The World as We Know It
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elections and such
Glory be and praise Jah — the election is over and I can finally stop thinking about it. In the news biz, we don’t have the luxury of not caring — we have to follow this stuff and write stories about it (fair coverage for all candidates) and so on. I was counting the days til the election was over so I could sit quietly and think about nothing in particular. Glad to know I can finally do so. (. . . ) –> I must say, I am tickled and delighted about our President-Elect Barack Obama — though he has inherited a boatload of difficult tasks (um, war? economy?…
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blogging the sphere
Or should that be spearing the blog? Blogger tells me it is on a scheduled outage, so no telling when this will post. (!) I’ve been editing a fascinating book by one of our new authors, about the discovery and passage of the Anza Trail. Her photos are gorgeous — a look at an old historical venture through the photographer’s eye, 21st century. It is good reading but lots of details to watch for (like checking the Spanish translations) so it has taken me longer than I expected. That’s work. The elections are also causing a flurry at the newspaper, because of covering issues before Erection Day and giving fair…
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Sunday Times
We had a busy day rearranging our bedrooms with the new sectional pieces of couch in 2 rooms — given to us by friends Carrie and Peter, two pieces for Ana and two pieces for our bedroom. Plus I stripped all the beds and washed blankets, comforters, and throw rugs, etc, hanging them all on the line. That is a *task*. But our bedroom looks great with the chaise — nice throw cover over it and a trunk that was at the foot of our bed is now the “coffee table” — i.e. footrest for Mr Husband. It’s quite luxurious to have a sofa in the bedroom. I hadn’t realized…
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In the "Unbelievable" category
Just got invited to be on “Wife Swap” — yes, reality television rears its ugly head. Because of the AP article, which is ALL OVER the world today and yesterday (Eric K’s mom called from Baltimore to say she’d seen it — and it’s all over Canada, etc.), a producer at NBC saw it and thought I’d be good fodder for the show. Fodder would be the word. Like, something to put through the machine, get chewed up and shat out. Seriously. Can you imagine? With whom would they match me — to be my opposite family? I’m not a super crunchy granola hippy, as I said in the article…
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hell’s kitchen
that’s where we are today — roasting on a spit, being basted with sweat. Ick. But actually I LOVE the heat. So I’m faux-complaining just to get the ball rolling here. Today was Bike to Work Day and I did so — I think it’s about 5 miles though I actually have to clock it tomorrow to make sure. Each way! In the heat! It was not hard going, since Alameda is so darn flat, but it wasn’t my good bike, since one daughter rode it and got a flat the other day. So I rode her bike, and it is too short, even for me. My booty is sore…
