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                    <td width="725"><p><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><b>November 
                        2005</b></span></font></p>
                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e956"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">November 
                         
                        2 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                12:10<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e956"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">This 
                        morning <a href="http://dbacon.igc.org/">David Bacon</a> 
                        was on <a href="http://www.kpfa.org/">KPFA </a>doing 
                        his labor report and he mentioned the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/10/26/business/26walmart.ready.html?adxnnl=1&adxnnlx=1130951384-Ky0qWBX5+b+AH9t2IGrkJw">Walmart 
                        memo.</a> The host said something about the suggestion 
                        that all employees gather carts. He said that elderly 
                        and handicapped people might not be able to do that. 
                        I thought about my mom. When she gets out of the car 
                        at any store she gathers a few carts on her way in. 
                        The Safeway in my neighborhood has handicapped people 
                        as baggers and cart retrievers. Some elderly and handicapped 
                        people might not be able to get carts but I don't think 
                        that's the big worry with the memo. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><a href="http://walmartwatch.com/blog">Walmart 
                        is not exactly a good corporate citizen.</a> This memo 
                        is just one more reason not to shop there. But it is 
                        also an example of how the idea of health is used to 
                        discriminate. It definitely means that fat people will 
                        have a hard time getting a job there. And when I say 
                        that I am mindful of who is considered fat in this country. 
                        I wanted David and the host of the morning show to mention 
                        something about that. But the idea of fat people as 
                        a specific political group who experience discrimination 
                        is&nbsp;not in the mix. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Too 
                        often <a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2128999/">when 
                        fat politics are written about</a> there are lots of 
                        quips.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">In the war on fat, fat isn't just winning, it's <b>crushing</b> the opposition.
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">Despite the fact that most of us now apparently face a <b>roly-poly</b> future, a visceral revulsion toward fat persists.
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        like the only way to talk about a fat body has to be 
                        couched in humor. And this wasn't really about fat politics. 
                        It was about perpetuating the idea of the fat (can getting 
                        fatter) American. Reading the article is an exercise 
                        in bias. Ms. Kipnis suggests that a person who prefers 
                        a fat person is bucking the system. It's possible that 
                        they just simply prefer larger bodies and don't think 
                        much about the system. Medical research that doesn't 
                        pathologize weight is&nbsp;contrarian. And of course 
                        the article has to mention feeders. Always good to talk 
                        about the extreme. Revulsion to fat is visceral? Maybe 
                        for her. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        always blanch when someone write about fatness being 
                        genetic as if that's an excuse. No one who does not 
                        have a genetic predisposition for fatness is ever going 
                        to get fat. Everyone knows someone who eats all kinds 
                        of foods and large amounts of food and just never gets 
                        fat. It's natural. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Of 
                        course food intake and exercise do impact how fat a 
                        person gets. But the thing that seems so hard for people 
                        to grasp is this is not an exact science. How much food? 
                        How much exercise? It's not the same for everyone. You 
                        might be able to measure things like calories in and 
                        calories burned&nbsp;but people are all different. And, 
                        while some amount of exercise is good for everyone, 
                        no one should have to exercise like an athlete, if they 
                        don't want to, in order to prove some dubious notion 
                        of character.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        politics of food is a conversation. I actually agree 
                        that most of the food consumed by Americans is filled 
                        with hidden sugar and salt. We are more sedentary as 
                        a population. I might even agree that we are fatter 
                        in general. I just don't think it's useful to focus 
                        on it. Thin and average sized people will benefit from 
                        healthier eating and more exercise. So why put&nbsp;weight 
                        in the conversation? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        find it all quite annoying. As do many <a href="http://www.bigfatblog.com/archives/001745.php">BFB 
                        readers</a></span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><a href="http://www.bigfatblog.com/archives/001746.php">Paul 
                        blogged</a> about a <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0195169360/104-1735961-2270304">new 
                        book</a> that looks interesting. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><em><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;"><i>Political scientist Oliver condemns what he feels is a
self-interested �public health establishment�-obesity researchers
seeking federal funding, pharmaceutical and weight-loss companies
peddling diet drugs and regimens, bariatric surgeons and other
health-care providers angling for insurance reimbursement-for
spuriously characterizing fatness as a disease. He debunks the dubious
science and alarmist PR that fuels their campaign, taking on arbitrary
Body-Mass Index standards that slot even Michael Jordan in the
overweight category, state-by-state maps of obesity rates that make
fatness look like a contagion spreading over the countryside, and
flimsy research studies that vastly exaggerate the danger and costs of
weight gain.</i></span></font></em><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;"><i>
</i></span></font>
                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><em><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;"><i>(<a href="http://www.freakonomics.com/blog/2005/10/30/a-book-about-obesity-that-batters-the-conventional-wisdom/">more)</a> 
                                    via <a href="http://www.bigfatblog.com/">BFB</a></i></span></font></em><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;"><i><a href="http://www.bigfatblog.com/">
                                    </a></i></span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">So 
                        maybe there will be conversations about the rising cost 
                        of public health that talk about the greed of the diet 
                        industry, the insurance industry and the medical industry 
                        because talking about obesity as a reason for the rising 
                        cost of health care creates the environment for discrimination. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e958"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">November 
                         
                        4 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                8:44<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e958"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">One 
                        of my favorite rants is about the shame of low voter 
                        turn out in this country. And yet, I am so aggravated 
                        by the special election in California next week I don't 
                        even want to vote. I will vote. Oh, yes I will. But 
                        I'm aggravated. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Every 
                        day my mail is full of glossy flyers in support of both 
                        sides of ever issue. I get phone calls. There are non 
                        stop commercials. If we took all the money being spent 
                        on the election and put it in the state budget the governor 
                        could do something useful with his time. Not that I 
                        trust him to spend it well. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Of 
                        course <a href="http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/n/a/2005/11/01/state/n130716S42.DTL&hw=arnold+approval+rating&sn=002&sc=585">his 
                        approval rating</a> is falling as fast as <a href="http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2005/11/04/BAG7KFIVHK1.DTL">the 
                        president's</a>. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        always like this in every election. But there is something 
                        about this one. The issues are so easy to manipulate. 
