If you're in Boston, let me know cuz we should hang out weekend after next when I'm there.

If you're coming to TIC, let me know cuz I live in Burlington and we should hang out.

Palin calls out Obama's "radical" stance on abortion.

Anyone who votes for this crazy fucking asshole can rot in hell for all I care.

If only hell existed... and everyone I disagreed with just happened to go there.

Today was a good day. I got more done than I have in a very long time. I got my doctor's paperwork done, I got rid of anything that might allow me to pretend that I'm not in the predicament that I'm in, and I got my health insurance paperwork done. You know, so I can capitolize on that coverage that I've been telling everyone that I've got.

^ that part of the entry was typed at the beginning of September ^


So. That new shit.

I'm pregnant, keeping it, and working full time. My insurance is in effect, and I'm working on going to school. We'll see where that goes.

So I'm getting married tomorrow. It's just bloody fucking amazing, I cannot wait.

Everything is going perfectly so far. And being with Meg for almost 7 years now, we are officially going to take our vows to each other.

Pretty much everyone I care about is going to be there. Best friends, family... you know the drill.

And I just cannot wait to see her walk down that isle.

(and hence why I haven't been posting at all, priorities).

Grabbing the carton of egg whites instead of the cream does not make for a good cup of tea.

If you want to go, show up here at 1:00 PM:


http://www.mass.gov/dcr/parks/metroboston/breakhrt.htm


I'm the organizer and the contact person.
TEXT my cell with any questions or RSVP's:

617-605-6758

Otherwise, I'll either see you at 1:00 on Monday, or I won't.

Have a great weekend, everyone!!!

********

Ms. Anderson Lynne Mar
Owner/CEO, Dark Sky Productions (artist management and booking)
General Manager, School of Rock (http://www.schoolofrock.com)
Public Relations, Paladin & Valkyrie LLC
Email: OTHNIEL77@yahoo.com
http://www.myspace.com/Othniel77

Anderson Cooper is a beautiful man.

Cormac says at the end "now fuck off to Alaska and get eaten my wolves".


I knew I loved him for good reason.

Best part: not addressing her abuse of power while the ticker announces it beneath her talking, haha.

*She really harps on about abortion, idiot.

I don't know why, but I feel somewhat subversive for installing Ubuntu on my grandmother's beater PC. Linux is geek chic and not at all subversive, so I can't imagine why, unless it's the idea of undermining the ubiquity of Windows, by even just one increment.

Listen up, because I'm only going to say this once.
I'm dealing with a shyteload of health issues at present.

I cannot, and will not, take on anything more than I already have booked, for the month of October.
Certain people who have been relying on me too much need to step up to the plate, and learn the true spirit of DIY - Do It Yourself.
I will put the tools in your hands, I will mentor you, but in the end, you're going to have to do the work yourself.
I can no longer do it for you; I don't run a daycare center here.
I've already empowered you...now take what I have given you, and RUN WITH IT!

If anyone needs anything, please contact my assistants and interns.

Peace out,
~AOM

looking for small dog (Brownington vermont)

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Date: 2008-10-10, 12:03PM EDT

I am looking for a small dog that is free to a good home,preferably one that is house broken and knows how to walk on a leash and will obey when off leash.And also needs to be either spayed or neutered.If anyone has a small dog that needs a new loving home.Please contact me

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Small
Housebroken
Good on and off leash
speutered
free


...yeah, good luck.

Finally have the final pictures of my sock project that I've been promising. Completely raw and unedited-for-prettiness pictures, since in a couple minutes I have to get ready for my first day of volunteering at the Haunted Forest, building and painting sets and such. As long as they don't ask me to operate any power tools, I should be all set.

( Behold my craftiness! )
Have you ever tried to take a decent picture of your own feet before? It's pretty darn awkward.

Anyhoo, Chris's sweater is coming right along... knitting miles of straight stockinette stitch is kind of boring as hell, but on big #8 needles it's super fast, and I'm already about 1/3 of the way done after only working on it a few days. Hopefully, Chris will still be "surprised" when it's all finished. I keep telling him I'm working on a really big test swatch.

http://edition.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/10/10/mccain.crowd/index.html
At a rally in Minnesota on Friday, a woman told McCain: "I don't trust Obama. I have read about him and he's an Arab."

