Can someone tell me what this is? It's been growing over the top
of our fence for over a month, now. The other side of the fence is
home to a multigenerational Chinese family, only the kids speak
English, and I don't think they know a lot about gardening. Plus it
would seem weird asking through the fence; we're pretty private
around here, only talk on the sidewalks and at Halloween. But I'm
totally baffled, have never ever seen one of these before. I wonder
if it'd be growing differently if it were resting on the ground.
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So I was up on Haight Street today (Hoopty, I
think I barrelled right past you at Ashbury. sorry.), and as I was
getting into my car I was approached by this gang of young men. They
wore shirts and ties, and carried backpacks. I groaned, quietly, and
shut my door before they could say anything. Too late: one of them
was an eager little guy, and started up his patter right through the
window. "I'll come over to your side," he said, and I'm all "No, you
won't," but yes, he did. "Roll down your window," he smiled (he was
hunkered down to Miata height), "I won't mug you." I regarded him,
and thought "Duh, I could slice and dice and cook you for dinner,
little man," but rolled the window down to humor him a moment.
I called out "Are you going to ask me to accept Jesus
Christ as my Personal Lord and Savior?" He wrinkled his
brow, blinked a couple times, and looked at me.
"Well," he said, "you should..." then he snapped back to normal.
"But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. I'm like to
interest you in a little wholesale promotion; we're selling
these..." My window was up before he could slide the merchandise
into my lap. I was halfway down the block before I started cracking
up, but man oh man the look on that kid's face was priceless. I
think I may have shown him his calling.
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The word of the day is S A
T I R E.
I have gotten so many emails, mostly from friends who still go to
protests*, not getting that the Dow-Chemical site is a leftier-than-thou hoax. It
is not actual Dow Chemical(tm) propoganda.
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...cops found Ryder carrying a
remarkable array of painkillers (liquid Demerol, Percodan, Vicodin,
Morphine Sulfate, etc.)
That sounds like every junkie I knew in the 80s, almost
precisely. Except there's no mention of klonipin or valium.
Who is her dealer, sheesh!
(later) No, wait. She didn't just have valium, she had liquid
diazepam. And some Endocet to wash down the vicoprofen. That's just
silly. Geez, Winona, get a PDR!
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Oh how I wish I got local cable access. Darn you, Directv, I want
kittypr0n!
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Unionized
strippers picket for more booty "Two, four, six, eight,
pay us more to gyrate," they shouted.
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Today is World AIDS Day
I remember when my very first friend got sick.
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They say it's good luck to see
a motorized condom with a headlight in its tip on the 1st of the
month.
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I had this dream this morning in which there was sort of a fake
civil war going on.
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This year we are doing something revolutionary:
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I'm so touched: I received an invitation to Santacon Cymru New Orleans was fabulous, last year, and I'm sure
Iain and friends will make Cymru as memorable as London
was. But it looks like we're grounded.
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U.S. Copyright Office,
FAQ 58. How do I protect my sighting of Elvis? Copyright
law does not protect sightings. However, copyright law will protect
your photo (or other depiction) of your sighting of Elvis.
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Whereas my TiVo
thinks I need The Sex Monster three times a week and twice on
Sunday.
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Him: Honey? We ran out of stones
and leaves Her: Oh, can't you just use the wall?
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It's hot outside again today. You know what that
means.
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I dreamt last night that I was wearing an old, beat
up, down parka with frayed sleeves. The cuffs had been sewn,
badly, three or four times over. Brendan and I went to a store, and
I tried to buy index cards but could only find those little plastic
sleeves that people used to slide over Rolodex cards (still do, if
those people work at a certain retail clothing giant). I took them
to the register, along with the 1/2 empty (1/2 full!) bottle of Aquafina water I'd
been carrying, and this sketchy old lady took like a year working on
our transaction. She ended up charging me for the water, too, and
was going to charge me for the jacket til I pointed out that we'd
entered the store with both these items.
We finally got away from her, and back to the action-adventure
part of the dream where I was rescuing enslaved children from the
second floor of the building.
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Well, not exactly. I have written perhaps 3/4-4/5 of a novel,
50,651 words of it between 11/1 and today. I actually do hope to
have barfed out a complete first draft by the end of the month,
because man oh man I can't wait to go back and really develop these
characters and fix some of the events in the sequence that gets our
plucky heroine from Point Nowhere to Home. She's had a great time,
this month, but she's not quite there yet.