                        The divisions are so stark. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        <a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2005/11/03/BAGNLFI3I81.DTL&hw=election&sn=003&sc=858">not 
                        the only person</a> who feels this aggravation. So we'll 
                        see how it goes. </span></font></p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e959"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">November 
                         
                        7 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                8:40<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e959"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        should probably be embarrassed to admit that, after 
                        complaining about the election tomorrow, I jumped&nbsp;out 
                        of my chair last night to vote after the <a href="http://www.nbc.com/The_West_Wing/">West 
                        Wing debate.</a> I didn't think the debate was that 
                        good but I had to vote for Jimmy. There was a moment 
                        in the debate when an audience member called Vinick 
                        a liar. A <a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/n/a/2005/11/03/state/n195836S54.DTL&hw=Schwarzenegger&sn=015&sc=249">similar 
                        thing happened</a> in a forum here. I wondered if that 
                        was art imitating life. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        don't really know if I can keep watching the West Wing 
                        if Jimmy doesn't win. West Wing has always been my fantasy 
                        White House. And I haven't even always been that happy 
                        with them. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        know. It's only television. There isn't much on television 
                        anymore.&nbsp;There are three nights a week when I don't 
                        even bother to turn it on. I've been doing a <a href="http://www.sho.com/site/queer/home.do">Queer 
                        As Folk</a> festival via Netflix but I'm finding it 
                        kind of hyper and glossy. I am a bit over involved with 
                        the shows I watch. The problems between <a href="http://thewb.warnerbros.com/web/show.jsp?id=GG">Rory 
                        and Lorelai</a> are driving me crazy. I was frustrated 
                        last week when it was a rerun. I'm anxiously waiting 
                        to see <a href="http://thewb.warnerbros.com/web/show_episode.jsp?id=GG608">what 
                        Jess has to say</a>. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        a worry. I may need a life. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Heh.</span></font></p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e960"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">November 
                         
                        8 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                12:13<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e960"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><a href="http://www.helanderdance.org/company.htm#Choreographer">Danelle</a> 
                        called the other night to tell me that she had performed 
                        one of the monologues from <a href="http://www.helanderdance.org/">Salt 
                        and Rain</a> for a small group. I wrote new stuff for 
                        the piece from conversation between Danelle and I but 
                        she also used two pieces from <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/Avoirdupois.htm">the 
                        book</a>. Here's the one she perfomed. </span></font></p>
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<p class=MsoBodyText style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I have a memory. </span></font></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">My
grandmother has given me a key. I don�t remember why. </span></font></p>

<p class=MsoBodyText style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">Maybe it was a key to my Aunt Jean�s
apartment, just across the street from us. Or maybe it was the key to our
house. Maybe I was supposed to give it to someone. </span></font></p>

<p class=MsoBodyTextIndent align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I don�t remember. </span></font></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I
remember sitting on the black walnut stool that Uncle John and Aunt Jean made
when they were in high school.</span></font><span style="font-size:9pt; mso-spacerun: yes"><font face="Lucida Sans">&nbsp; </font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">He made
the stool. She made the needlepoint cushion to go on top. My elbows are pressed
into my knees and my hands are clenched together. My forehead is pushed into my
knuckles and I am praying. </span></font></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I
have lost the key.</span></font></p>



<p class=DefaultText style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I am praying and begging God to help me find the key. I am making
promises of kindness, cooperation with my elders, a future as a medical
missionary in India. I am begging for intervention. I don�t want my grandmother
to be upset. It�s not like she would hit me, or anything. But her disapproval
fills a room.</span></font><span style="font-size:9pt; mso-spacerun: yes"><font face="Lucida Sans">&nbsp; </font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">It makes my stomach hurt,
even when her disapproval isn�t about me. I am praying a litany of promises and
I am reasoning with God. I am explaining to God why he needs to help me.</span></font></p>

                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman'; font-size:9pt; 
mso-fareast-font-family:" Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:
EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"><font face="Lucida Sans">�The thing is I didn�t mean to lose the key, but
she won�t understand that and she�ll think I wasn�t paying attention, or
concentrating, or something like that and she will be mad at me and she will be
mad at my Mom and it isn�t fair to be mad at my Mom because she�s at work and
she didn�t lose the key and she will be mad at my Dad because he�s dead, but he
isn�t really dead, but she says he is and I think you can see that a person who
thinks a person is dead who isn�t really dead isn�t totally reasonable, but
that�s </font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">because
she�s older and set in her ways and you know all about that and I think you
need to help me.�</span></font><p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I
fell off of the stool.</span></font></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I
don�t remember how.</span></font></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">And