McCain shook his head and said, "No ma'am, no ma'am. He's a decent family man...[a] citizen that I just happen to have disagreements with on fundamental issues. That's what this campaign is all about."

One man at the rally said he was "scared of an Obama presidency." McCain later told the man he should not fear Obama.

"I want to be president of the United States, and I don't want Obama to be," he said. "But I have to tell you, I have to tell you, he is a decent person, and a person that you do not have to be scared as President of the United States."

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I mean, he couldn't keep on letting these morons scream "terrorist" and "kill him" at his rallies. I don't think that was quite the image he was going for. Then again, what about the contrast to the new ad he has out talking about Obama being "friends" with a "terrorist" (turned education reformer/distinguished professor)? How cute that he stir it up and then be the gentleman to swirl it down.

On a brighter note, PALIN FOUND GUILTY OF ABUSE OF POWER! Big surprise.

I finally created a yahoo group for the social outings thing I want to do:

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/guerillakaraokebar

I so don't have time to organize this! But it could really be fun. Maybe once a month, a big group of us could dress up in over the top costumes and go take over a karaoke bar in the Marina, or Nob Hill, or Fisherman's Wharf, or wherever? I'm thinking Wednesday evenings? Anyway, if you want to get involved, just join the group and if you seem like not a dingleberry, I'll make you a moderator. I just want this to happen!

By now you've all heard and seen how violent my students get. However, I almost always talk about how much I really do love them. How under it all they're just misunderstood children who don't know how to handle their emotions.

Last week one of my students killed a woman...

Fucking Christ... he KILLED someone.




This is so unreal...

I can't believe he killed someone... out of all of my students... really... I never thought he would be the one who would snap.
( Student vs. killer... )

What the hell.

Read it and weep. Or laugh your ass off. If some of the scary pot-stirring McCain was doing wasn't so KKK-esque, this would have been a funny mix-up, but it's just not.
The amount of race-baiting, and slander in this campaign is getting more than dirty, it's getting bloody.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27122742/?GT1=43001

Sox just scored. It's game 1 of the ALCS. I'm @ my little sister's watching the game.

Anyone who knows me knows that fall is my favorite time of the year. And, as a runner, it brings perfect weather. The cooler temperatures, the crisp air, and the darker mornings all provide great training conditions.

The subject of this entry refers to a return. Unfortunately, I'm talking about the return of pain in my hip, not a return to serious training or racing. I tried to return too quickly, and it backfired. In the best times, and the worst times, running is humbling if nothing else. I haven't run in a few weeks now. My last run was a short treadmill run at the gym with Nicole. I knew 3/4 of a mile into it that I wouldn't be running again for a long time. The first couple days after that run were really tough. I came home, hung up my running shoes, and hung my head in disappointment. I've since become less upset about it, but I'm still not over it completely.

It's a strange feeling to have something that you love to do snatched from you. It's almost like I'm not the same person. I've considered myself a runner since 2004. It has become a big part of me. If I'm not a runner right now, who am I? What's my identity? Everywhere I go, I think about running. I drive over the bridge, and I think about running on the bike path. I drive Nicole to work, and I think about the Stockadeathon. I see someone running on a sidewalk and think about what that idiot is doing running on such a harsh surface. It's everywhere, yet it's nowhere near my grasp.

Other than that, there isn't much to report. I'm still doing the 100 pushups program. It's going well. My max sets (after doing 5 sets with 90 and 120 seconds apart) the last two workouts have been 50 and 58. The last two weeks have been really good. As far as personal stuff, football season is going well. The Bills are 4-1 and Notre Dame is 4-1. Four years ago today is when Nicole and I started dating, although it seems like so much longer. College hoops season starts in about 5 weeks. My brother in law, Jay, and his wife, Carrie, had a son this week. I'm now an uncle to two kids!

I'm not sure what I'll have to say in the next few months. I don't want to depress anyone, as I probably have with this post, so I might just lay low for a bit. Or I might have to vent more. Sorry, just had to get some thoughts out.

We got a disused office computer for my grandmother from my uncle and he can't recall the password to the account he used. I wanted to install Ubuntu, but the computer doesn't boot from the disc when restarting.

