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Thansgiving Weekend

How fantabulous it was (turkey/orangesweetpotatobake/beets&goatcheese/holidaygreenbeans/deviled eggs/cornmuffins/wild rice&chestnut stuffing/chiveonioncheddarmashedpotatoes/amarettomarscaponefonduewithbroiled pears&cornmuffins)....ahhhhhh, sooo soo good.

(andwineandwineandwineandwineandswedishgluggdangerous)

It all ended with M. & D., Dim Sum, coming home and feeling amorous; stopping; pre-decorating kitchen; starting again.............; complete decorative element installation; and eating leftover turkey, dried fruit and baby Goldfish sandwiches.

Excellent, Smithers.

The other bible

--When Zhuangzi's wife died and Hui Shi came to convey his condolences, he found Zhuangzi squatting with his knees out, drumming on a pan and singing. "You lived with her, she raised your children, and you grew old together," Hui Shi said. "Not weeping when she died would have been bad enough. Aren't you going too far by drumming on a pan and singing?" "No," Zhuangzi said, "when she first died, how could I have escaped feeling the loss? Then I looked back to the beginning before she had life. Not only before she had life, but before she had form. Not only before she had form, but before she had vital energy. In this confused amorphous realm, something changed and vital energy appeared; when the vital energy was changed, form appeared; with changes in form, life began. Now there is another change bringing death. This is like the progression of the four seasons of spring and fall, winter and summer. Here she was lying down to sleep in a huge room and I followed her, sobbing and wailing. When I realized my actions showed I hadn't understood destiny, I stopped."--

Relayed because I was digging more books out of boxes for shelving and found my Chinese Civilization textbook from college - full of awesome first source documents, lyrically translated. This is from a collection by the third century B.C.E. philosopher Zhang Zhou.

Noted because unlike other literature from that time period, it is undated by voice and concept. Wise words to live by then, and now; and a reminder to try on and weigh different perspectives.

Struggling...to stay sane....

Part of me, when I hear this kind of crap, just wants to roll over and go to sleep forever and ever.

I get so frustrated that I don't even know where to begin, except to say that wishing that all those 'evil' things that exist and won't go away, well, they EXIST AND WON'T GO AWAY, no matter how hard you rail against them and tell people they are filthy and scream about the decline of civilization. And trying to squelch the reality of certain events and people in our history and today...does this country truly desire to make up a history of propaganda to sell our kids?

And as for the Grand Canyon book - I can't get too super annoyed because it's allowing the freedom of speech and presenting two beliefs side by side. But Noah + the Flood = the Grand Canyon? Huh??

Maybe Atlantis lives underneath.

Goodbye Howard Keel

It's truly sad to see any great baritone go...especially the rich voice and person of Howard Keel.

Princes come, Princes go,
An hour of pomp and show they know;
Princes come and over the sands,
And over the sands of time they go.

Wise men come, Ever promising the riddle of life to know,
Wise men come, ah, but over the sands,
The silent sands of time they go.

Lovers come, Lovers go.
And all that there is to know
Lovers know; Only lovers know.

Yuck

I'm so very embarrased to be a part of this country right now. And there sits Bush, grinning from ear to ear, as if over 55 million people didn't vote against him returning to power yesterday.

"And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'tis that I may not weep."

--George Gordon, Lord Byron

Two notes on Election Day '04

One - people are supposed to be intelligent enough to make an informed choice as well as use the voting machines...however, lining up in the appropriate line by last name and staying in line to let those who voted walk by was an overly difficult task for a number of voters this morning.

Two - an excerpt of an AIM chat session from Nithan: [11:36:24] [AIM name protected]: heh the ABC news reporter just said "Blogs is where people log onto the internet to chat with one another".

A minor glimpse into voters and the people who report on them.

Halloween of 70-plus degrees

No matter how fleeting it may be, the fantastic warmth of the sun and the little sunburn I have on my cheeks reminds me again why I've picked a humid city to live in over the city that got up to 44ºF yesterday and has a record Halloween low of 16ºF (in 1996). That's right, I'm talking to you, scary drivers of Minnesota.

My sunburn also reminds me of my date w/ Brett yesterday...ok, we were just in the same stadium and the only discernable feature from that distance was his cute cute ass; but now the election might turn out the right way!

Whaa-haaa-haaa-haaaa-haaaa-haah! (scary monster laugh)

I'm sure I'm forgetting the ones that were my total favorites, but memorable costumes this year: my lovely sidekick Borat; Captain Crunch; blinking John Kerry pumpkinhead; One Nightstand; gut & crack-showing Plumber; hopefully my compadres can remind me of the other impressive ones. I was Bored Drunk Housewife so I'm not supposed to remember anything anyway.

Ok, one last chance - do you (VA voters) know where you're voting?