the key was underneath the stool.</span></font></p>

<p class=MsoNormal style="text-align:justify; line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0; text-indent:.5in;" align="justify"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">There
are parts I don�t remember but I do remember that at that moment I believed in
God. I believed that God was with me. I believed that God would answer my
prayers. </span></font></p>

                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman'; font-size:9pt; 
mso-fareast-font-family:" Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:
EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"><font face="Lucida Sans">I remember how that felt.</font></span></td>
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                        11 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                11:31<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e961"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I've 
                        had a very civic week. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        voted. And it was a relief to have an election go the 
                        way I wanted it to go. Not exactly worth 44.7 million 
                        but a relief none the less. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        I had to report for jury duty. The case I might have 
                        been chosen for was settled so my service was to go 
                        hang out in the juror's waiting room until called to 
                        a court room and then go back in the next morning long 
                        enough to be thanked and told to go home. I had the 
                        same experience a few years ago. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        was interesting to be in the process. I sat a big round 
                        table with one other woman. She was reading the paper. 
                        I was reading <a href="http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2003/03/28/1048653839289.html">Calvino.</a> 
                        In the center of the table was a stack of catalogs similar 
                        to the stack I get in the mail every day now. Tis the 
                        season. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        room was relatively hushed. Just the rattle of pages 
                        turning, an occasional cough, or clearing of throat, 
                        a back of the room pay phone conversation, occasional 
                        conversation from the front of the room reception area. 
                        After an hour or so we were told we had a break. My 
                        table mate and I exchanged pleasantries and headed for 
                        the bathroom. When we came back to the table she pulled 
                        out a Vanity Fair and went back to the 1959-1960 journal 
                        of a trip Calvino took around the US in which he mentions 
                        the Civil Rights movement being led by &quot;Luther 
                        King&quot; and some events he was witnessing after &quot; 
                        ...the arrest of a black girl who had wanted to sit 
                        on a seat reserved for whites...&quot;. On my bus ride 
                        to the court I sat on a bus in which there was a black 
                        and white picture of Rosa Parks posted in the front 
                        of the bus so it was interesting to be reading his memory. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">They 
                        showed us a little video about how the justice system 
                        works. Almost no one watched. And then some of us were 
                        called to the court room. We walked silently and quickly 
                        to the elevator. I wouldn't say that we were solemn 
                        but there was a tense reserve. When we walked in the 
                        lawyers and the defendant were facing us, which may 
                        be a ceremony of the court but felt a bit shocking. 
                        We didn't know why we were in court and we are supposed 
                        to be presuming innocence but here we were face to face 
                        with ... someone. Someone. We may be about to send them 
                        to jail. Or something. We didn't know. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        clerk welcomed us and took the roll. The judge came 
                        in an told us a few more details about how it was going 
                        to work. The people who wanted to ask to be excused 
                        stayed and the rest of went home. The next morning we 
                        gathered in front of the court room, were let in, before 
                        the clerk got through the roll the judge walked in and 
                        we were told the case had been settled. No details. 
                        That was that. I got home in time to go the pool. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'll 
                        never know what was settled. And that's how it should 
                        be. But having this brief moment of being eye to eye 
                        with someone and having this ... power. It was unnerving. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Despite 
                        the fact that so much goes wrong in our justice system 
                        I can't think of a better way to do things. And I would 
                        happily have served. I do kinda wish they could have 
                        called and told us not to come in that second day but 
                        ... it was interesting. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">If 
                        I'm sitting in just the right spot in my living room 
                        I can see Coit Tower. Well. Just a sliver of Coit Tower. 
                        So I'm not feelin the love from &nbsp;<a href="http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/c/a/2005/11/11/MNGFMFMNV41.DTL">O'Reilly.</a> 
                        </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Heh.</span></font></p>
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                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;<span class="rss:item"><a id="e962"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">November 
                         
                        14 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                10:10<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e962"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">O<font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">n 
                        Saturday morning the hard drive on my desk top crashed. 
                        I spent most of the day on the phone with tech support. 