Is there a command to make it do so, the way Mac will if you hold the C key while restarting if there's a bootable disc in the drive?

This is America, after all.



Original: http://www.salon.com/comics/boll/2008/10/09/boll/index.html

oh god I love Sarah Vowell.

Anyway I'd noticed my Thai reading was far, far better than my listening. Something in my brain hasn't connected to the spoken language. So I've been concentrating on that- it's already made my reading a little quicker, as my internal voice becomes more natural. I'd spent too long focused only on the written language.

I've known about eThaiMusic for a while, but I've only just gotten to the point where I can truly read along with the songs. I can skim quickly enough to find my place if I lose it, and even the quick-tempo songs aren't a problem. It's starting to flow naturally. Even the tones- if I misread the tone of a word (it's a complicated system) I notice right away.
There's not much advanced vocab (sankrit/pali loanwords have funky spelling) and few particles, but it's really helping me out. For the most part spoken Thai is still obtuse to me, I really need to train myself to understand the sounds the way I understand the writing.

I'm moving my way up the songlist, and bookmarking the ones I like, so when I have money I can buy some decent Thai music. There's some really interesting stuff.

I also need to work on my writing. I popped into an english/Thai chatroom (remember chatrooms?) and it went well. I can type fast enough, and I know enough simple vocab, that I can string together simple sentences. Actually reaching out and trying to meet some thai speakers and actually speak the stupid language finally.


Man I should probably direct all this effort to getting a fucking job. But oh well.

A letter to the editor in our local paper this week:

To the Editor:
     As a reader whose childhood was spent in the American Southwest and whose father was a cattle-man, I am alarmed at the possibility of a "maverick" president.  In my experience, mavericks -- wild, unbranded cattle -- are irredeemably ill-tempered creatures, so traumatized by life that they are dangerous to those around them.  They are usually culled from the herd and end up as dog food.

(Name and Address removed)

Has it really been over a year since I posted here??

Ummm...yup!

And what a year it has been. I've changed jobs, changed towns, changed homes, changed hobbies, and even changed kids!

First, the job. My job was slowly killing me. I love the work I do. I love love love it. It was where I was doing the work that was killing me. So, now I get to do the work I love in a place that isn't out to get me. It's lovely and wonderful and totally sparkly.

My new office, however, is in a completely different part of the state. This required many many hours of commuting while I worked on moving. This time I didn't rent...I bought a house! It's soooo freakin wonderful and totally sparkly.

Next, hobbies. Does anyone really want to hear about my hobbies right now? Probably not. You are all wondering about the kid thing. So.....

Drama decided to go to public school for his freshman year of high school....yup, little drama is now a teenager and in high school! I feel so freakin old....but he is really enjoying the new school. Now if that wasn't enough, Chuckles is starting college next month! He decided on culinary school and got accepted to his first choice....out of state....very very far away. Ok, so it's really only about 3 1/2 hours from my new house...but that's far enough!

As the nest starts to thin out, I've started doing some foster care work. Which has been pretty freakin cool.

Other than that....I have continued to take in random homeless critters. We have 4 cats, 2 dogs, 1 bunny, 1 bird, and 1 tortoise. They are a blast.

So, that's the short version of the last year of my life.

Another beautiful 70s day in NYC
and will continue into the weekend!
Plan to get outdoors some to enjoy
this lovely Fall weather!

I feel very positive lately and light
and more clear about my path thanks to
clarity from all my prayers to the
Goddess. I see more how I can create
a life with my spiritual and creative
interests that is connected. I feel
open to abundance and new experiences
and learning and growing!

I enjoyed a lunchtime walk and watched
squirrels eat nuts. Love to see them fatten
themselves up this time of year.I thought
of how nature is so tamed and gated to
parks and small gardens and islands between
concrete in NYC and how it was an island
of Native Americans before settlers came.
It is hard to imagine this city of concrete
so natural and earthy at one time. Still I
can appreciate the nature that survives as well
as getting out to more rural wild lands and
forests. I would like to join a hiking group
soon.

This weekend will be working on
moving, spiritual studies, and
outdoor nature walks. TGIF!