was easy to enjoy the food and the company 
                                    and not think about the ghost. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>&nbsp;</b></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" class="text" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Until 
                                    I got home. I worked on the paper and watched 
                                    my kooky television show. But my eyes feel 
                                    full today. It all just hurts too much. 
                                    I can't think about it right now. I have 
                                    work to do.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"><b>&nbsp;</b></font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>&quot;Today 
                                    I'm proud to be a freak&quot; &nbsp;&nbsp;- 
                                    </i>Max</span></font></p>
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<p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
                        5 
                        2002 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:29 
                        AM 
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                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                                    a very weird person. But I figure that's 
                                    not news. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So 
                                    I went back to the Saturday question site 
                                    that I had missed and they had put up new 
                                    questions. And I am trying to do the full 
                                    tour this week. My need for completion is 
                                    overwhelming. So...the <a href="http://www.snarkywench.com/" target="_blank">eight 
                                    from the eighties</a>. Eight questions derived from eight songs in the Eighties. Posted at eight. 
(Although, clearly, not yesterday at eight.) </span></font></p>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Do you want candy?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                                    Sure.</span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I wish they all could be<u> 
                                    </u></span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><u>I 
                                    have no state of preferance</u> </span></font><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">girls/boys.</span></font></B></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">What dreams go on when you close your eyes? 
                                    </span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Well...these 
                                    days...stressful, scary dreams. </span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">What takes your breath away?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                                    Dunhill Blues</span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> I was born in the... 
                                    </span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">early 
                                    morning. </span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Who drives you crazy?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                                    People in grocery stores.</span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I don't know much, but I know... 
                                    </span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    don't know much.</span></font></P>
<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Where you going, what you looking for? 
                                    </span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">No 
                                    where. Everything. </span></font></P>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Today 
                                    there is the Sunday <a href="http://www.blogland.com/ww/mtarchives/001491.html#001491" target="_blank">Op-Ed</a>. 
                                    It's a little different. These are answers 
                                    in search of questions. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Where 
                                    did I have a trip planned for that I had 
                                    to cancel? <b>Mexico</b></span></font></p>
                                    <font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Where 
                                    do I wish I was? <b>France</b></span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">What 
                                    do you drink when you're feeling wild? <b>Tequila</b></span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                                    not so good at coming up with questions. 
                                    I don't really think I'm that good at the whole 
                                    question thing. I don't always 
                                    get them. I still think they're a cool thing. 
                                    A call and response from blog to blog. But 
                                    I'm such a fussy girl. There is one more 
                                    for Sunday. It seems that <a href="http://www.arielpayit4ward.com/Sunday_Samaritan.htm" target="_blank">this 
                                    </a>blogger goes to other people's sites 
                                    and says helpful things, or nice things. 
                                    I may not have it right. And I may go back 
                                    and check later. But I'm done with the questions 
                                    tour. It was interesting. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Tomorrow 
                                    is International no Diet Day. Click on the 
                                    blue ribbon for details. I'll be in <a href="http://bayarea.citysearch.com/profile/11322569/" target="_blank">Justin 
                                    Herman Plaza</a> with other fat activists. 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">But 
                                    for now I must keep working on my papers.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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<p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
                        6 
                        2002  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:01 
                        AM 
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">This 
                                    is
<a href="http://http://www.eskimo.com/~largesse/INDD/" target="_blank">
International National No Diet Day</a>. <a href="http://www.fatso.com/man7.html" target="_blank">Fat</a> revolution activists around the world
will stage consciousness raising events and celebrations. They will dispense
literature debunking diet industry propaganda, perform aerobic street theater,
and build community. But will they get support from the left?</span></font><p class=MsoBodyTextIndent style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;" align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Fat revolution has all
the attributes generally embraced by the left. The issues are <a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/news/archive/2002/02/23/state1930EST0079.DTL" target="_blank">job
discrimination</a>; unbiased <a href="http://www.sizewise.com/articles/wlsconsiderations.html" target="_blank">health care</a>, access to <a href="http://www.naafa.org/documents/brochures/airtips.html" target="_blank">public facilities</a> and a <a href="http://www.naafa.org/documents/policies/legislation.html" target="_blank">public
policy</a> that asserts an individual�s right to not be excluded because of an
attribute of physicality. But fat activists receive little to no support,
instead obesity is declared a disease, conflated with a host of social ills, or
dismissed as comic. </span></font></p>

<p class=MsoBodyTextIndent style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;" align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The dismissive attitude
has root in one virulent misconception. Fat people are fat because they do not
control their appetites and they are indolent. Such puritanical assessment of
any group deserves at least a moment of deconstruction. </span></font></p>

<p class=MsoBodyTextIndent style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;" align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The <a href="http://www.naafa.org/" target="_blank">National Association
to Advance Fat Acceptance</a> reports that </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt; mso-bidi-font-size:
10.0pt"><font face="Arial">fatness is most often caused by a combination of heredity and dieting
history. For some people dieting fails 95 to 98% of the time. For those
individuals choosing to remain at a high but stable weight and concentrating on
personal fitness rather than thinness is a healthier way to deal with the
propensity to be fat. Having made that choice, <a href="http://www.fatso.com/man2.html" target="_blank">they should not</a> be expected to
accept a social climate of hostility and discrimination. </font></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in" align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.eskimo.com/~largesse/INDD/origin.html" target="_blank">Mary Evans
Young</a>, author of Diet Breaking: Having It All Without Having To Diet and leader
of the anti-diet campaign in Britain declared the first No Diet Day in 1992</span></font><span
style="font-size:10pt; mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt"><font face="Arial">. Evans, a recovering anorexic, had seen a
television show about stomach stapling surgery. One woman had popped her
staples and was having them restapled, for the third time. Then Evans heard a
report about a fifteen-year-old girl who had committed suicide because she
couldn�t deal with being fat. Evans felt the need to speak out against the
culture of fat hatred that engendered this kind of body mutilation and
destruction. </font></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in" align="justify"><span
style="font-size:10pt; mso-bidi-font-size:13.5pt"><font face="Arial">In the early 1970's a group of radical fat
women known as the <a href="http://www.radiancemagazine.com/fat_underground.html" target="_blank">Fat Underground</a> put forth a political analysis of fat
oppression. They drew comparisons to looksism, sexism, racism, classism,
ageism, and ableism, and pointed to the economic power of a </font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">50 billion
dollars a year </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt; mso-bidi-font-size:13.5pt"><font face="Arial">diet industry to account
for the skewed content of media reporting toward anti-fat biases. Their work
and the work of NAAFA was the platform on which fat people began to build their
revolution. </font></span></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in" align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">In a world
filled with violence and death, fat revolution may seem frivolous until you
notice the <a href="http://www.seafattle.org/APATT/VicDD.html" target="_blank">number of deaths </a>connected to the diet industry. </span></font><span
style="font-size:10pt; color:black; mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;"><font face="Arial">On March 19 2002, consumer
advocacy group Public Citizen <a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/chronicle/archive/2002/03/20/MN216579.DTL" target="_blank">filed 
                                    a petition</a> with the U.S. Food and Drug
Administration</font></span><span style="font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt; color:black;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><span style="font-size:10pt; color:black; mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;"><font face="Arial">asking them to ban
Abbott Laboratories Inc.'s diet drug Meridia, linking the anti-obesity medicine
to 29 deaths in the United States. Diet drug related deaths are not <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0312253249&music=&buyable=0" target="_blank">new</a> for fat
revolutionaries. The diet drug </font></span><span style="font-size:10pt; mso-bidi-font-size:7.5pt"><font face="Arial">Fen-Phen
has been linked to over five hundred deaths, five times more than the deaths
that were linked to Firestone Tires.</font></span></p>

                                    <p align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span
style="font-size:10pt; mso-bidi-font-size:7.5pt"><font face="Arial">And there the suicides caused by the climate
of fat hatred. Add to the fifteen-year-old girl who inspired Ms. Young the
story of </font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.seafattle.org/APATT/SGrah.html" target="_blank">Samuel Graham</a>. Samuel was a twelve-year-old boy from Fort
Lauderdale, Florida,. He had been teased in elementary school about his weight.
He had dieted and tried to exercise. He was still fat. He hung himself in his
back yard the night before he was to start middle school. There are many more.
Deaths that can be linked to fat hatred and pursuit of the false hope spun by
the diet industry and its media allies are generally the deaths of women and
children.</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt; mso-spacerun: yes"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;&nbsp; </font></span></p>
<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in" align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">A liberal
reaction to all this might be to <a href="http://tolerance.org/news/article_tol.jsp?id=505" target="_blank">affirm</a> the rights of fat people and perhaps do
some self-examination for signs of internalized fat hatred. Would you date a
                                    <a href="http://www.catay.com/cat/GoddessGarden.htm" target="_blank">fat person</a>? A radical reaction would be to educate your self about the truth,
join activists on May sixth and speak out. </span></font></p>

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style="font-size:10pt; mso-spacerun:
yes"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></span><span style="font-size:10pt; mso-spacerun: yes"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></span></p>

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                        2002  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:43 
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Yesterday 
                                    was full of victories.</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Jazzersize 
                                    decided that &quot;<a href="http://www.bayarea.com/mld/mercurynews/3210264.htm" target="_blank">perhaps it's possible for people of varying weights to be fit.&quot;</a> 
                                    Thanks to Jennifer for leading the charge. 
                                    She announced it at <a href="http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2002/05/07/MN223501.DTL" target="_blank">INDD</a>. 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Adrienne 
                                    and <a href="http://www.dagnabbit.com" target="_blank">Craig</a> 
                                    came and took photos. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                                                <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"><img src="Fatso.jpg" width="280" height="347" border="0"></font></span></p>
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                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                                    was a great fun day. And there was some 
                                    news coverage. But some news channels covered 
                                    the release of the <a href="http://www.msnbc.com/news/748532.asp#BODY" target="_blank">new 
                                    hope</a> (and I say the word hope with teeth 
                                    clenched) for weight loss. They're talking 
                                    about something that we in fat activism 
                                    have know for a while, thanks in part to 
                                    <a href="http://www.naafa.org/Convention2001/gaesser.html" target="_blank">Glen 
                                    Gaesser</a>. The body fights weight loss 
                                    in a natural reaction to&nbsp;starvation. 
                                    A distinction that I would think should 
                                    be made clear is that even this natural 
                                    response varies&nbsp;in different&nbsp;bodies. 