                        I had to take a break when my phone lost charge and 
                        Miriam came over to finish the work on the article I 
                        am ghost writing for her. The article was in the desk 
                        top but I had printed out a copy for her before the 
                        crash. I worked on the lap top. When she left I got 
                        back on the phone with tech until 1:00. The conclusion 
                        is that I need a new hard drive. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        feel like I've been hit by a truck. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        so lucky to have the laptop. But I don't have access 
                        to so much information. Geek Patrol is coming on Thursday.</span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Sigh.</span></font></p>
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                        15 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                9:59<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e963"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        good to have my routine shaken up. Every morning I wake 
                        up, go to the bathroom, go to the living room, turn 
                        on the radio, turn on&nbsp;the computer. Which is actually 
                        what I did today except it's the laptop on the table 
                        and not the desk top on the desk. I keep looking over 
                        at my desk as if there's something there I need. I keep 
                        my vitamins on my desk because I take them when I eat 
                        breakfast and I eat breakfast in front of my computer. 
                        Sometimes my brush and dental floss will be on my desk 
                        for days.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        took me till today to get the laptop configured to do 
                        the things I do. E-mail, blogging, posting. No big deal. 
                        But things feel different. My hands on the key board. 
                        I keep reaching under the table for the&nbsp;mouse because 
                        the shelf with the keyboard and the mouse are under 
                        the desk. It's almost shocking that I operate at such 
                        a rote level. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Before 
                        the crash I had planned to move some book and CD shelves 
                        around. I used to move every piece of furniture in my 
                        apartment once a year but I don't have the strength 
                        (or room) to do that any more. The last time I did it 
                        I put the CD shelf between the big TV cabinet and the 
                        desk. It was accessible but not easily. I decided to 
                        move it over by the CD player in hopes that I will listen 
                        to more music and less CSPAN and <a href="http://www.sfgov.org/site/sfgtv_index.asp?id=11518">SFGTV</a>. 
                        I had a hankering to listen to <a href="http://www.askmeaskmeaskme.com/">The 
                        Smiths</a> yesterday and I have yet to tire of <a href="http://www.narada.com/SusheelaBio.htm">Shusheela</a>. 
                        But I also listened to <a href="http://www.sfgov.org/site/bdsupvrs_page.asp?id=29787">a 
                        hearing</a> about whether or not to keep long term care 
                        at <a href="http://www.lagunahondavolunteers.org/">Laguna 
                        Honda</a> while I moved books off shelves and then back 
                        on. I realphabetized my CDs and recycled two stacks 
                        of old issues of The Nation. It looks good. I got rid 
                        of a lot of dust. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        am disoriented. Which I find somewhat amusing. I just 
                        have this knot in my stomach while I wait to find out 
                        how bad the desk top is.&nbsp;My big hope is that the 
                        tech support at Dell was wrong and everything will be 
                        all better by Thursday afternoon. My second hope is 
                        that they will be able to rescue my data. In the mean 
                        time I am trying to figure out how much I can do with 
                        the laptop.  </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">My 
                        favorite moment of the day was lining up the B-52's. 
                        Bach, Badu and Baez. Something about that mad me smile.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        hours of the pool have changed too. When I go to the 
                        pool I use the same locker every time. When did I become 
                        such a droid? </span></font></p>
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                        18 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                11:11<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e964"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        always like the first few minutes of <a href="http://www.spiritualintrigue.com/radioshow.htm">Caroline's 
                        show</a> because she does a quick astrological break 
                        down. I do always dread when she says Mercury is in 
                        retrograde. She would say that there is no need for 
                        dread. Mercury in retrograde is a time for RE words. 
                        REconnect.&nbsp;REflect. REimagine. And in my case ... 
                        REpair. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I made the Thursday morning appointment with Geek Squad 
                        the woman told me I could call back and see if there 
                        had been any cancelations and maybe get an earlier time. 
                        So I did. I got Wednesday night. Wednesday morning I 
                        got a call canceling that appointment because there 
                        had been a mistake and the &quot;agent&quot; wasn't 
                        able to do the work. I got an appointment for today. 
                        This morning I got a call to cancel. To their credit 
                        they made some effort&nbsp;to get me an appointment 
                        for tomorrow. But I had the number&nbsp;of a local guy, 
                        recommended by friends. I called and they said to bring 
                        it in. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I've 
                        had a few conversations with people in the meanwhile 
                        and have come to believe that it is the hard drive. 
                        I think Geek Squad will come here long enough to confirm 
                        that and they'll need to take it in. Rather than go 
                        through that I'm just going to take it in today. Since 
                        it's Friday (and Mercury is in retrograde) I figure 
                        it may be awhile before I have it back. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        am so lucky that I have the lap top. But it's older 
                        than the desk top. It's slower. I don't love working 
                        on it.  </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        call from Geek Squad came this morning and took awhile 
                        so I missed the only time I could have gone to the pool. 
