Friday, December 31, 2010

Quick list of 2010

Dad died.  October 19.

Became staff at AJE.  November 27.

Finally started the novel.  November 1.

Digging out.  All year.

Surgery.  September 7.

Sushi in a Yokohoma mall.  November 14.

Snowmageddon.

Snowpocalypse.

Improved knitting and gardening skills.  Not so much on the photography or videography.

Signs the midlife crisis is imminent: Thinking about taking up electric guitar.  Hanging out in the toy section of Target with nary a thought of my nieces or nephew.  Wondering if my anti-Botox position is too much protesting.

A renewed acquaintance with the written page, cold lemonade, sunblock and a maillot on the back porch.

Realizing it's time to shed my skin, just when I'm feeling most vulnerable.

See ya, 2010,

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Time to take account

It's been a long hard slog these last four months -- but perhaps there is a good light waiting at the end.  Update shortly.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

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P080910PS-0356, originally uploaded by The White House.

This photo is freaking hilarious!

Saturday, August 14, 2010

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P081410PS-0565, originally uploaded by The White House.

He kicked out the press because he "didn't want to be on magazine covers" -- but he and Miss Sasha are here!

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Confronting perfectionist tendencies

Hi there -- if you've come here from TNC's place, welcome!

On the hottest day of the year so far, I'm blissfully in my house, with the AC on, about to start a new project.  The project: finishing all of the knitting projects I've started over the past couple of years.  

These are projects I want when they're done.  There's a lot of money sunk into these projects.  They're all challenging in some form or fashion.  However, I've failed over and over to reach the finish line.  When my little sister visited in the spring, we agreed the projects indicated a wish to be "busy" -- "Look at the proof on the coffee table!  I'm so busy!"  Now I look at the table and at its outposts and I think, "Frigging hoarder/packrat."  

For the next year, I'll be writing periodically, maybe daily, about all the things that have helped create this monstrosity of a pile.  Some entries may be done in OpenOffice and copied here.  Photos will show up here and on Ravelry, and maybe FB too.  There could be a book if I think I've said something provocative, but I'll leave it up to the editors of the world to give me feedback.  The last thing I want to do is make this a meditation on "being a woman and in touch with my most uterine self" crap that's already in the bookstores.  

The one rule:  Whatever I'm knitting at the moment won't be set aside -- I will see it through its conclusion, buttons and weaving in of ends and sewing up and modeling for you and for me.  Wish me luck!  (There's a new rug riding on this, and maybe two new bathrooms as well!)

Friday, July 16, 2010

A Final Thought - National - The Atlantic

A Final Thought - National - The Atlantic

Let me put it this way: if you don't think the Tea Party is serious, then just don't bother voting in November.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Friday, July 2, 2010

Checking in

Some days are just so gorgeous, you hate to see them end.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Tough day -- and then the rain passed.

Hadn't been in the bureau in two weeks -- their scheduling, not mine.  It's not as if I didn't offer, and it's not as if they didn't need the extra hands.

Day started early, with my first-ever stakeout in ten years of working in DC -- at Fox, where the Israeli ambassador's security guard very nicely turned down our efforts to ask him a question about the Gaza flotilla situation.  Should made a firm bet with the photog, because I knew he wasn't going to talk, especially to us.  *snort*  Didn't sleep well, because I didn't want to miss the alarm, and miss getting to work early so the photog and I could go over to Fox...  No, can't tell a story to save my life.  Can't believe people pay me to do this...

Anyway.  Told desk no dice on the ambassador stakeout.  Returned to bureau, where I had to endure a very difficult "Hey, how are you?" chit-chat with people I once really enjoyed working with.  Escaped upstairs to read the papers and watch "Face the Nation."  No news in either place, so moved on to the Houston and New Orleans papers.  Oil spill corroding my soul.

Wandered out to get a coffee, and discovered a NEW GUY REPORTER talking to one of the package producers down the hall.  "Hi, I'm xxx, I'll be reporting here for the next month."  You don't say.  "Yeah, I was in the middle of doing training last week when they sent me to Alaska to do an oil story for three days!"  Really now.  Skulked back into my "office," which really belongs to three other staffers, but since I'm cool and have a potty mouth and good sources, I get to hang around and leave my notes in their space.

Efforts to think while working on story pitches were constantly interrupted.  First the photog.  We end up going out to get lunch.  Then I get a request to do lives on the latest wannabee terrorists from NYC.  OK -- guess the staff correspondent in NYC can't be troubled to cover something in her own area.  I figure out that a package can be created, so I create it.  Nice surprise for my NE.  I finish my lunch and cut the package with a very cool editor.  We look at crazy youtube videos of people using iPhones to fly model planes and bad car crashes where no one gets hurt.  (You had to be there.)  I go back to my lair to get ready for a live shot and maybe to write a pitch.

Then my mentee comes in because she's been having a bad week.  Then the guy who hunted me down to work at AJE in the first place comes upstairs to see if I'll give him my side of the story.  As tempting as it is to do so, I resisted.  I have to consider everyone not on my side, a potential spy.  It's a small shop, after all.

Even the studio tech wanted to know whether I was doing okay.  "Uh yeah, but I'm wearing a live mike, I'll talk to you later."  Then I turn on my concerned and informed face to talk about those wannabee NJ terrorists with London.