                                    They know that there are &nbsp;different 
                                    things controlling this response and one 
                                    of them is the hormone <a href="http://www.rockefeller.edu/pubinfo/leptinlevel.nr.html" target="_blank">leptin</a>. 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So...I 
                                    guess we can all run and get our leptin 
                                    implants. OR we can eat healthy food, exercise 
                                    in reasonable amounts and enjoy a diversity 
                                    in body shapes. Anyone watching <a href="http://www.fitnessfuncentral.com/" target="_blank">Jennifer</a> 
                                    jumping around yesterday, and the fat cheerleaders, 
                                    and the fat hip hop dancers, gets this. 
                                    Everyone was very cute. </span></font></p>
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                                                <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"><img src="cheerleaders.jpg" width="280" height="215" border="0"></font></span></p>
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                                    <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    <a href="http://www.cbc.ca/news/indepth/facts/suu_kyi.html" target="_blank">Aung San Suu Kyi</a> was 
                                    released from house arrest. Which is the 
                                    kind of news that makes it easier to have 
                                    hope. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And...I'm 
                                    almost done with all the papers. </span></font></p>
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                                    <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
                        8 
                        2002  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:47 
                        AM 
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                                    isn't totally true that I'm not reading. 
                                    I'm rereading some of the books I read for 
                                    Ethical Issues and a few more while I work 
                                    on the papers. I'm reading the <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=1893163113&music=&buyable=0" target="_blank">Bhagavad 
                                    Gita</a>, annotated by Gandhi. I also worked 
                                    on a piece for workshop about my India days/daze 
                                    so I've been sentimental for that blissed 
                                    out guru girl feel. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                                    sitting on the bus, and I've just finished 
                                    a section of the Gita and I'm trying to 
                                    remember my first mantra (it's been a while) 
                                    and I'm trying to feel...bliss. We're at 
                                    stop and a young man comes forward swearing 
                                    about how the driver hit him in the head 
                                    with the door and he's cussing the guy out 
                                    and it's ugly. And the driver decides to 
                                    get up and get into it. He's saying, &quot;I 
                                    didn't do anything. You didn't get off the 
                                    bus properly.&quot;&nbsp;And the kid is 
                                    saying, Shut up, who are you? You're nobody.&quot; 
                                    And they do some more back and forth and 
                                    then the kid gets off. The driver looks 
                                    up at me through the mirror and says, &quot;That 
                                    kid has pulled a gun before.&quot; </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    I could see it. I could see it when it was 
                                    happening. I wasn't scared. I just felt like 
                                    there were a few possibilities and we got 
                                    to have the one where the kid gets off the 
                                    bus. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So 
                                    much for bliss.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                                    didn't plummet me into a pit or anything. 
                                    It just felt like part of the writing of 
                                    the paper. We are always on the verge of 
                                    war. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                        2002  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:20 
                        AM 
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Barbara 
                                    was telling me that, as the month goes along 
                                    and the <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/thestory.html" target="_blank">before</a> page gets filled, it takes 
                                    longer and longer to load. So, I decided 
                                    to move things every seven days or so. The 
                                    <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm" target="_blank">May</a> 
                                    link has the earlier stuff. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Papers 
                                    are done, school is over, yippie yi o ki 
                                    aye. Is that how you spell that? &nbsp;I came 
                                    home and watched the end of West Wing and 
                                    <a href="http://www.pbs.org/americanfamily/" target="_blank">American 
                                    Family</a>. I've only seen the show one 
                                    other time and it was good. It was good 
                                    last night as well but it was about the 
                                    eldest son enlisting in the army after 9/11 
                                    and the father remembering fighting in the 
                                    Korean War. After all the work I did on 
                                    the William James paper I was tired of war. 
                                    I didn't even realize how tired I was until 
                                    I hit the bed.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Adrienne 
                                    did a <a href="http://homepage.mac.com/craigfoster/adrienne/PhotoAlbum1.html" target="_blank">page</a> 
                                    of INND photos.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Marilyn 
                                    was on <a href="http://www.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0205/08/cf.00.html" target="_blank">Crossfire</a> 
                                    yesterday. I didn't see it but the transcripts 
                                    say it all. Some of the people who opposed 
                                    Jennifer's case talked about the right of 
                                    a company to hire who they want to hire. 
                                    The guy on this episode of Crossfire said 
                                    &quot;<i>it is really demeaning to</i></span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"> </font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>those people</i></span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">, </font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>who have fought for true civil rights, 
to have their fight compared to the fight of overweight megabar babes to be Jazzercise instructors.&quot; 
                                    </i></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>&nbsp;</i></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Uh...what's 
                                    a megabar babe?</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Oh, 
                                    never mind.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Marilyn 
                                    did a fine job in the debate. The guy that 
                                    was being so contrary was so idiotic and 
                                    inflammatory. He kept saying things like 
                                    Jennifer is not fit and demeaning her certification 
                                    by the Aerobics and Fitness Association of America, 
                                    with out ever saying why it wasn't a credible 
                                    certification. And he said, &quot;<i>If you followed her through a grocery store, it would be white bread, frozen 
pizzas, Breyers ice cream, the whole bit.&quot; </i></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>&nbsp;</i></span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Amazing. 
                                    This guy knows what Jennifer eats. More 
                                    specifically, he thinks he has a right to 
                                    look into her grocery cart. I guess he thinks 
                                    he has that right because he's making his 
                                    point about her body being not fit. But 
                                    I'm just gonna bet there are Jazzercize 
                                    instructors who do eat white bread, frozen 
pizzas and Breyers ice cream but who don't have the genetic disposition that 
                                    holds on to fat. Are they fit? Why aren't 
                                    we worried about their food? I don't really 
                                    know what Jennifer eats but she does six 
                                    classes a week, some back to back. She's 
                                    need to eat every other minute of the day 
                                    to be fat. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">What's 
                                    weird to me is that Jennifer isn't really 
                                    fat. Not to me. I guess my perspective is 
                                    skewed. Or, maybe it's &quot;their&quot; 
                                    perspective that's skewed. Or MAYBE...it 
                                    doesn't matter.&nbsp;I appreciate the work she's done 
                                    to break the mold of what fitness looks 
                                    like. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                                    thing that was so clear was the hatred spewing 
                                    from this guy. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sigh.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://culturalconstructioncompany.com/" target="_blank">Pattie 
                                    and Carl</a> are&nbsp;doing another radio 
                                    show today at 3:00 on <a href="http://cfuv.uvic.ca/" target="_blank">CFUV</a>&nbsp;Today's 
                                    topic is Who's In Control of Your Life?&nbsp;They 
                                    will air interviews from people on the 
street regarding control, discuss a Mark Twain spoof of a Horatio 
Alger story, and review the movie &quot;The Matrix&quot; as the ultimate 
sociology movie.&nbsp;Sounds like fun. </span></font></p>
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<p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">5 
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                        2002  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://culturalconstructioncompany.com/" target="_blank">Pattie 
                                    and Carl </a>were on at three yesterday...if 
                                    you lived in the east coast. I don't. DOH! 
                                    I need to read better. I didn't get the 
                                    EST part. I figured it out at three...when 
                                    I tuned in...sigh.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    spent the day going though the piles of 
                                    paper that I've ignored for the past week. 
                                    Reading blogs that I've been unable to concentrate 
                                    on. (<a href="http://pagecount.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Golby</a> 
                                    and <a href="http://www.ncf.carleton.ca/~ek867/wood_s_lot.html" target="_blank">Wood_s 
                                    Lot</a> took almost an hour each) I've been on 
                                    the <a href="http://www.blogsisters.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">blogsisters</a> 
                                    blog roll for a while ... but I didn't realize 
                                    I could post there. Figured that out yesterday. 
                                    Thanks <a href="http://kalilily.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Elaine</a>. 
                                    Thanks <a href="http://allied.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Jeneane</a>. 
                                    Tried to read and answer all e-mails, and 
                                    clean up my inbox, outbox and deleted files. 
                                    I have joined the ranks of the spammed. 
                                    Let's see spam, telemarketers, commercials. 
                                    Can't they just leave me alone?!</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Didn't 
                                    shower till noon. Ordered pizza. Did dishes 
                                    at 7:00. It wasn't like there were that 
                                    many of them but it seemed like I coulda 
                                    done em earlier. Totally forgot that I have 
                                    registration and financial aid issues to 
                                    deal with. Didn't look for a job.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Didn't fully realize how tired I was. In 
                                    the afternoon I went to lay down and an 
                                    hour and forty five minutes later I struggled 
                                    to wake up. After so many years of working 
                                    one or two jobs, this last year has been 
                                    ... odd. I mean I'm digging a debt hole 
                                    that I may never fill. I don't really like 
                                    not working. And it just doesn't seem like 
                                    I should ever be tired. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    took a second shower at 7:30. I didn't really 
                                    need one but ... I just felt like it. Put 
                                    on new pajamas. I started reading <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0679727892&music=&buyable=0" target="_blank">Tripmaster 
                                    Monkey</a> on the way to school on Wednesday. 
                                    I thought a novel might be relaxing...heh. 
                                    So, I'm sitting on the muni, depressed, 
                                    reading about a guy who is sitting on the 
                                    muni, depressed, reading Rilke, outloud. 
                                    It was not exactly relaxing. But I read 
                                    it for a while last night. Before Will &amp; 
                                    Grace. (The show I love to complain about...first 
                                    two minutes they say &quot;<i>it's my day 
                                    off I don't want to read</i>&quot; &quot;<i>it's 
                                    my day off I don't want to learn</i>.&quot; 
                                    &quot;<i>I'm going to boink my fat husban</i>d.&quot; 
                                    &quot;<i>hell, I need to drink that</i>.&quot;...<b>why 
                                    didn't I turn it off</b>!!! ) &nbsp;And ER. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">There 
                                    were these commercials for ER that had a 
                                    tag line...a show to cherish. Uh...I just 
                                    can't cherish television. I've watched ER 
                                    on and off. It's a good enough show. I cried 
                                    watching Mark die in Hawaii. But cherish...if 
                                    I ever start cherishing a television show...do 
                                    an intervention.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    woke up at 6:30. Tired. Ate dry Cherrios 
                                    because I didn't get myself to the store 
                                    for milk. And made coffee that shoulda woken 
                                    me and my ancestors. But... </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So...today... 