                        REgrettably. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Mercury 
                        in retrograde. I just want to get under the covers and 
                        weep. </span></font></p>
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                        22 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                1:46<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e965"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><a href="http://www.sundaysalon.org/">Larry 
                        </a>interviewed some people who had written a book on 
                        Sunday. I can't remember their names or the name of 
                        the book. It's about how people eat around the world. 
                        There are pictures in which some people are standing 
                        in front of piles of fruits and veggies and others in 
                        front of packaged food. It was an interesting discussion. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">But. 
                        As always. There was the idea of the fat American. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        have the same experience over and over when it comes 
                        to food politics. I agree with all of the ideas about 
                        how bad processed food is, how much better it is to 
                        eat seasonally and regionally, there are hidden salts 
                        and sugars in food, and on and on. There was something 
                        mentioned about how many KFC's are opening in China. 
                        I should have written about it then but not having the 
                        desk top is messing with my already shaky writing groove. 
                        I keep thinking about it though. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        agree with so much and then someone talks about how 
                        fat Americans are and I get tense. It isn't that I don't 
                        think we are fatter and I do think it has to do with 
                        fast food and soda in buckets and too many screens in 
                        our lives. Getting rid of fast food and more exercise 
                        is good. And yet... I always feel like food politics 
                        forgets that people often eat fast food because it's 
                        cheap. And fast. And life in capitalism is hard. And 
                        many of the people who are consuming this stuff are 
                        not fat. So why bang that tired old drum?</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        really do love Larry but he is such a purist about everything. 
                        He doesn't like computers or blogging. He went on and 
                        on about Thanksgiving being about gluttony. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        again, part of me agrees. Thanksgiving, like so many 
                        other American holidays is a market frenzy. Too much 
                        is never enough. But it's also a time for people to 
                        come together and have a good meal. Eating is a good 
                        thing. A healthy thing. A pleasurable thing. Pleasure 
                        matters. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">At 
                        another point in the conversation they talked about 
                        how bad American food is making everyone every where 
                        fatter. And again...I agree. But...</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        just wish the conversation felt like it was more about 
                        quality and less about moral panic. </span></font></p>
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                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                10:23<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I got to the pool yesterday there were only two other 
                        swimmers, one of whom commented to me that he was glad 
                        it was mellow. We swam for about fifteen minutes, each 
                        in their own lane. And then I saw her. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Belly 
                        flop woman.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        recognized her from a previous swim. There were more 
                        people in the pool then. She climbs up the stairs, goes 
                        to one end and dives. But she doesn't dive well and 
                        always belly flops. It's loud. There's lots of splashing. 
                        It sound like it hurts but she heads straight for the 
                        steps again. And again. And again. She was bugging everyone 
                        so the life guard told her to stop. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Yesterday 
                        she got in the pool and headed straight for me. When 
                        she swims she extends both arms out to the side and 
                        rotates them. It's almost like a cartoon. Then she swam 
                        on her back with the same extended, rotating arms. And 
                        then...she headed for the steps. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        was just passing them at the moment and she barged in 
                        front of me, forcing me to stop. She climbed up and 
                        went to the end of the pool and did the first crashing 
                        belly flop. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        was going to try and swim around her but it was really 
                        impossible. the pool isn't that big. She dived into 
                        the middle and cut across my path every time she went 
                        to the steps. I tried to adjust my pace to accommodate 
                        her but she was too erratic. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        a public pool. Most of the time people acknowledge one 
                        another and find a way to do what they want to do. There's 
                        have been a few times when another swimmer was so annoying 
                        that I left but really very few. I've been in the pool 
                        with people who splash a lot when they swim. I've been 
                        in the pool with erratic swimmers. This woman was like 
                        a kid. If there had been a way for me to keep swimming 
                        I might have found her exuberance charming. As it was 
                        I just got out and went home. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Which 
                        was OK. I try to swim forty five to fifty minutes. I'd 
                        only been in for twenty five minutes. I might have been 
                        able to stay away from her and done some swimming in 
                        place but I just lost energy. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        always remember the wisdom of <a href="http://www.ruminator.com/content/040532.html">Fran 
                        Lebowitz</a> who, when asked if&nbsp;she worried that 
                        her smoking in public might annoy other people said: 
                        &quot; People have forgotten the meaning of the word 
                        public. To be in public is to be annoyed.&quot;  I do 
                        not take her to mean that we should stay out of public 
                        places, although she is a recluse. I think we need to 
                        be able to deal with some annoyance in life. If I encounter 
                        the belly flop woman again I may try to find a way to 
                        swim around her. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Of 
                        course the best way to deal with being annoyed is to 
                        share the annoyance with others. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Heh. 