Thanks for egging me into signing up, Mig, and for being so crazy prolific as to keep me writing at least
every weekday. Now I think I'm going to go read a little
bit.
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Dental nightmares are the most horrific I can
think of. I used to have them all the time, thankfully not in a few
years now. They're just the worst, especially when
they come true.
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Waiting for the elevator in a garage today, we neatly avoided
Death By Britney Clones.
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For $46.00, Neiman Marcus will sell you a xmas ornament
emblazoned "Fuck or Treat." Do
they have a wishlist?
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Playtarot My new
favorite.
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"I don't want any faggots on my team," Hearst told a
Fresno newspaper reporter, adding, "I know this might not be what
people want to hear, but that's a punk. I don't want any faggots in
this locker room."
Mmyeah. That may or may not play in Fresno (CA), but not so much
with your ticket-holders here at home. Or, say, in Miami, where the hope this is that one day this
is true nation-wide. But right now, it's the sort of thing that only sees a reaction three weeks after the fact.
No letters to the editor, no email fwds; Fresno Bee readers just
went with it.
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Spasmodic has a fabulous new design. Go peek
in on my better half!
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We also thank
God for the blessings of freedom and prosperity; and we acknowledge
the importance of faith in our lives.
There's a thread building on the wKen show about the
modern prosecution of laws that are based on archaic religious mores
(and flat out prurience, in London, but this is about America so
never mind). A conflict arose when some friends assumed that by
wKen's postulation (that the cops in his past home state, TX, are
behind the times for fining a woman for owning sex toys) he
actually meant that all Texans are stupid and all
Californians (his other home state) are better than everyone else.
It's been widely illustrated there that every state (especially LA,
which shares the focus of wKen's discussion), and probably every
country, has some funky laws on the books. But they're not
always based on religion, and they're always not prosecuted.
Of course, we should all just be grateful we're not in Nigeria or Belarus, both of which are in constantly in the
news because of their religious laws and the mass violence supported
by the lawmakers against religious minorities. There it's not just a
question of giving a blow job, or buying
alchohol or motor vehicles on Sundays, it's more of a problem
if bear a child out of wedlock, think beauty pageants are o.k., or
are Hindu or Baptist Evangelical.
We all have it pretty good, but really we haven't come that far
on the issue of Church vs. State, as a nation, since 1620.
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As if rabbit's feet weren't enough: neuticle keychains
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Spiders in a dream are a sign of general good luck; to
kill one signifies good news; if it was spinning it augurs
approaching money; climbing a wall it's a harbinger of success in
all that concerns you most deeply.
I had this dream that I was visiting a house, and someone in the
house had trapped a bunch of spiders in a cage. It wasn't right,
clearly, so I was going to rescue them. I picked up the cage, and
saw that this one poor spider was zealously throwing himself at the
door of the cage, trying to escape. He was so worked up, I set it
back down and opened the door. He came barrelling towards me across
this tabletop. He didn't stop when he ran into me, just kept going,
trying to burrow into me. I was wearing a belt or something, and he
sort of battered at it, so powerfully that had to work to stay
standing, and felt this "shukashukashuka" vibration.
I woke up, and when I went back to sleep I had nicer dreams,
still with spiders.
I have a tiny bump on my belly this morning.
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I'm in the home stretch, on the first draft of this novel. I've
re-done the outline probably 4 or 5 times. Characters have surprised
me with the basic motivations behind their behavior. Social
entanglements have shifted, and a web of obligations and priveledge
has been reified then killed off by the protagonist. She's doing
pretty well, and might actually make it to a conclusion as
satisfying for the reader as for the character. It's conceivable
that I might even let my mom read it.
The hardest part is stopping myself from going back and editing
right away, before finishing the big brain dump. I find myself
preoccupied with cleaning up certain early, or even middle, bits
immediately. They embarrass the better writer I've become and look
like just what they are: exercises in removing the cobwebs that have
coated my atrophied storyteling muscles.
Doing something for the first time is hard, when you're
hypercritical. I just have to trust that I'll live up to my trend of
following through and achieving the standards I set. There will be
plenty of time for alchemy when I have finished spitting out the
basic elements. Yeah. OK. Back to it, then.
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I saw a flyer for this on Telegraph yesterday, further confirming
that 2002 is the new 1984: Dead
Kennedys and Fear with The Sick and East Bay Chasers
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