                                    I must ...do...something...</span></font></p>
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                                    <p align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span
style="font-size:10pt; mso-spacerun:
yes"><font face="Arial">There's no Friday Five today. And I still haven't cleared 
                                    my head from the week long questions tour, 
                                    so I'm almost happy about that. But my thesis 
                                    on the question things building community 
                                    is born out in the <a href="http://www.smattering.org/archives/archive-052002.php#541" target="_blank">comments</a> 
                                    on the site where the Five is posted. Some 
                                    folks are doing their own Five, some people 
                                    are fussing, some are threatening to never 
                                    come back. Oh well. Some are going into 
                                    the archives and doing ones that they haven't 
                                    done. Which might be what I would do, but 
                                    I'm too busy figuring out ...what...I'm 
                                    ...doing. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></span><span style="font-size:10pt; mso-spacerun: yes"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                        2002  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;10:43 
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">People 
                                    are always saying, &quot;It's so beautiful 
                                    out.&quot; &nbsp;</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">                                    </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">To 
                                    which I usually quip, &quot;I don't do out.&quot; 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    it's true that I am in a curmudgeon phase 
                                    and I'd rather be in my house, grumpy. But 
                                    I did need to go out yesterday. I needed 
                                    milk. I went to <a href="http://bayarea.citysearch.com/profile/910974/" target="_blank">Real Food</a>, since I'd heard 
                                    that they deliver. And they do. I love this 
                                    store. It's got <a href="http://www.honesttea.com/" target="_blank">all</a> 
                                    <a href="http://www.newmansown.com/" target="_blank">my</a> 
                                    <a href="http://www.blueskysoda.com/natsoda.htm" target="_blank">favorite</a> 
                                    <a href="http://www.strausmilk.com/" target="_blank">stuff</a>, 
                                    and a deli, a meat and fish department, 
                                    and &nbsp;good veggies. It isn't as abundant 
                                    as Whole Food but it's not as crowded. It's 
                                    very mellow. And they deliver, FOR FREE 
                                    if you buy more than forty bucks worth of 
                                    food. So, I stocked up.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    it was good to be out. The sun was shining. 
                                    Blah. Blah Blah. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=380021" target="_blank">Kara</a> 
                                    came over and I made dinner. Pork loin, 
                                    smashed Yukon golds, watercress and roasted 
                                    tomatoes. She brought strawberries and we 
                                    put em in a bowl with ice cream. And we 
                                    drank a bottle of Syrah. Well,not the whole 
                                    bottle. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    think I've said that I like <a href="http://www.ncf.carleton.ca/~ek867/wood_s_lot.html" target="_blank">wood 
                                    s lo</a>t because he blogs art and poetry 
                                    and really brainy stuff. And that's true. 
                                    He blogs really <a href="http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/gate/archive/2002/05/08/notes050802.DTL&nl=fix" target="_blank">important 
                                    things</a>. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                                    <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    know I'll be doing my part. </span></font></p>
                            <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0679727892&music=&buyable=0" target="_blank">Tripmaster 
                            Monkey</a> is such a San Francisco book. They're 
                                    walking though North Beach. <i>The air of 
                                    the city is so filled with poems, you have 
                                    to fight becoming imbued with romanza. </i>I 
                                    love that.</span></font></p>
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                        2002  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:42 
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I should 
                                    probably say Happy Mothers Day. Not that 
                                    my mom reads the page. I'll write about 
                                    it tomorrow. But&nbsp;I had two conversations on 
                                    Friday. One in person 
                                    and one in e-mail. And I'm still having them 
                                    in my head. So, I'm going to write out the 
                                    inner blahblahblah.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It's 
                                    about the impact of diet talk 
                                    and fat hatred. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                                    you're in a room full of people who have 
                                    just finished a great meal and someone says 
                                    something about not doing that too often...or 
                                    else...we'll get...<b>FAT</b>. Or a parent is telling 
                                    a kid not to eat the eighteenth cookie and 
                                    they say something about them not wanting 
                                    to be <b>FAT</b>. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Why 
                                    don't we want to be fat?</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Fat is ugly. Fat is unhealthy. 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                    think everyone has a right to their own 
                                    esthetic of beauty. But it occurs to me 
                                    that some of our esthetic is trained. Magazines, 
                                    television, culture sends&nbsp;a bombarding 
                                    message about what beauty looks like. And 
                                    kids notice things. Parents communicate 
                                    things to their kids on subtle levels. When 
                                    you walk past a group of people of&nbsp;color, 
                                    and you're holding your child's hand, and 
                                    your hand gets tighter, they learn that 
                                    there's something different when people 
                                    of color are around. No one ever has to 
                                    say anything racist, it's communicated in 
                                    body tension. With beauty, children notice 
                                    reactions as well. &quot;Beautiful&quot; people get 
                                    a certain response and kids notice. So ... 
                                    how do you know what you think is beautiful 
                                    if you've never questioned your perception? 
                                    Most people look at fat bodies and look 
                                    away. Nothing to see there. Others stare 
                                    and think hateful thoughts. Just once, 
                                    or twice, look at a fat body. Really look. 
                                    Try not react in any way for awhile. Just 
                                    look. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I've 
                                    worked on my loving own body. I've looked 
                                    at it and stopped all the voices and just 
                                    looked. I haven't tried to affirm anything. 
                                    I've just looked. I've had some spontaneous 
                                    moments of self acceptance. But they came 
                                    from lots of taking the time to really look 
                                    at my own and other fat bodies and not listen 
                                    to the first response. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">You 
                                    may never think a fat body is beautiful. 
                                    Preference happens.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    then there's the health thing. Much of the conflation of fatness and bad 
                                    health is junk science. You can be fat and 
                                    healthy. Especially if&nbsp;you don't hate 
                                    your body. Dieting is not healthy. Many times people 
                                    defend dieting by saying that they just 
                                    know they feel better, thinner. Well, the 
                                    smart-Aleck part of me wants to say...oh 
                                    do ya? ...in&nbsp;a sneering, jeering manner. 
                                    The part of me that 
                                    really does believe that everyone has a right 
                                    to their choices usually just nods and smiles. 
                                    But, dieting is weird. Eating healthy is 
                                    great. Eating moderately is fine. And sometimes 
                                    you just have to indulge. Dieting is punitive. 
                                    Dieting is controlling your desire. I really 
                                    believe that if most people work on being 
                                    aware of their appetite they will naturally 
                                    eat more and less in response to inner signals. 
                                    That doesn't mean that we'll be thin but 
                                    ... remember me...I'm not worried about 
                                    that. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">When you're telling 
                                    a kid to not eat too many cookies you can 
                                    remind them that they may get a tummy ache. 
                                    Create awareness. Big soup to nuts dinners, especially with 
                                    friends, are great, but not if you do them 
                                    every night. Why add the<b> threat</b> of 
                                    fat?</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Because 
                                    fat is ugly. Fat is unhealthy.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Not everyone gets to be fat.  The 
                                    people that study these things know one 
                                    thing for sure...no one knows why anyone 
                                    is fat. They know it is a combination of 
                                    genetics and diet history. They think there 
                                    are brain chemicals, hormones and a bunch 
                                    of stuff that may influence getting fat 
                                    and staying fat. Diet and exercise do mediate 
                                    how fat, but there is a range of how much 
                                    can be mediated. In other words, some people 
                                    are just gonna be fat, unless they live 
                                    on rice cakes and work out five hours a 
                                    day. And there 
                                    are people who will never be as fat as I 
                                    am. Not if they lay on the couch and eat 
                                    cake for six years. They'll be fatter. And 
                                    they may change their metabolism. And it 
                                    may be harder for them to lose weight after 
                                    six years of cake, but for some people all 
                                    they have to do is get off the couch, stop 
                                    eating cake and they'll lose the weight. 
                                    </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">If 
                                    you think Americans drink too much soda 
                                    and eat crap fast food and spend too much 
                                    time watching bad TV and not moving, I'm 
                                    with you.  If you think I drink too much 
                                    soda, you're wrong. I may have soda once 
                                    or twice a week and I drink <a href="http://www.blueskysoda.com/natsoda.htm" target="_blank">hippie</a> 
                                    soda. If you think I eat fast food. OH. 
                                    You're so wrong. If you think I could be 
                                    more physically active, you're right. But 
                                    I can tell you that when I lived in NYC 
                                    I worked out five days a week and I was 
                                    still fat. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    if I did eat junk food and drink soda and 
                                    watch crap Jerry Springer, so what? I can 
                                    say I have judgements on all those things 
                                    but not on the people who do them I have 
                                    no feeling of moral superiority. At least 
                                    not because of soda and TV.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Imagine 
                                    I'm standing next to a thin or averaged 
                                    sized body person. You don't know me. You 
                                    don't know that I'm a food snob who has 
                                    her television tuned to BookTV. You don't 
                                    know the other person. They live on junk 
                                    food, smoke, and watch the game show network. 
                                    But if you're asked to guess who does what, 
                                    you may guess me, based on my weight. That's 
                                    called prejudice.</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                                    what you need to understand is that people 
                                    are denied jobs, housing, good medical care 
                                    and access to public facilities because 
                                    of their weight. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                                    the next time you're with a group of your 
                                    friends and some one says they're making 
                                    choices avoid being fat...experiment. Ask 
                                    them, what would be so bad about being fat? 
                                    Ask yourself that question. If you don't 
                                    ask those questions you are tacitly approving 
                                    of the prejudice. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Which 
                                    is, of course, your choice. </span></font></p>
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                                    <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Mustard doesn't taste yellow. 
                            - </span><a href="http://www.bonney.org/proverbs/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sparrow</span></a></font></p>
<p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><div class="byline"> <font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm/#1shtml" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 13, 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">                            
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                            AM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I needed a new design. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            was pretty cranky. And then I got a comment 
                                    from Christine at </span><a href="http://www.studio315e.homestead.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Infinite 
                                    Pink</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">. I spent some time on her site, 
                                    looked at the </span><a href="http://www.studio315eannex.homestead.com/NotreDameArt.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:10pt;">great 
                                    art</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">. It cheered me up. </span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Then 
                                    I decided to try and learn HTML. Again. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">
                                    I spent two hours and finally got </span><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/By%20hand.htm" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:10pt;">this</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                                    done. Well,except it didn't have -the links 
                            open windows- thing, that came later. I&nbsp;&nbsp;took a break and then went back on 
                                    line and read tutorials and studied the 
                            code 
                                    on pages and figured out how to make my 
                                    scroll bar pretty. I've been trying to figure 
                                    that out for a while. And I found </span><a href="http://www.randomwalks.com/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">a site</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            that was giving out the code for the -open links 
                            in new windows- thing. If you put a check in the 
                            box and you click on a link, it opens a new window. 
                            Then you can close that window instead of clicking 
                            back to my page. I prefer this when I'm looking 
                            around. Maybe because I don't have DSL and it's 
                            so slow going back and forth. So, if I can open 
                            new pages and close them ...I just like it better. 