                        </span></font></p>
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                        24 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                9:57<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
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                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e967"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">KPFA 
                        &nbsp;always goes out to Alcatraz on Thanksgiving morning 
                        to broadcast the gathering of Native Americans. Democracy 
                        Now opened with <a href="http://www.democracynow.org/article.pl?sid=05/11/24/0740237">a 
                        story about the Native Americans</a> in Louisiana who&nbsp;are 
                        still struggling after Katrina and Rita.  </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I was a kid there were two sets of salt and pepper shakers 
                        taken out of my grandmothers collection for the Thanksgiving 
                        table. One was a Pilgrim boy and girl and the other 
                        was an Indian man and woman. I reenacted the first dinner 
                        on the corner of a table covered with linen. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">&nbsp;I 
                        don't think most people are really thinking about the 
                        first Thanksgiving today. They're thinking about the 
                        dinner they may be about to cook, or attend. They are 
                        recovering from air travel. They are stressed about 
                        spending time with family they don't particularly like. 
                        They are watching parades and football games and they 
                        are happy to have some time off. They are rushing to 
                        the store to buy the things they forgot. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        have some turkey and potatoes and green beans and cranberry 
                        relish. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        one of those days. I'm trying to sort through the things 
                        I wish were true, the things I wish had never been true, 
                        the things I think I want, the things I need, the things 
                        I doubt will ever happen. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Gratitude. 
                        Mindfullness. Comfort. Grief. Desire. And dinner. </span></font></p>
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                        25 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                9:39<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e967"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        planned to watch <a href="http://www.netflix.com/MovieDisplay?movieid=60026689&trkid=90529">Queer 
                        as Folk</a> all day yesterday but despite the fact that 
                        Netflix shipped three discs, the mailman only brought 
                        one.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        show is a little hyper and glossy for me. But some of 
                        the acting is good and, as often happens, I get sucked 
                        into the characters and the stories. There are annoying 
                        continuity gaps and way too much filler but there is 
                        a kind of Rorschach quality to the whole thing. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There 
                        is no main character but there is <a href="http://queerasfolkfan.the-goddess.org/Gale.html">Brian.</a> 
                        So many of the episodes end with Brian walking off into 
                        the night. The first two seasons end with a close up 
                        of Brian. He is the man who does not want to feel. So 
                        alluring. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">At 
                        first we are given Brian as a completely self interested. 
                        As each episode goes by we see him come through for 
                        people in surprising ways. His insistence on being self 
                        interested is somewhat refreshing because there are 
                        no games. He is who he is. Expect nothing more.&nbsp;If 
                        more happens then be surprised but do not depend on 
                        it. And he does not want to be straight. Not just sexually 
                        but in terms of values and life style.  </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        not attracted to the character or the actor. It's difficult 
                        for me to feel that way about anyone I could actually 
                        have given birth to. But the archetype of the man who 
                        does not want to feel is a big hook for me. Sadly. I've 
                        spent too much of my energy trying to love unconditionally 
                        and persistently and with no hope of reciprocation.&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        think that's about more than one thing. Maybe it's in 
                        part about not feeling good enough and needing to prove 
                        my love worthy. Maybe it's about having read too many 
                        fairy tales. Maybe it's about loving the process of 
                        love more than love itself. Or all of the above. In 
                        any case, I am tired of it. Or I think I am.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        yet every time I see Brian walking off into the night 
                        I hope someone will chase him down. And usually someone 
                        does.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        other discs should come today. Yesterday I did my laundry 
                        and ate my dinner and read. In some ways I am the woman 
                        who does not want to feel. In more ways than I care 
                        to admit.   </span></font></p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e968"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">November 
                         
                        26 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                1:19<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e968"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        pool was closed Thursday and Friday so this morning 
                        I was thrilled to be back in the water. On Saturday 
                        morning I share the pool with an older Chinese man. 
                        We always smile and say hello while we wait for the 
                        door to open. And then I head for my side of the pool 
                        and he heads for his. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I came home I had an e-mail from &nbsp;<a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/redzenradish/">Kristina</a> 
                        in which she mentioned strong coffee. I usually drink 
                        tea in the morning and coffee once in a while in the 
                        afternoon. But just the mention of strong coffee made 
                        me want some. So I made some eggs with M-jack and salsa, 
                        rye toast and coffee. Very satisfying.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        had another post in mind but when I saw Shirl's comment 
                        I went to <a href="http://easybakecoven.net/">EBC</a> 
                        to tell Susan how much I love her. Despite the fact 
                        that we've never met I think of Susan as a dear friend. 
                        And I am so sorry for her loss.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        then I went to <a href="http://other_side.blogspot.com/">Shirl's</a> 
                        to thank her for letting me know but every time I tried 
                        to open her page my browser would crash. I thought it 
                        might be because I was opening it from the comment box&nbsp;so 
                        I went to someone's page to open it from there but it 
                        still crashed. I got it to open in another browser but 
                        when I tried to open the comment box there it crashed. 
