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Friday, December 13, 2002

happy happy! postcardX is back!


this is how it works: a random name (from those who have signed up, of course) comes up. you send a postcard or something (little packages are fun to send) to them. they receive an unexpected treat in the mail, and it brightens their day.

i'm so glad this project is back. go! sign up! send goofy postcards!


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*giggle*


for reasons that aren't worth going in to here, i discovered much to my delight that monkey is an Eddie fan! (scroll down, look at the little pictures on the right.) hee.


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hallelujah.


on CNN this morning, news that the Pope has accepted Cardinal Law's resignation. and in a written statement, Law said, "To all those who have suffered from my shortcomings and mistakes I both apologize and from them beg forgiveness."

as the article points out, this is not the end of the issue. Law alone was not responsible; there is an institutionalized pattern of denial and abuse. however, this appears to be a big step towards resolution. hopefully, there will be further changes to keep this from continuing. and maybe this means some healing for those affected.


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i'm working on the 'holiday spirit' thing.


because, see, it gets a little more stressful every year. i don't think i really need to explain that to you, because it seems to be true for everyone, in one way or another, as we get older, doesn't it?

fortunately, i've had a few things happen in the last day or so that have reminded me of the fun parts.

i got all my presents (the ones i've gotten so far) wrapped and ribboned, and piled up under the tree. it's really lovely to see all those little moments of surprise sitting under the cutest Christmas tree ever. okay, maybe it's not *that* cute. but it's pretty damn adorable. :)

and reading a BrainCandy magazine the other night, i laughed out loud. Jack Nicholson was describing a Christmas where he actually got coal. 'I'd sawed the leg off a dining table.' hee. yeah, i think that earns coal. (he also got real presents, too.)

the best moment was in the post office yesterday. normally, it's all about lines and impatience and 'will it get there in time?' and 'did i get the addy right?'. but not yesterday. there was an entire kindergarten class lined up, buying Santa stamps and mailing their letters to Santa. 'see how the big people are lined up? that's what you need to do.' and they all patiently took turns dropping their letters in the mail slot, each one reaching up *sooo* high, over the head, letter in one mittened hand, and you could see the wheels turning in each little brain as they thought about what they were wishing for. i called The Dane over from his mailbox, saying 'you *have* to see this.' we stood there for a minute, watching and grinning. made the day a whole lot better, and much Christmas-y-er.


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Thursday, December 12, 2002

a random assortment of entertainments:


Build a South Florida Snowman
Fly Santa's HiTech Sleigh
Ice Going
Polar Pairs
some appetizers for holiday entertaining




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amazing what you can find by accident out there on the 'net.


i went looking around for some fun seasonal links, and ended up at the Arctic Studies Center, reading about Yup'ik masks. it's been ages since i studied Native Alaskan heritage. there's tons more on the ASC site, and well worth exploring.


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a little Frost-o-Matic for the afternoon:


build your own snowman. :)


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alright. help me out here, people.


somewhere on the web is a page describing the international travels and adventures of a garden gnome, liberated from someone's front yard, and returned some time later with a tan and some frequent flyer miles. but i can't find it anywhere. any hints? thanks, guys.


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oh, okay. just a little political commentary.


but mostly because it's the intelligent kind. Technical Difficulties. (thanks to mike.)


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Christmas, for me, has always been about the birth of one particular child.


fittingly, then, this story about another particular child coming into the world.

Monday's child. Her dark blue eyes are wide open, framed by soft, pale, perfect brows. Her skin is exactly the same shade as mine. I think I promised to protect her. I think I promised to keep her warm.

how Sachertorte found the time to write all that, i will never know. but i'm grateful that she chose to share such an incredible experience. it's a longish entry, and i soaked up every word.


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i realized that i've been a bit 'angry' posting lately. (she said, air quoting her ass off.)


and that's no good. yes, there are a lot of bad things happening in the world these days. but it's also the holiday season. and it's more fun to play. i've got the rest of the year to be cranky. ;)

*urp* the fact that The Dane just treated me to the single best cup of hot chocolate, *ever*, over at Burdicks, is probably helping. ;)

so. inspired by erika and jennifer, among others, today is all about seasonal fun.

wanna design a snowflake? 6 sided or 8 sided?


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over at Tomato Nation:


Let me get this straight. You want to apply moral relativism to my…eating a Tater Tot…that rolled under the couch.


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Wednesday, December 11, 2002

pardon me, but what a rat bastard.


why on god's green earth did the vicar think it was okay to tell children Santa is dead, at a Christmas carol service?

two lumps of coal for you, vicar.