                            But, now you can make the choice.  I'm unlikely 
                                    to get really good at code. I just like 
                                    playing with the site. I don't usually like 
                                    yellow but... it looks so buttery.&nbsp;It 
                            helped me to  stay distracted from my cranky inner self.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                            I liked </span><a href="http://allied.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Jeneane's</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            new design.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I talked to Mom last night. We reminisced 
                            about all the times we've said goodbye and then 
                            cried 
                            our eyes out. We're close and not close. It's the 
                            cornerstone of my insanity. I've always marveled 
                            at the fact that our moms are the only people in 
                            which we've lived. Our skin holds the memory of 
                            being in that body. When our mothers don't get us 
                            it feels like god doesn't get us. Elaine </span><a href="http://kalilily.blogspot.com/?/2002_05_05_kalilily_archive.html"><span style="font-size:10pt;">wrote</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            about giving her mom </span><a href="http://www.columbia.edu/~gm84/gibtable.html"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Kahil 
                            Gibran </span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">and it didn't work for her mom. Jeneane 
                            </span><a href="http://allied.blogspot.com/?/2002_05_12_allied_archive.html#85082293"><span style="font-size:10pt;">wrote</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            about the changes in her relationship with her four 
                            year old daughter. Things with moms and daughters 
                            can be so push away/hold me close. Conflicting&nbsp;drives. 
                            It's kooky. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Jo 
                            Ann wrote </span><a href="http://www.canwehaveourballback.com/9wasserman.htm"><span style="font-size:10pt;">poems</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">My 
                            mom gets that she doesn't get me, but it makes her 
                            uncomfortable. She wants to get me. She just wishes 
                            I were a Republican. I want her to get me. And ... 
                            that ain't gonna happen. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Oh, 
                            I 
                                    love </span><a href="http://www.seruv.org.il/defaulteng.asp" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:10pt;">these</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                                    guys.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So...I'm 
                            going to be wringing my hands, waiting for the complaints. 
                            Does it work? Is it pretty? Do you love it? </span></font></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><div class="byline"><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm/#2shtml" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 13, 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">    
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                            PM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Men&nbsp;were 
                            working on my roof. I don't know why. All I know 
                            is I kept thinking, if there is an earthquake in SF today, I 
                            won't be able to tell. I could hear the concrete falling 
                            through the walls. Little pieces of it kept falling 
                            after they left. Ai Yi Yi. The desk was shaking, 
                            the monitor was wobbling. It spaced me out. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Maybe 
                            that's why I could only look at jobs for two minutes 
                            at a time. Yeah, that's why. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                            then...at 10... as the news was coming on...</span><a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/news/archive/2002/05/13/national0116EDT0407.DTL"><span style="font-size:10pt;">we 
                            had an earthquake</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">. And I was able to tell. It's 
                            such a strange feeling. My favorite thing is when 
                            news channels play people telling </span><a href="http://www.quicktopic.com/boing/H/Wc8zjnRQrjAeU"><span style="font-size:10pt;">the stories of 
                            what they felt</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Earthquakes 
                            make me dizzy. And I'm awake now. So, I'm posting. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">You 
                            know, there are sooooo many people who have never 
                            heard of blogging, never been on a computer, don't 
                            even care about the issues. What are the issues? 
                            I say all this because I'm fascinated by &nbsp;metablogging. 
                            Bloggers blogging about the impact of blogging, 
                            or the purpose of blogging, or the joys of blogging, 
                            war bloggers, peace bloggers. Can blogging effect 
                            public policy? Is blogging the new journalism? I 
                            dunno. </span><a href="http://news.com.com/2010-1074-897638.html?tag=fd_nc_1"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It's 
                            fun</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">If 
                            I use the word blog too many times on my page I 
                            get e-mails and phone calls asking,&quot;What is 
                            a blog?&quot; I find myself trying to explain google 
                            bombs to people and watching their eyes glaze over. 
                            Many of my friends don't spend much time on the 
                            Internet. They read me because I whine if they don't. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">How much power does a google bomb have? 
                            I'd 
                            like to think that google bomb campaigns like the 
                            </span><a href="http://www.textism.com/article/494/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">verisign</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            bomb (and they really do need to clean up their 
                            mess) work. I like to think that all the letters 
                            I write to my public representatives work. &nbsp;Letters 
                            are powerful. And a google bomb is like a public 
                            letter campaign, in a way. But of all the blogs I read, 
                            maybe half of them knew about the campaign. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">A 
                            while ago, my friend Karen noticed a change in the 
                            page. She said, &quot;It's like you're talking to 
                            all these people.&quot; I think that was when I 
                            was obsessing daily over whether or not I could call my 
                            little project&nbsp;a blog. She was right. I'd stumbled 
                            onto a blog cluster and I loved all the kids in 
                            the cluster. I was reaching out to them from my 
                            page. &nbsp;I don't really think they read me. Or 
                            not as often as I read them. But, I really dig checking 
                            in with my blog buddies every day. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Jeez. 
                            I'm doing it now. I'm responding to something I 
                            read. All this&nbsp;probably doesn't make much sense. 
                            Part of what got me wound up was an assertion that 
                            everyone has access to a blog. Oh...no. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Blogging 
                            is,&nbsp;&nbsp;potentially, a great subversive tool. A way 
                            to get information passed about. I linked to &nbsp;a 
                            story about </span><a href="http://www.dassk.com/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Aung 
                            San Su Ki</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> last week. A friend wrote me an e-mail and said 
                            that she hadn't heard anything about it on the news. 
                            And my site is far from the vanguard of news posting. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So 
                            we can use our power for good or evil. And we'll 
                            be the arbiters of which is which. Democracy in 
                            action.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 
                            14 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:43 
                            AM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It's 
                            the morning after. It is a little hard to go to 
                            sleep after an earthquake. The adrenalin jolt is 
                            a bitch. I listened to the news. Took a shower. 
                            Read for a while.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                            men are back this morning. It's so noisy. The earthquake 
                            wasn't as bad.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                            <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><div class="byline"> <font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm/#3shtml" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 15, 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
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                            PM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Roof 
                            pounding continues. Sigh.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">You may notice 
                            the new button on the side, SOUL. Like </span><a href="http://jenett.org/ageless/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Ageless</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            and </span><a href="http://jenett.org/ageless/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Aortal</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            it's a portal to the independent web. If you click 
                            on it you get &nbsp;a popup window with a few links. 
                            If you have some time, it's a great way to take a 
                            tour. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">My pretty 
                            yellow scroll bar only shows up in IE. So, if you're 
                            using Netscape, or Opera, or AOL, you can't see 
                            it. Bummer. I'm pretty proud of the new design. 
                            I think I figured out perma links, but it made me think 
                            about the way I archive. All this is how I talk 
                            myself down from the emotional ledge I crawl out 
                            on after ten minutes of looking at <a href="http://www.craigslist.org/">Craig's List</a> 
                            for a job. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Really. I 
                            am nuts. Finding a job was always the same. Look 
                            at the restaurant section of the want ads, go to 
                            the place, give them a resume, go to work. Some 
                            times I took bad jobs, but I could always find a&nbsp;job. I just don't know what I'm doing. I force myself 
                            to look at the ads, but I get almost frantic. Hard 
                            to believe I could ever have run a business. But 
                            I did. More than one.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Kristina has 
                            </span><a href="http://www.deardiary.net./cgi-bin/viewer.cgi?diary=26140&entry=1021334400"><span style="font-size:10pt;">written</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            in her journal. A lovely entry, I might add. </span></font></p>
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                                        <td width="97"><p><a href="http://www.newmoon.org/TBIOD/2002/about_tbio.htm" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"><img src="tbio2.jpg" width="95" height="110" border="0"></font></span></a></p>
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                                            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;So 
                                            today's the day to turn &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;beauty 
                                            inside out! </span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                            how are we gonna do that? </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.wearingwool.com/cpwhoa.html">These</a> 
                            women had an idea. A&nbsp;<a href="http://www.wearingwool.com/cpcale.html">calendar</a>. 
                            I love the picture with the socks. <a href="http://nm-server.jrn.columbia.edu/projects/masters/bodyimage//history/index.html">This</a> 
                            is a good read about the notion of beauty. On the 
                            site they have a section on <a href="http://nm-server.jrn.columbia.edu/projects/masters/bodyimage//fighting/antidiet_page1.html">anti-dieting</a>. 
                            You know I like that. Andrea, one of my <a href="http://www.blogsisters.blogspot.com/">Blogsisters</a>, 
                            did a <a href="http://www.jngm.net/TBIOD/">AMAZING</a> 
                            tribute. <a href="http://www.diaries.com/es/">Esta</a>, 
                            also a <a href="http://www.blogsisters.blogspot.com/">Blogsister</a>, 
                            wrote about her hands in a way that'll make you 
                            look at your own in a different light.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Inside 
                            out. Outside in. Beauty, it seems to me is in the 
                            eye of the beholder. And the eye is connected to 
                            a heart and a mind and body. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            love telling my friends that they're beautiful. 
                            And I have friends of all shapes. I like telling 
                            men that they're beautiful. Once a man, who I had 
                            just gushed over about his beauty, said, &quot;Tish, 
                            men are handsome, not beautiful.&quot; </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">OK. 
                            Whatever. He looked goooooood to me. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">St. 
                            Francis said something like, what you are looking 
                            for is what you are looking with. I'm paraphrasing 
                            and I think he was talking about God, but it's a 
                            nice way to think about beauty. Beauty is. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                            <p align="justify"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><div class="byline"><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm/#4shtml" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 16, 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:32 
AM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The roofer 
                            guys keep up the banging and they're putting on 
                            the tar. &nbsp;The smell gives me a headache and a stomach 
                            ache. I guess I shouldn't complain. It was my bathroom 
                            ceiling that fell in last year after some big rains made 
                            puddles that
                            leaked though the cracks. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Looking 
                            for a job with a headache and a stomach ache was 
                            just so much fun. My misery and panic multiplied. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                            may have been the universe trying to get me out 
                            of the house. It worked. I grabbed my book and headed 
                            for the wharf. <a href="http://www.rooknet.com/beatpage/writers/ferlinghetti.html">Ferlingetthi</a> 
                            was standing on the corner near my house. I said 
                            hi. He seemed startled, but he said hi. It's good 
                            to have a poet hanging around the hood. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            live three blocks away from the wharf. It can be 
                            such a mob scene, but this is an ebb time in tourist 
                            season. A band of musicians from Peru play music 
                            down there. They sell CD's to tourists. There's a wharf that runs parallel to Pier 
                            39. No shops. Just a walk way. I passed through a Japanese tourist 
                            cluster and found a bench. Peruvian music providing 
                            a sound track. It is good to breathe 
                            sea air. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Stopped 
                            on the way home and bought some chicken/artichoke 
                            sausage, which I ate with some pappardelle. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I was reading 
                            </span><a href="http://www.utne.com/bMedia.tmpl?command=search&db=dArticle.db&eqheadlinedata=Media%20Diet%20111%20Sarandon%20Raps"><span style="font-size:10pt;">this</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            interview of Susan Sarandon in </span><a href="http://www.utne.com/"><span style="font-size:10pt;">UTNE</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            and I thought she gave two answers that demonstrated 
                            my idea of internalized fat hatred. In one part, 
                            she's talking about political subtext &nbsp;in movies 
                            and she says, </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&quot;...</span><i><span style="font-size:10pt;">any film is political. For instance, I think Eddie Murphy�s version of</span></i></font><I><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> The 
Nutty</span></font></I><font face="Arial"><i><span style="font-size:10pt;"> </span></i></font><I><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Professor</span></font></I><font face="Arial"><i><span style="font-size:10pt;"> was incredibly revolutionary. By the end, everybody 
in the audience was rooting for this guy to stay </span></i></font><I><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">fat</span></font></I><font face="Arial"><i><span style="font-size:10pt;">. What�s more radical 
than that?&quot;</span></i></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Earlier 
                            she talks about the kind of music that she listens 
                            to. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><i><span style="font-size:10pt;">&quot;And then there�s Britney Spears. She�s great for exercising to. If you need 
inspiration while you�re working out, you can think of her body.&quot;</span></i></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">OK. 