                        I'm &nbsp;not sure why but I'm still working from the 
                        laptop and it's old and slow and buggy. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">In 
                        the process of all this I noticed that I'd been taken 
                        off a blog roll. It's not the first time. I am thinking 
                        about writing to ask why because&nbsp;if I don't ask 
                        why I'll make stuff up about why and that is usually 
                        fraught. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        mean ... I'm a bad blogger. I can barely write. I rarely 
                        read. I almost never comment. I have withdrawn. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        can trace my withdraw back to when my personal troll 
                        launched one of their attacks in which I was told my 
                        friends enable me by giving me things and helping me 
                        and I'm stuck and have been stuck for a long time. It 
                        was interesting to be told something I was all too aware 
                        of and had, in fact, written about ... on my blog. I 
                        took umbrage when it came to the attack on my friends 
                        without whom I would be completely lost and I make no 
                        apologies about that fact. Except sometimes to them 
                        when I feel like I've needed too much, too often, for 
                        too long.  The troll and I exchanged a few e-mails in 
                        which we traveled a communication loop with no resolve. 
                        I wasn't too upset by it but I noticed that when I went 
                        to write a post I had the troll sitting on my shoulder 
                        and I would edit to avoid their judgement. And, too 
                        often, I would just not write. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Am 
                        I blaming them? No. If you're going to write about your 
                        life on the Internet you ought to expect that not everyone 
                        is going to like what you have to say and there may 
                        be people who will let you know. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        just that ...I hate feeling misunderstood. I particularly 
                        hate when something I write isn't taken in the spirit 
                        in which I wrote it. If you're in conversation with 
                        someone you can clear up misunderstanding as it happens 
                        but when you write a post it has a kind of solidity. 
                        It is possible to clear things up with another post, 
                        or a comment conversation, or e-mail but ... </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        really my withdrawal from blogging is just part of a 
                        withdraw from the world that began shortly after the 
                        &quot;get college&quot; years. I think there were good 
                        reasons for that withdrawal but I think the time has 
                        come to reverse the trend. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        can't really blame anyone for taking me off their blog 
                        roll. I don't think I'm writing well. I'm certainly 
                        not writing often. At least twice a week I decide to 
                        shut down the blog. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">But 
                        I don't want to.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        have met people in the blog world who I treasure. I 
                        cannot take Laurie off of my blog roll despite the fact 
                        that she doesn't seem to be <a href="http://cocokat.com">there</a> 
                        any more because I can't bear the idea of her absence. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">A 
                        lot of people stop writing for a while and then come 
                        back. I've been trying to accept the times when I don't 
                        want to write and just not do it. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        dunno. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        then there was <a href="http://veronicalynne.com/">Veronica's 
                        </a>comment. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        should not be inferred that I chose prefer existence 
                        to living. When I notice I am existing and not living 
                        I too ask the question - why bother? And it isn't really 
                        true that I don't want to feel. I've been working pretty 
                        hard to manage the feelings that keep me from engaging. 
                        There may even be a baby with the bathwater thing happening. 
                         I've always been a defender of difficult emotion. I 
                        think we need to be able to feel it all. But I have 
                        let hurt get the better of me for too long. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        never know how to measure these things. A friend told 
                        me that when she burst into tears over something her 
                        father said the other day her mother snapped at her 
                        to &quot;lighten up.&quot; What is that about? I've 
                        witnessed friends being told to &quot;get over it&quot; 
                        when talking about the death of their husband. Get over 
                        it? Huh?</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">So. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">My 
                        only rule for the blog has been to write from where 
                        I am in any given moment. I was going to write about 
                        insane stories of shopping mayhem on the news yesterday. 
                        People were trampled. It's just nuts! But there is something 
                        about being delinked. It sent me into meta land. Where 
                        I will remain until I click on publish. At which point 
                        I will put on music, clean up the kitchen and the bathroom. 
                        Run the vacuum. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        may have some tea in the afternoon.  </span></font></p>
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                        28 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                10:41<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e969"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There 
                        used to be a furniture store in SF with two locations. 
                        Each had three stories full of cast off stuff from other 
                        stores and used stuff. And there was one floor with 
                        unfinished stuff. I got all of my book shelves there 
                        and the cabinet in which I keep my TV, which wasn't 
                        designed for a TV but it works. And my desk. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        stained them all with two shades of green and dark blue. 
                        The grain&nbsp;of the wood is still visible. It looks 
                        almost type-dyed. I wanted to have more colors but I 
                        couldn't find the stains. I got the shelves one at a 
                        time as I needed them so they are all different sizes. 
                        I like that. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        went to see the desk about five times before I bought 
                        it. It was a little bit expensive and not exactly what 
                        I wanted. But it was close enough and the more times 
                        I went to see it the more I wanted it. I brought it 
                        home on the day the Green party was having the convention 
                        in which Nader was the candidate. I remember because 
                        I was watching it on CSPAN while I put the desk together 
                        and stained it. There's a hutch on the top and I could 
                        watch the TV through that space. I remember Nader on 
                        stage with Cornell West, Pattie Smith and Michael. Moore. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        desk is big and heavy. When it has a computer, a scanner 
                        and a printer on it it &nbsp;gets really heavy. And 
                        then I add a hundred or so pounds of books. Right now 
                        the books are piled on the table around me where I put 
                        them when I had to move the desk out to get the computer. 