I can't get out of the building fast enough, but I have to chat with the adorable makeup chiquita and her man, who brought her jacket against the AC chill.  That's okay -- they're normal people.  Not enough normal people in TV news.

The front had blown through, the air was dry and fall-like.  The sky was bluer than it's been in days, and the clouds a reassuring orange.  I opened the sunroof and drove home at 70 mph, the breeze easing my heart a little bit.

And then a blogger whose site I haunt because she puts such pretty fabrics in pretty designs all over it -- sent me a brief note about this puny little space I need to nurture.  I was humbled.  Thanks, K.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Miranda and teaching the law to the masses

Thinking out loud here.

If SCOTUS now says that in order to invoke Miranda, you have to say to the police, "I am invoking my right to remain silent and I want a lawyer," is that something we should teach to children as part of their social studies or civics classes?  What about the concept that ignorance of the law is no excuse for breaking it -- do we have an obligation to teach children that too?  Couldn't some parents object to that?  What do we do then?

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Getting it into gear

Efforts at being productive were going well, at least until someone decided I'd been at my laptop too long.




































Note the placement of the feline roadblock, as well as an out-of-season feline toy.  My revenge was pulling out the camera.

Then I remembered this finally bothered show up at Beach Jordan:























As my friend Cat would say, "ALOHA!"  Check out the detail of that 28-135mm lens.  It came with the 50D.  All my photog friends are Canon freaks, so I had justification for staying the course with the brand -- of course, they use 5D's... I am not that practiced to own such a camera.  Anyway, I've practicing my bracketing in program mode, but only for one focus point. (Guess I have another project this summer!)  Still, I'm getting a much better sense of when to open up the exposure and when to stop it down.  

Enough procrastinating -- back to work!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

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P032810PS-0901, originally uploaded by The White House.

Check out the guys in the foreground. Love it!

Monday, March 22, 2010

The night health care reform passed


P032110PS-0787, originally uploaded by The White House.

I was so busy watching the Members of the House that I never saw anything about POTUS until he and VPOTUS addressed the nation after the vote.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Treasonous talk, or not? Read and discuss.


Rosiland Jordan Is this not treasonous talk? Lawyers in the crowd? Anyone?

www.huffingtonpost.com
Rep. Steve King (R-Iowa) urged a smaller-than-expected crowd of Tea Party protesters on Tuesday to launch a Velvet Revolution-style uprising against the federal government, saying the parallels are striking between America's current government and Eastern European communist rule.
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Timothy Durham
Timothy Durham 
It was in the Declaration of Independence but did not make it into the Constitution:

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are ...See More
5 hours ago · 
Ned Moss
Ned Moss 
Timothy: I would argue -- as Woodrow Wilson did in his dissertation at Princeton -- that we opt for a UK style, a Parliament, in which the majority (51%) can do what they're elected to do and the minority can only bitch and moan!
Rosiland: 1st Amendment guarantees right of free speech. If anyone in his group commits violence against the govt, then it's TREASON!
4 hours ago · 
Timothy Durham
Timothy Durham 
Ned, I was not attempting to justify this buffoon.. merely guessing where he is sourcing his comments.
4 hours ago · 
Ted Liazos
Ted Liazos 
Wow. What Steve King actually wants to do is turn the argument of the Declaration on its head - elections should have no meaning if he doesn't like the policies of those elected. King George? Not elected. Communist government of Czechoslovakia? Not elected. Obama, Reid and Pelosi? Elected, elected and elected.
3 hours ago · 
Paul Millhouser
Paul Millhouser 
This guy makes Palin look sane and thoughtful. Well, not really.
2 hours ago · 
Rosiland Jordan
Rosiland Jordan 
I think I need to fire up my blog and have us all discuss this over there -- this could be a good discussion! Are ya'll in?
51 minutes ago · 
Timothy Durham
Timothy Durham 
By the time you get that thing gassed up this tempest in a teapot will be over. The bill will be signed and these idiots will be on to the next gov't takeover.
35 minutes ago · 
Rosiland Jordan
Rosiland Jordan 
@Timmy I have a blog. notnowondeadline.blogspot.com I just don't promote it.
54 seconds ago · 

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Great White Shark!


Shark 0011, originally uploaded by ivantheterrible64.

A snow sculpture by someone living in Fairfax County, VA -- hilarious!

Friday, February 5, 2010

It's snowing.

Pictures later.  Laundry now.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Holy shit.

While I was in Paris in early December, I went to the Eglise de St Germain des Pres to sit, reflect, and enjoy the Christmas mood.  Like most churches, this had more Japanese tourists taking photos of the stained glass windows than worshippers.  I was chased out by the sight of a homeless guy a few rows in front of me, picking his nose.


Now there's news that Johnny Hallyday's daughter, the actress Laura Smet, tried to kill herself with alcohol and pills in that same sanctuary today.  Dayum.


Looks like the church is in need of an exorcism.  Or at least a taste of Buddhist re-centering.

Read this. Discuss.

ttp://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/17/magazine/17Terror-t.html

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year!


I believe in resolutions -- they're good for progress checks. What I believe in more is follow-through -- so you'll be hearing from me more as 2010 ages, ripens, and finally fades into history.


Bobo's 2010 wish: more fish and belly rubs.