                            So ya know...it's great that she works out, and 
                            I'm not going to dis Britney, but Susan is&nbsp;in 
                            her fifties and she's beautiful. And when she works 
                            out she thinks about the body of a woman in her 
                            twenties. (Britney is in her twenties, isn't she?) 
                            I just don't think Britney should be a source of 
                            inspiration for a body. </span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                            why is it radical for Eddie to be fat? I haven't 
                            seen the movies and I'm glad people root for anyone 
                            to stay fat, so is it radical...sort of. You know 
                            what would be more radical? If Susan Sarandon 
                            didn't think about a younger woman's body as a model 
                            of what an older, or any, woman should aspire to. 
                            </span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                            I'm saying that she has a fear 
                            that fat might suddenly take over  her body. See, she could work out because it feels 
                            good. She could listen to Britney for the rhythm. 
                            (I guess.) But the minute she turns Britney's body 
                            into an icon, well...it just makes my eyebrow raise. 
                            It's about staying thin, and young, and nubile, or 
                            something. And she's a very cool, smart woman. So, 
                            what's that about? </span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Today 
                            at 1:00 Colorado time, <a href="http://www.jazzarts.org/diamond.htm" target="_blank">Mark 
                            Diamond</a> is playing some Jazz on <a href="http://www.kuvo.org/">KUOV</a>. 
                            <a href="http://culturalconstructioncompany.com/">Pattie 
                            and Carl</a> are on <a href="http://cfuv.uvic.ca/">CFUV</a> 
                            at &nbsp;NOON, SF time. Good gawd. I need to do math. 
                            But it seems I may be channel surfing. </span></FONT></p>
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                            <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm/#5shtml" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 17, 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;6:55 
                            AM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.democracynow.org">Democracy 
                            Now</a> is broadcasting from East Timor this week. 
                            They are there to cover the formalizing of <a href="http://www.easttimor.com/">East 
                            Timor</a> as an independent nation. You can listen 
                            to these shows on <a href="http://www.webactive.com/pacifica/demnow.html">Web 
                            Active</a>. Very moving stuff. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            mentioned yesterday that </span></font><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.jazzarts.org/diamond.htm" target="_blank">Mark 
                            Diamond</a> was playing some Jazz on <a href="http://www.kuvo.org/">KUOV</a> 
                            and <a href="http://culturalconstructioncompany.com/">Pattie 
                            and Carl</a> were on <a href="http://cfuv.uvic.ca/">CFUV</a> 
                            at &nbsp;NOON, my time. So, right at noon I was 
                            listening to CFUV&nbsp;and I realized that there 
                            was no Pattie &amp; Carl. Apparently, there were 
                            technical difficulties. So, I bounced over to KUVO 
                            just in time to hear Mark's voice say hi to me. 
                            ( Hi Mark!!) That was fun. Then they started playing 
                            some tunes and doing some pledge drive stuff so 
                            I bounced back to hear Pattie, who was doing an 
                            interview about immigration policies in Canada. 
                            I listened for a while and jumped back to hear&nbsp;Mark 
                            play some tunes. Then back to Pattie, who also said 
                            my name when referencing the <a href="http://www.scottlondon.com/insight/scripts/iyer.html">Iyer</a> 
                            quote at the bottom of my page. </span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Pattie 
                            was on Real Player and Mark was on some thing that 
                            opened in IE as a side bar. Every time I went back 
                            to Mark I had to listen to a commercial for allaboutjazz.com. 
                            Arg. </span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It's 
                            great to have this many talented friends. A little 
                            hectic. But great. By the time <a href="http://www.visionaryactivism.com/default.htm">Caroline</a>&nbsp;came 
                            on I was happy to have one person on my good ol 
                            radio to listen to. She was interviewing <a href="http://www.bollier.org/">David 
                            Bollier</a>. </span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And,&nbsp;there 
                            was a hearing on the much debated <a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/c/a/2002/05/16/MN231316.DTL">SF 
                            public policy on homelessness</a> on channel 26 
                            during all of this. I did feel a bit over stimulated. 
                            TV on, sound off, Internet radio on, blog on the 
                            screen. Three e-mails half way written. </span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I've 
                            not been a reader of <a href="http://www.rageboy.com/blogger.html">Rage 
                            Boy</a>. No big reason. But he was on the <a href="http://www.marketplace.org/">Market 
                            Place</a> talking about blogging and you can <a href="http://www.marketplace.org/morning_report/rafiles/020516locke.ram">hear</a> 
                            him and he's kinda sweet.</span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><FONT face="Arial,geneva"><span style="font-size:10pt;">While 
                            I was listening to all this I was looking for a 
                            job. I'm thinking of changing the name of the page 
                            to Fatshadow Looking For a Job. And I think I found 
                            one that I might actually not hate. So, I sent a 
                            resume. Of course I can't say more. I'm superstitious. 
                            But send good vibes.</span></FONT></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                            still working on permalinks. This is <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm/#4shtml">a 
                            test</a>. If you have any techie wisdom for me .... 
                            I'll be happy to hear it. Not that anyone is linking 
                            me. Heh.</span></font></p>
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<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>What shampoo do you use?</b></span></font></P>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            change shampoos. Right now I'm using <a href="http://www.rusk1.com/">Rusk</a>, 
                            green tea &amp; alfalfa. But I like <a href="http://www.eoproducts.com">EO</a> 
                            products.</span></font></p>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>Do you use conditioner? What kind?</b></span></font></P>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            just started using it more often. Right now I'm 
                            using EO <a href="http://www.eoproducts.com/products/hair.shtml">rosemary 
                            &amp; mint</a>. </span></font></p>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>When was the last time you got your hair cut? 
                            </b>September.</span></font></P>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>What styling products do you use? 
                            </b>Not.</span></font></P>
<P align=justify style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><b>What's your worst hair-related experience? 
                            </b>OK...I just answered this. Remember...during 
                            the question tour. It was on a Thursday. Root perm, 
                            burned scalp. Yada,yada. </span></font></P>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'd 
                            link to it if I knew how to do a permalink. &nbsp;&nbsp;</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"><BR><BR></font></span></p>
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would not understand until years later that, consciously or not, Rimer was 
following a long tradition in Japanese literary criticism which�using terms such 
as &quot;<EM><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">joryu sakka</font></span></EM><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&quot; (woman writer) and &quot;</font></span><EM><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">joryu bungaku</font></span></EM><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&quot; (women's 
literature)�places most women writers in a separate (and implicitly inferior) 
category. &nbsp;&nbsp;-- </font><a href="http://weblog.delacour.net/archives/2002/05/16.html#000482"><font face="Arial">Jonathon 
                            Delacour</font></a></span><div class="byline"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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<p><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#5" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 18 
2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:22 
                            AM</span></font></p>
<div class="byline"> <div class="byline"><div class="byline"> <div class="byline"><div class="byline"><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
guy who came up with <a href="http://www.bookcrossing.com/">Book Crossing</a> 
is on <a href="http://www.npr.org/programs/wesat/features/2002/may/books/index.html">NPR</a> 
and they talk about the <a href="http://www.freewords.org/dir.html">Free Words</a> 
project. </span></font></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Random acts of bibliophilic kindness. 
I think <a href="http://www.deardiary.net./cgi-bin/viewer.cgi?diary=26140">Kristina</a> 
coined that phrase. Or, anyway that's where I heard it first.</span></font></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            really thought the roofer guys were gone. their 
                            little orange tar machine wasn't in the parking 
                            lot. But they were 
                            back, bright and early, pounding away. The little 
                            orange tar machine was in front of the building. 
                            The tar smell 
                            was overwhelming. I don't know what they were doing 
                            but, I swear it changed the air pressure in my apartment. 
                            They were using some kind of machine to, I dunno, 
                            maybe roll down the tar. </span></font></p>
<div class="date">                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                            When I heard that Ilyasha Shabazz was going to be 
                            at <a href="http://www.staceys.com/">Stacey's</a> talking about her book<i> </i><a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/BB/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=0-345-44495-7"><i>Growing up X</i></a>, 
                            I decided I best get out of the house. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">She 
                            was interesting. Apparently she didn't realize that 
                            she was going to speak. She thought she was just 
                            going to sign books. So she read from the book and 
                            she chattered and seemed a bit wound up. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            had just heard Malcolm's <a href="http://www.brothermalcolm.net/whathesaid13.html">The 
                            Ballet or The Bullet</a> speech on <a href="http://www.kpfa.org">KPFA</a>. 
                            It was prescient and fierce. He talks about the 
                            similarities between the Democratic and Republican 
                            parties, and the power of the&nbsp;African American&nbsp;vote.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Shabazz 
                            had, in her own words, a privileged life and protected 
                            life. She never felt fatherless. The book is &nbsp;a 
                            testament to <a href="http://www.pacificnews.org/jinn/stories/3.16/970805-shabazz.html">her mother</a>. She wants the truth about 
                            her family to be told and the truth is that, after 
                            her father's death, her mother did everything she 
                            could to give her six girls a &quot;normal&quot; 
                            life. So, <i>Growing Up X</i> is about summer camp 
                            and first kisses. She talks about black nationalism, 
                            globalization, and her father's assassination, but 
                            she returns again and again to the affirmation of 
                            &quot;normalcy&quot;</span></font></p>
                            </div>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'll 
admit, I went hoping to hear Malcolm's daughter, and I had ideas about who she 
should be. She talks about how that expectation followed her in life. Her project 
is different. She wants to tell people about the Shabazz family, &nbsp;a father 
who gave his two year old daughter oatmeal cookies, and a mother who worked 
to shield her daughters and define herself, and sisters who share the role of 
Malcolm's daughter.</span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Malcolm's 
                            birthday is on Sunday. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            came home and read some blogs. I read something 
                            that hurt my feelings, despite the fact that it 
                            had nothing to do with me. I think it was because 
                            it had nothing to with me that my feelings got hurt. 