                        I decided to take advantage of everything being off 
                        the desk to dust. It's always a bit shocking how much 
                        dust gathers. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        love that desk. The drawers don't close correctly. The 
                        shelf for the keyboard rattles. I wish there were wheels 
                        on it so that I could move it with less effort. But 
                        I love it. It's sitting in the middle of the living 
                        room right now like some big hulking monster. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        stores closed a year or so ago. There are other places 
                        in the city to buy unfinished furniture but none with 
                        as much funky charm.&nbsp;And none as inexpensive.  
                        </span></font></p>
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                        29 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                1:20<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1"> 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e970"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&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></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">For 
                        a while there I was reading five books all of which 
                        were short stories, or journal entries. Very scattered. 
                        Even <a href="http://www.ruthozeki.com/meats/excerpt.html">the 
                        novel</a> I was reading is written in&nbsp;a fragmented 
                        manner. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">On 
                        the shelf to the left of my reading chair is a row of 
                        Anne Rice books. I was once a fan but it's been years 
                        since I read anything. I had two books by her that I 
                        haven't read. Just sitting there. I wanted to sink into 
                        a long story so I grabbed <a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780375411991">one</a>. 
                        &nbsp;</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">At 
                        first it was a great feeling of a familiar voice. &nbsp;Totally 
                        satisfying. I sunk right in. And then I got tired of 
                        it. And then I picked it up again and got hooked. I 
                        couldn't put it down. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">She 
                        certainly has created a legend. Very detailed. Lots 
                        of entwined stories. I had to remember things I'd read 
                        so long ago. Sometimes she writes pages of dialogue. 
                        All of which advances the story, establishes character, 
                        relationships, foreshadows. Sound writing. But I get 
                        tired of it. Much of it is in service to her own theology/philosophy, 
                        which I kinda like but sometimes feel like I've heard 
                        enough of. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">By 
                        the end of the book I was charmed. It really did feel 
                        like an old friend had stopped by to catch up. And I 
                        have the next book, which picks right up on the story. 
                        I'm not sure if I'm going to dive in. But I read the 
                        first <a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780345443694&view=excerpt">few 
                        pages.</a></span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <table align="center" border="0" width="473">
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">I want you to read every page I write. I want my prose to envelop you. I�d drink 
your blood if I could and hook you into every memory inside me, every 
heartbreak, frame of reference, temporary triumph, petty defeat, mystic moment 
of surrender. And all right, already, I�ll dress for the occasion. Do I ever not 
dress for the occasion? Does anybody look better in rags than me?</span></font></td>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Something 
                        about that makes me smile. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        like &nbsp;being enveloped by a book. I want to surrender. 
                        I also like struggling with books. I like the feeling 
                        of dissonance. I'm not sure what I'm reading. It grates. 
                        I have to work to connect. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">But 
                        it's cold and dark. The kind of time you want to sink 
                        in. Sip hot beverages. Be in a dream.  </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">A 
                        shop in the Castro had a male mannequin (or it may have 
                        been a statue) in the window with no clothes and it 
                        was anatomically correct. There were complaints from 
                        people who live in the neighborhood who have kids, many 
                        of whom were gay. The Castro is increasingly conservative. 
                        The statue had no head, no legs or arms. It wasn't posed 
                        in any particular manner. The exact same statue in another 
                        neighborhood, or a museum might not have been noticed. 
                        Or maybe it would have but in the Castro it does have 
                        a quality of funk. So? It's part of the culture of the 
                        neighborhood.</span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I first moved to SF I lived off of Folsom. I heard that 
                        there was going to be a street fair and thought it might 
                        be fun for Renee to come over and go to the fair. I 
                        didn't really know about the <a href="http://www.folsomstreetfair.org/">Folsom 
                        Street Fair.</a> </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Renee 
                        was seven or eight at the time. After we'd walked about 
                        a block it became clear that we were not in a child 
                        oriented environment. She asked me why the guys had 
                        their butts showing. I&nbsp;mumbled something, found 
                        a booth where I could buy her some kind of butterfly 
                        thing and we went back to my apartment.</span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        was not a big deal. Kids are going to see things. It's 
                        an opportunity for adults to explain the world. Or mumble 
                        and run. But either way it wasn't a big deal. It's become 
                        one of the funny stories of her childhood. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        culture of a neighborhood matters. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Hearing 
                        about it brought back an odd memory. When I was a kid 
                        there was a plastic model of a scene from <a href="http://www.literature.org/authors/poe-edgar-allan/pit-and-pendulum.html">The 
                        Pit and the Pendulum</a> in a hobby shop. Every time 
                        we walked past it I was torn between covering my eyes 
                        and studying it. My grandmother said it shouldn't be 
                        in the window. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">What 
                        is it that makes us believe that ignorance is useful? 
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        statue is now covered with Santa stuff. That should 
                        be nice for the kids. A belief in a guy who will bring 
                        them what ever they want. A sales pitch.  </span></font></p>
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