                            I felt left out. I know this is oblique, but it 
    isn't really about what I read but the way I reacted. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                            just such an emotional whack job. Maybe because 
                            my father was able, is able, to not have a relationship 
                            with me. But if I called him right now he'd be all 
                            charming and say he loves me. And my mother has 
                            a relationship with a me that she has constructed 
                            in her head. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            don't know. I long for relationship. I mistrust 
                            relationship. I'm deeply grateful for the friends 
                            I have. I covet the friends I don't have. It's so 
                            exhausting that I withdraw into my own isolated little 
                            space. My web site becomes a message in a bottle. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            don't know. I'm just cranky.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                            I don't know how to make permalinks. </span></font></p>
                            </div>
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font><div class="byline"><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#6" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 19 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:29 
                            AM</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                            </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Roofers 
                            do not work on Saturday. Or maybe they're done. 
                            I haven't been able to open the windows all week, 
                            so that was the first thing I did. Then I turned 
                            off the radio, put on music and cleaned up. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            need a job.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">There 
                            are two things I need to do every day. Find a job 
                            and work on my summer writing project for school. 
                            Both happen in front of the computer. Writing the 
                            page and reading blogs are&nbsp;the things I do 
                            for pleasure...in front of the computer. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sheesh. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Scrubbing 
                            the bathtub felt like a wild new adventure. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Clearly, 
                            I need a job.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                            exception to all this sitting front of my computer 
                            is reading ... you know ... &nbsp;a book. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">In 
                            the afternoon, I did more HTML studying. I redid 
                            <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/rage.html">Rage</a>. 
                            It was one of the first pages I ever did. I think 
                            I used&nbsp;Netscape Composer. So, I used my web 
                            editor but, every time I did anything I looked at 
                            the HTML to see the changes. And I practiced editing. 
                            There's probably an easier way to learn. While I 
                            was at it I edited the writing a bit. I thought 
                            I'd figured some things out, but when I tried a 
                            second page... well... I just didn't know enough. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            may have figured out perma links. At least, as of 
                            yesterday the May page opened when you clicked on 
                            the date, but, it doesn't open to the place on the 
                            page I'm trying to link to...so this is another <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#5">
                            test.</a></span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Worked 
                            on the summer project writing.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Made 
                            some pasta with&nbsp;asparagus and chicken. Talked 
                            to Mom on the phone.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">That 
                            was my swinging day.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Happy 
                            Birthday Malcolm </span></font></p>
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                            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Happy 
                            Birthday Marie.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">For people like us - that is, relatively privileged people in quite free 
societies - none of this is inevitable. Terrible crimes are committed if we 
allow them to be committed. It's as simple as that. We're not talking about 
things happening on Mars, or crimes being committed by Attila the Hun, but 
crimes being carried out by forces that are, in principle, under our control, if 
we want to control them.</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">                    </font></span></div>
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<P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">We're not confronting laws of nature. These are questions of will and choice. 
We can't undo the past, but at the very least, we can face the present. We can 
choose to look at it honestly, to learn lessons from it, and to use those 
lessons to affect the future. -<a href="http://www.zmag.org/CrisesCurEvts/Timor/sovereignty.htm">Chomsky</a></span></font></P>                            
<p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
<div class="byline"> <div class="byline"><div class="byline"> <div class="byline"><div class="byline"><div class="byline"><div class="byline"><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#7" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 20 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;10:17 
                            AM</span></font></p>

                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Yesterday 
                            East Timor became a <a href="http://www.easttimor.com/events.html">nation</a>. 
                            Democracy 
                            Now did a <a href="http://www.democracynow.org/Timorreports.htm">special report</a>. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> I'm usually tense about flag 
                            waving. I 
                            like to think that, some day, we won't need borders 
                            and states. But we 
                            aren't there yet. And this is wonderful story of 
                            a people who are experiencing, in the words of <a href="http://www.nobel.se/peace/laureates/1996/index.html">Jose Ramos-Horta</a>, &quot;<i>a triumph of faith and conviction over oppression 
and tyranny</i>&quot;. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Events 
                            in East Timor <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/archive/content/?020422fr_archive03">Venezuela</a> 
                            and <a href="http://www.dassk.com/">Burma</a> have 
                            been heartening in a still <a href="http://news.independent.co.uk/world/middle_east/story.jsp?story=296901">worrisome</a> 
                            <a href="http://news.independent.co.uk/world/asia_china/story.jsp?story=296870">world</a>. 
                            And I'm waiting for this <a href="http://www.sf.indymedia.org/features/judibari/">jury</a>. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            went swimming in the morning. So good.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Marilyn 
                            took me out to lunch. Thank you Marilyn. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Came 
                            home and took a nap. Woke up. Read and watched some 
                            TV. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                            in a mood. Tense about money and meaning and ... 
                            it all. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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<p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></font><div class="byline"><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#8" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 21 2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:01 
                            AM</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                            </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Roofers. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sigh. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">They were here. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The rain chased them away. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The rain stopped. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">They were back. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">One of the funny 
                            things that's happening is that, what ever it is 
                            that they're doing, knocks the wiring loose in my 
                            kitchen light. So, one day it works, the next it 
                            doesn't. I'm sure this isn't good. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I needed to register for the summer 
                            writing project. While I was at <a href="http://www.usfca.edu/">school</a> I stopped 
                            by and visited Cheryl. It may be&nbsp;a grass is 
                            always greener thing, job crazed that I am, but her world looks pretty 
                            great to me. Nice little office with lots of windows, 
                            and a nice view. Cool work buddies that bring lattes 
                            from the corner cafe. (And double capps to visiting 
                            friends. Thank you Cheryl's cool work buddy!) </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">OK. 
                            I got away from my computer and my little page and 
                            my obsession. And what's the first thing we do? 
                            We look at my page on Cheryl's computer. I'm always 
                            mind blown when I see the page on other people computers. 
                            It looked good on her's. It looks the way&nbsp;I 
                            see it, except in Netscape. I don't freak out the 
                            way I used to when I'd see the page on some one 
                            else's computer and it looks different. I figure, 
                            I'm making it up as I go along and it looks OK, 
                            and I'm trying to learn more all the time. (Do I 
                            sound defensive?)</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                            was funny. At a certain point we're looking at stuff 
                            on the computer, sites from the SOUL  button and 
                            such, and we realized that we could talk to each 
                            other, instead. It's like a virus that I carry. 
                            I walk in the room, the computer goes on, I'm checking 
                            the site for design flaws. My poor friends wondering 
                            what I'm talking about. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            had good bus karma yesterday. They came right as 
                            I got to the stop; I got a seat. If that doesn't 
                            seem like a big deal to you, you don't ride MUNI. 
                            I missed most of 
                            the rain.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            did one piece of writing this semester that I had 
                            fun writing. I took chunks of Atlas of the Difficult 
                            World and did responses to them. I decided to make 
                            a page of it. &nbsp;I was trying to use it to practice 
                            HTML, but I got frustrated with my limitations. 
                            So, it's&nbsp;&nbsp;a <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/Conversation_on_the_Difficult_World.htm">Conversation 
                            on the Difficult World</a></span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial" color="#336699">. 
</font></span><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
we had to answer the question Why Write? So <a href="And%20we%20had">I did</a>.</span></font></p>
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                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:11 
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">No 
                            noise from the roof. Is it possible? Are they gone?</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            was reminded of <a href="http://www.freewillastrology.com/">Rob Brezsny 
                            horoscopes</a> by Elaine. 
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                                    <td width="705"><P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">GEMINI (May 21-June 20)</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                                        </span></font><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Week of May 16, 2002</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">
                                        </span></font><P align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&quot;In my dreams, I was drowning my sorrows. But my sorrows, they learned to 
swim.&quot; So sings Bono in U2's tune, &quot;Until the End of the World.&quot; I bring this 
up, Gemini, because unless you act quickly, your sorrows will also learn to 
swim. If you hope to leave them behind for good -- if you prefer them not to 
follow you to the new world you're headed for -- make sure you don't do anything 
to help them stay afloat in the coming week.</span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"> </font></span></P></td>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Hmmmm. 
                            Gulp. OK. No more &nbsp;whimpering from me. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://kalilily.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_kalilily_archive.html#85102746">Elaine</a> 
                            reacted to something <a href="http://pagecount.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_pagecount_archive.html#85101083">Mike</a> 
                            said. Elaine writes: <i>The question for me still remains: Do I want to stir things up or do I just want 
to write the kinds of �personal essays� with which I seem to be most 
comfortable. Sometimes too much comfort gets stale and boring. Just something 
for me to think about.<BR> </i></span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>&nbsp;</i></span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            think about this kind of stuff every day, in 
                            terms of the page, and the writing that I do for 
                            school, and the writing that I'm doing so I can grow 
                            up to be a writer. How do I position what I'm going 
                            to say? How much do I reveal? </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I've 
                            made&nbsp;veiled references to things that happen 
                            in school here. Things that only some folks would get. 
                            But once I went off about some fat talk in a class, 
                            sort of forgetting exactly who said what, and one person 
                            who said stuff read my site. We talked about it all, 
                            so it was an opportunity for us to understand each 
                            other.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            think a web page is like hanging a piece of writing 
                            on a tree in the middle of the forest. One person 
                            may happen to pass and read it. They may tell others. 
                            Eventually a trail may be carved by folks stopping 
                            by and other folks will follow that trail. So, it's 
                            a public space and yet...</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Lately, 
                            other than my chronicle of the roofers and my job 
                            search, I haven't had much to write about here. 
                            I wander the Internet, looking for <a href="http://www.ieeha.org/stickers/">cool things</a>, 
                            or <a href="http://www.sf.indymedia.org/features/judibari/">news 
                            items</a> that I am tracking. I record what I had 
                            for dinner (tamales) and I <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#5">fuss</a> 
                            about my design frustrations (see if I knew how 
                            to do perma links, when you clicked on fuss, it 
                            would go to the exact place on the page, where I 
                            was fussing. BUT NO!!! Arg!) Doing the page has 
                            always been about writing every day. <a href="http://alientongue.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_alientongue_archive.html#76810801">Nithia</a> 
                            writes about this in a lovely way. (See how that 
                            perma link worked?!)</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            like the way Mike writes. I like his politics and 
                            his passion and his hyperbole. (I mean what is all 
                            that Porridge Boy stuff about?) He can be very revealing. 
                            But Elaine can be very revealing as well. I mean 
                            she talks about her <a href="http://www.kalilily.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_kalilily_archive.html#85091907">vagina</a>! 
                            She has never struck me as a woman who plays it 
                            safe. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
                            Bloggers do have conversations with each other on 
                            their pages. It's one of the things I love. And 
                            much of it happens in comments. I usually get comments from my friends. The ones 
                            I know and talk to in my life.&nbsp;Thank you my 
                            friends. All these bloggers 
                            that I hang around rarely show up here. A fact that 
                            I just internalize as unrequited love. Sniff. <a href="http://justlikethat.blogspot.com/">Anita</a> 
                            left me a comment last week. Thank you Anita!</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">There 
                            was a point in school where I wrote about something 
                            that seemed very revealing, in terms of content, 
                            but for me it was just the details of some thing 
                            that happened. I knew that some readers would settle 
                            for those details and believe that they had really 
                            gotten a deep part of me. But I didn't feel like 
                            I was revealing that much. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            think if you're really reading some one you get 
                            as much from what they aren't saying as from what 
                            they say. </span></font></p>
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                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:23 
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                                roofers were indeed gone. But the handy man 
                                and the owner of the building were here checking 
                                out their work. Apparently they messed up the cable for 
                                some folks, not me. So, it was chaotic here. 
                                Lots of shouting from the roof. The handy man fixed my kitchen 
                                light. </span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It 
                            was an odd day. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            worked on the <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/rdoor.htm">refrigerator 
                            door</a>. No big changes. I put in a white scroll 
                            bar, which you can only see in IE. I added some 
                            links.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Rebecca 
                            called and we set up a chat in Yahoo. She has a 
                            web cam so I could see her and hear her via my computer. 
                            What a trip! </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Suzanne 
                            came over to practice for her <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/suzanne.htm">gig</a>. 
                            I'm going to sing a tiny bit o backup. Mostly we 
                            talked and drank coffee. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">MARK 
                            SENT ME A <a href="http://www.synergymusic.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=13">COOL 
                            CD!</a>! YIPPEE! THANK YOU MARK!! OK. I'll stop 
                            shouting. But, you should really listen to <i>Slappin 
                            the Cakes on Me</i>. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            got <a href="http://www.bluesforpeace.com/belief.htm">this 
                            </a>from <a href="http://www.ncf.carleton.ca/~ek867/wood_s_lot.html">Wood 
                            s</a> Lot. I'm always gonna have a crush on Jack 
                            Kerouac. Forever.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            saw this on <a href="http://www.willa.com/moodswings/index.shtml">Moodswings</a>. 
                            <a href="http://www.0format.com/images/cnn.php">New 
                            terrorist attack, really, really, really certain 
                            in like five more minutes</a>. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The Bangladesh Film Censor Board, 
                            a division of the Ministry of 
Information, has refused to issue a censor 
certificate to the film MATIR MOINA (Clay Bird).&nbsp; They say it contains &quot;religiously sensitive&quot; material. 
                            Well, let's <a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/moina/petition.html">take 
                            issue </a>with that. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">
                            </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://members.shaw.ca/cshock/CCC%20contents.htm">Pattie 
                            &amp; Carl</a> are <a href="http://cfuv.uvic.ca/">on</a> 
                            at <a href="http://members.shaw.ca/cshock/Episode%20Three.htm">noon</a>. 
                            </span></font></p>
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<p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#11" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 24 
                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;7:46 
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">There 
                                is an interesting discussion among Indian bloggers 
                                about which Anita 
                                <a href="http://justlikethat.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_justlikethat_archive.html#76883530">blogs</a>. </span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                                read her  right after I had two discussions with friends about 
                                the problems of being American. Both conversation 
                                stemmed from my worrying about money and feeling 
                                frustrated because I worked so hard to get my 
                                BA and now I'm working on the MFA and so it 
                                seems Sisyphean. 
                                And I keep signing up for another semester worth 
                                of loans. The whole notion of ... if you work 
                            hard enough things will work out ... is lost on 
                            me.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            was raised, according to my mother, in &nbsp;a white 
                            collar working class family. But I'm a sixties kid. 
                            We rejected middle class values and went running 
                            into poverty. And what we saw as middle class values 
                            were valuing money above all things, uniformity, 
                            exclusivity, things that felt so constrained. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Of 
                            course our parents didn't love money so much as 
                            they feared the lack of it. And they had experienced 
                            the lack of it. They worked to provide us with the 
                            choices 
                            and education that they never had, and when we began to choose away from 
                            their ideas of limitation, they reacted with anger. 
                            We ran off into the world, looking for art and spirituality 
                            and truth. We ran to places like India.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            should probably say I, rather than we, but part 
                            of the whole sixties kid thing is feeling part of 
                            a ... community. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Now, 
                            in my midlife, I am trying to do what my parents 
                            wanted me to do after high school. Get a degree and 
                            get a white collar job. I'm not trying to be rich. 
                            I'm just trying to be happy. And economically, I'm 
                            floundering. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It's 
                            not for me to speak about where anyone chooses to 
                            live, or why. Anita says it very well.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>&nbsp;</i></span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>Where you choose to live is a totally a personal decision as to what you want to 
do in life, how you want to achieve what you want and what makes you happy. Make 
your choice. <BR></i></span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><i>&nbsp;</i></span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            rejected the identity of being American in reaction 
                            to <a href="http://www.derechos.net/paulwolf/cointelpro/cointel.htm">so</a> 
                            <a href="http://www.whiteprivilege.com/">many</a> 
                            <a href="http://home.columbus.rr.com/woodstock1969/index.html">things</a>. I 
                            went in search of an authentic self. Part of 
                            self is where you were born, and where you grew 
                            up, and everywhere you went after that. But only 
                            part.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">My 
                            friend Abeer's parents are Bangladeshi. She was 
                            born in Nigeria. When she was 13 the family moved 
                            to Pittsburgh, PA. Is she Bangladeshi? Nigerian? 
                            American? How does she anchor identity in terms 
                            of place?</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            agree with Anita. There is no moral high ground 
                            in terms of where you choose to live. We all make 
                            choices and some choices are made for us. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">What's the last vivid dream that you remember having?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> I 
                            dreamed about talking to <a href="http://www.willa.com">Willa</a>. 
                            I was trying to figure out some code that I was 
                            reading at the top of web pages. She said it was 
                            there to make sure that if there was a photo of 
                            someone with bangs on the page the bangs would show 
                            up. I experimented and when the code was gone my&nbsp;bangs 
                            on my&nbsp;photo were gone.<BR></span></font><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Do you have any recurring 
dreams?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> I 
                            used to have tornado dreams. <BR></span></font><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">What's the scariest nightmare you've ever 
had?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> Cats 
                            always scare me. In my dreams. The other night I 
                            dreamed about a cat chaseing me and I was closing 
                            the door to keep it from escaping. It wasn't really, 
                            really scary, I guess.<BR></span></font><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Have you ever written your dreams down or considered it? Why or why not?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> On 
                            &amp; off. It is a good idea. My dreams are clearer 
                            when I try to remember them. <BR></span></font><B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Have you ever had a lucid dream? What did you do in it?</span></font></B><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> 
Well.....I think so. When I paid more attention to them, they were more lucid. 
                            I've dreamed about blogging. I'm not sure that's 
                            lucid.</span></font></p>
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                            <p><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#12" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 25 
                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;7:29 
                            AM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The 
                                <a href="http://www.naafa.org">NAAFA</a> memorial 
                                day weekend is happenin. Marilyn and I went 
                                for a while. There was a nice photo show, a 
                                woman who takes pictures of fat women and men. 
                                Very pretty.  There was 
                                some fun shopping. But, as we know, I have no 
                                money. I do have some very cool and generous 
                                friends. Marilyn bought me a dress. It has cherries 
                                on it. And then she took me out for Chinese 
                                food. Thank you Marilyn.</span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            came home and was looking at e-mail and I put on 
                            the TV. Big mistake. 48 hours was doing a show called 
                            <a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/sections/48hours/main3410.shtml">Slim 
                            Chance</a>. On every diet thing they&nbsp;talked about 
                            they note that people have died as a result of taking 
                            the pill, or having the surgery, or what ever. They 
                            even had a man who is bulimic and a man who is anorexic. 
                            The horror! Men are now doing the same things to 
                            their bodies that women have been doing for centuries! 
                            But they leave you with the impression that it's 
                            understandable that folks would take these risks 
                            and adopt these behaviors. 
                            After all, they want to be thin. Doesn't everybody? 
                            Arg.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                            first I visit fat xanadu and then I'm reminded of 
                            the world in which I live. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sigh. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                            tired.</span></font></p>
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                            <p><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#13" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 26 
                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;8:36 
                            AM</span></font></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">As the African proverb goes, however, when two elephants fight, it is the grass 
beneath their feet that suffers. In fact, the grass simply vanishes! &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;- 
                            </span></font><FONT face="Arial,Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/Archive/Article/0,4273,4406539,00.html">Wole Soyinka </a></span></FONT><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial"><BR></font></span></p>
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            watched my goddaughter graduate from high school 
                            yesterday. It was amazing. I think rituals can be 
                            hollow, but I also think they provide an important 
                            context for transistions. And I was sentimentally involved 
                            with this one. The minute the principal gave her 
                            the diploma and she turned to walk away, I started 
                            to cry. I was flooded with images of her from the 
                            last eighteen years and I was aware of the tenuous 
                            world she enters as an adult. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Ironically, 
                            my mother just came across my cap &amp; gown from 
                            high school. I remember not wanting to participate, 
                            being petulant and miserable. Perhaps the world felt as 
                            tenuous then as it does now. I know mom was worried 
                            and I was anxious and ready to get out into the 
                            mix. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">My 
                            goddaughter is already enrolled in college. She's 
                            smart and aware and creative and beautiful and deep 
                            and fair. She brings so much to the world. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Back 
                            in Colorado, Dean is graduating. It's such a wave 
                            of feeling when someone you knew as a baby, and 
                            as a child, becomes an adult. The transition is 
                            viceral. Life has rolled in a way that can not be 
                            denied. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">It's 
                            not about feeling old. It's about knowing that you 
                            now have a new set of allies in the world. People 
                            who will engage in their own terms and do great 
                            things. And these allies were there when you did 
                            some of your own great things, and many&nbsp;of 
                            your stupid things, and you hope that you didn't 
                            let them down too much. May be you did some small 
                            thing that made life seem possible and good. And 
                            maybe they'll take those memories with them as they 
                            sheer away from the role of beloved child.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Now 
                            they are beloved adults. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                            still not sure I get what being an adult means. 
                            But I know that it is the best thing to have someone 
                            who you watch grow. What ever fear I have about 
                            the world pales when I think about the wisdom that 
                            these new allies carry forth. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="left" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Come mothers and fathers<BR>Throughout the land<BR>And don't criticize<BR>What 
you can't understand<BR>Your sons and your daughters<BR>Are beyond your 
command<BR>Your old road is<BR>Rapidly agin'.<BR>Please get out of the new 
one<BR>If you can't lend your hand<BR><a href="http://bobdylan.com/songs/times.html">For the times they are a-changin'</a></span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">                            </font></span><p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;7:58 
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                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Went 
                            swimming with Ari Asha. I love swimming. And it 
                            was great to get a chance to visit with Ari Asha. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Then 
                            I came home and crashed. I read, watched some TV, 
                            ate Chinese food. Not much. And I don't have much 
                            to say today. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            did have a nice dream about a man that I have a 
                            crush on. I was some how involved with a plan for 
                            him to take a trip, so I was there at a celebration 
                            of for the trip. And he was getting a bunch of money 
                            in an envelope. Then a woman left a message for 
                            him with me, which I told him, and then I walked 
                            away. I was jealous and upset. I went to&nbsp;sit 
                            outside and I was on this cliff with a panoramic 
                            view. He came to find me and&nbsp;sat down very 
                            close to me. I was trying to make a joke so he wouldn't 
                            see how upset I was and he was smiling. Then he 
                            just kissed me. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sigh. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Recently 
                            I heard he is dating and I decided that I should 
                            just not think of him ... you know... that way... 
                            any more. So, I woke up from the dream and felt 
                            &nbsp;a combination of guilt and sweet pleasure.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
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            <p><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#14" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 28 
                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:05 
                            AM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Went 
                            to the NAAFA&nbsp;brunch. <a href="http://www.bigfatblog.com/interviews/bliss.php">Diane 
                            Bliss</a> spoke. Very cool woman. I think she's 
                            doing some really important work. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            often&nbsp;leave fat community events in a state 
                            of frustration. Most of us haven't fully grasped 
                            the notion that we've internalized a faulty notion. 
                            We still believe that we are to blame for our fat&nbsp;bodies. 
                            We ignore our basic genetic structure, forget the 
                            damage of our diet history, and do relentless documentation 
                            of how much we eat or how often we exercise.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">And 
                            there is a peculiar divide between the plus size 
                            women and the super size women. I'm not clear on 
                            where that line is drawn, but there's a scarcity thing 
                            that occurs. For example, maybe there won't be enough 
                            men who want fat women, or maybe a corporation may 
                            allow one fat person but they aren't going to hire 
                            and promote more than one. So, there's an attitude. 
                            I'm willing to love my 250 pound body...but I would 
                            never <i>allow </i>myself to be 500 pounds. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Each 
                            one of us has an individual story. I would like 
                            to understand why someone gets to be 500 pounds. 
                            And I just don't believe that anyone gets there because 
                            they eat donuts and watch sitcoms. I mean that may 
                            be part of the story, but it isn't the whole picture. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">For 
                            the 500 pound folks the loss of mobility is a worry. 
                            I 
                            worry about loss of mobility. But people lose mobility 
                            for a variety of reasons. And I feel that we need 
                            to parse these things. As long as we hate fatness 
                            and blame it first, we'll never have any clarity. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Marilyn says this best. <a href="http://www.fatso.com/man1.html">Fat! 
                            SO?</a></span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Are 
                            you worried about my health? Let's talk about my 
                            health. And if the first thing you say is that I 
                            need to diet, you haven't educated yourself. You 
                            don't know how often diets fail. Should I eat more 
                            green leafy vegetables? Probably. But the best thing 
                            you can do for my health is to not add to my stress 
                            level with your disapproval. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">We 
                            need to raise the level of the discourse. Because 
                            even if I do eat donuts and watch sitcoms, I still 
                            ought to be employable, lovable and I ought to be 
                            able to get unbiased&nbsp;medical care. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Love 
                            your body. Eat your veggies. Take a walk. And insist 
                            on being treated with dignity.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                            in the <a href="http://www.mirrorproject.com/mirror/?id=6795">Mirror 
                            Project</a>!!! </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
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                            <p><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#15" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 29 
                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:00 
                            AM</span></font></p>
            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">SHIT! 
                            I woke up at 3:40 AM having a panic attack about 
                            money. It's so irritating. There's nothing you can 
                            do at 3:40 AM except fret. I thought about turning 
                            on the computer, but I just kept hoping I'd get 
                            back to sleep. I did. And I had crazy stressed out 
                            dreams. </span></font></p>
            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">This 
                            is so frustrating.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            spent the day running errands. There were so many 
                            people out. Lines everywhere. But, I wasn't too 
                            bugged. I feel like I'm sleep walking during the 
                            day. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">OK...so 
                            the resumes I've sent out have landed with a thud. 
                            Must try again. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.randomwalks.com/">Random 
                            Walks</a> has some great links about I<a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/world/south_asia/newsid_353000/353352.stm">ndia 
                            and Pakistan</a>. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><a href="http://www.kpfa.org">KPFA</a> 
                            is talking to the <a href="http://www.stirfryseminars.com/">folks</a> 
                            that make the film <a href="http://www.stirfryseminars.com/pages/wo_men.htm">Last 
                            Chance to Freedom</a>. Sounds like a good movie 
                            to see. Anyone want to go?</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I'm 
                            still tired. Working is never as exhausting as trying 
                            to find work. </span></font><span style="font-size:10pt;"><font face="Arial">&nbsp;</font></span></p>
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                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;10:15 
                            AM</span></font></P>


                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Most evenings a 
                            sea breeze starts to cool 
                            things off about 6:00 and I go around closing windows. 
                            Not yesterday. San 
                            Francisco was hot. My windows were still open at 
                            8:00 PM. I love it when this happens. I listen to 
                            my neighbors talk while they make dinner. Their 
                            kitchen window is right beside my living room window. 
                            I hear the clang of the trolly car, three blocks 
                            away. Traffic noise and the bark of the seals at 
                            the wharf, it's a cacophony, a sound painting of 
                            this city.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">There 
                            wasn't anything on television. I mean, there rarely 
                            is...but I do like to watch West Wing. Now, it's 
                            on at 10. The same time as <a href="http://www.pbs.org/americanfamily/">American 
                            Family</a>. There's only five shows I ever want 
                            to watch and two of them are on at the same time. 
                            Sigh. Not a huge problem. I was reading and listening 
                            to the&nbsp;airborne sound track wafting through 
                            my window. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Suzanne, 
                            her musician friends and I practiced our song for 
                            <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/suzanne.htm">Sunday</a>. It 
                            was so much fun! I forgot how much I love hanging 
                            out and working on music. I was so lucky when I 
                            was doing it. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            <a href="http://www.jazzarts.org/diamond.htm">knew</a> 
                            <a href="http://www.steveconn.com/">so</a>&nbsp;<a href="http://home.earthlink.net/~wasinger/moremuse.html">many</a> 
                            <a href="http://www.sayersongs.com/">wonderful</a> 
                            <a href="http://www.pickpocketensemble.com/">musicians</a>. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                            I didn't spend any time looking for a job and I 
                            spent a lot of time worrying about money. But there 
                            was this oasis in the middle of it all. Just being 
                            in a little room, the walls covered with pictures of <a href="http://www.coldbacon.com/music/fess.html">Professor 
                            Longhair</a> and <a href="http://musicfinder.yahoo.com/shop?d=hc&cf=10&id=1800120877">Dr. 
                            John</a>, Mardi Gras beads and masks, all of us 
                            with gray streaks in our hair and lines in our skin, 
                            felt great. Better, I suppose, to focus on that 
                            feeling and ignore the panic about cash. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So, 
                            I have a little mystery. Someone snail-mailed me 
                            some cash. I thought it was Rick because he and 
                            I had just spoken about my money trauma. He says 
                            it wasn't him. Then I thought it was Cheryl. There's 
                            a story about some stamps...but it's not that interesting. 
                            But, she says nope. Now, I have a new suspicion. 
                            But, let me just say this...if it was YOU...THANK 
                            YOU!!!!!!!!!!</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Pattie 
                            &amp; Carl are on <a href="http://www.culturalconstructioncompany.com">today</a> 
                            at noon. (If you live in the west. If you live in 
                            another time zone I'm leaving it up to you to do 
                            the math.) </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            have the biggest pile of laundry ever to do. Oh, 
                            and I need to find a job.</span></font></p>
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                            <p><font face="Arial"><a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/May02.htm#17" title="permalink"><span style="font-size:10pt;">May 31 
                            2002</span></a><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9:19 
                            AM</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">At 
                            8:00 PM, the biggest pile of laundry ever was piled 
                            on my bed waiting to be folded. One last load was 
                            still in the drier. I thought about leaving it until 
                            tomorrow, but I rallied and made one last trip down 
                            the three flights of stairs. I was still folding 
                            at 9:30, but I got it done.&nbsp;The 
                            clothes were clean. The sheets were clean. The dishes 
                            were clean. I took a shower and went to bed with 
                            a book. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">OK. 
                            So, it's come to this. Some folks blog about world 
                            affairs, some post their beautiful art. Some blog 
                            post modern :: poetic :: eclectic :: considerations 
                            of culture. I'm blogging about doing the laundry. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Sigh.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Oh, 
                            some people answer questions posed by other bloggers. 
                            </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
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                                            <p><a href="http://fridayfive.org/"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;"><img src="fridayfive-bluegreen.gif" width="72" height="28" border="0"></span></font></a></p>
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                            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">But 
                            for some reason 
                            ... I can't get to the five. Check back later.</span></font></p>
                            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">What 
                            can I say about <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/kashmir/Story/0,2763,725632,00.html">world</a> 
                            <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/israel/Story/0,2763,725275,00.html">events</a>. 
                            <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/Archive/Article/0,4273,4424928,00.html">Civil</a> 
                            liberties? It's all such a worry. </span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">I 
                            guess I could jump in on some&nbsp;blog conversations 
                            ... but I don't have strong feelings about blogs 
                            as <a href="http://weblog.burningbird.net/archives/000236.php#000236">journalism.</a> 
                            And as for <a href="http://www.seabury.edu/faculty/akma/2002_05_26_blogarch.html#77139903">forgiveness</a> 
                            ...yeah...it's good. I mostly feel off the loop 
                            in this blog circle anyway.</span></font></p>
                            <p align="justify"><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">So...my 
                            laundry is done. </span></font></p>
                            <p><font face="Arial"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Kristina 
                            did an <a href="http://www.deardiary.net./cgi-bin/viewer.cgi?diary=26140&entry=1022544000">entry</a> 
                            when I wasn't looking.</span></font></p>
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