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if your day has been *half* as entertaining as mine, a little amusement is in order.


herewith, The Santa Shaker. think of it as a seasonal Magic Eight Ball. it does require Flash, but it's worth it to see the little red man jiggle around. ;)


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so, a thought occured to me last week, as i walked thru the parking lot at the local shopping plaza.


i kept hearing the dingDING, dingDING of the Salvation Army bell, and thought, 'never mind that hearing that for hours on end is enough to drive anyone batshit. i wonder how many workers comp claims the Salvation Army gets for RSI every January?'


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Tuesday, December 10, 2002

a few readers have commented on recent posts about HIV, AIDS, and volunteering.


if you'd like an easy way to get involved, you can help by shopping. yes, ineed. ;) visit the AIDS Action Committee: Shop With Us page, click thru to a store or organization, do a little shopping, and indicate that you'd like a percentage of your purchase to go to the AIDS Action Committee or other AIDS organization. there's no extra charge to you, and you'll get a little more 'give' for your buck this holiday season. wouldn't that feel nice? :)


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...*blink* what the fuck?


has Lott lost his mind? or has he always been a wack job? Lott spoke at a recent gathering for Thurmond. in 1948, Thurmond was a staunch segregationalist.

The gathering, which included many Thurmond family members and past and present staffers, applauded Lott when he said "we're proud" of the 1948 vote. But when he said "we wouldn't have had all these problems over all these years" if Thurmond had won, there was an audible gasp and general silence.

In 1998 and 1999, Lott was criticized after disclosures that he had been a speaker at meetings of the Council of Conservative Citizens, an organization formed to succeed the segregationist white Citizens' Councils of the 1960s. In a 1992 speech in Greenwood, Miss., Lott told CCC members: "The people in this room stand for the right principles and the right philosophy. Let's take it in the right direction, and our children will be the beneficiaries."



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i suspect this should be required reading.


Ron Suskind's recent article in Esquire on his view of the inner workings of the White House is sobering. granted, it's one reporter's take. but i think there's a lot in there to be considered (which is what i'm currently doing, so no great insights from here just yet, if ever).

'[T]here has been almost no meaningful consideration of any real issues. It’s just kids on Big Wheels who talk politics and know nothing. It’s depressing.


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i haven't done This or That in a while, so it's about time, don't you think? ;)


1. Real or artificial tree?

real. i had a fake little tree for ages, because i was poor (repaying student loans will do that for you). this year, i got a Frasier fir, and it's lovely.

2. Real or artificial wreath?

neither, actually. i don't really do the wreath thing. altho i did get pine roping to decorate the porch one year. it then sat there for three months, because it was too damn cold to take it down. now i just put velvet bows up out there.

3. Open gifts on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day (or do you do another holiday such as Hannukkah)?

some on each. my mom is a little impatient, so when we were all home, we'd generally end up opening at least a few things Christmas Eve. stockings are always Christmas morning, of course. now that the family is all over the place, we open gifts whenever we have the chance to get together.

4. "It's A Wonderful Life" or "Miracle on 34th Street"?

Jimmy Stewart. It's A Wonderful Life. sappy, yes. but i love it.

5. Outdoor decorations, or just indoors?

mostly indoors, but see wreath, above.

6. "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town" or "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer"?

White Christmas. or carols at the Christmas Eve service.

7. Miniature lights or the larger ones?

mini lights. if i could find a really nice set of the bubble lights that look like candles, i might go for that, but it depends on the size of the tree. i like lights that are just the right size to peek out from amongst the branches.

8. Store-bought or hand-made ornaments?

store bought. i tend to like older style ones, like the glass clip on birds. and i have gotten some very lovely handmade ornaments from local artisans.

9. TV Specials: The Grinch or Charlie Brown?

Grinch, of course. my sis can recite the entire show. i'm impressed and scared all at once. :)

10. Will you be staying at home for the holiday, or going visiting?

a little of both. i try to make 'me' time in there, otherwise it all gets too overwhelming. this year, i'm doing things for myself and visiting friends close to home on Christmas Eve; then i'll spend Christmas Day and the next travelling to see family. always nice to get more than one day of Christmas, don't you think?


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Monday, December 9, 2002

truly, this man's way with words continues to amaze and humble me.


This body that labors more each season to come here itself is leased, a borrowed book written in erasable ink.


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Sunday, December 8, 2002

once again, i haven't done nearly as much as i wanted to this weekend.


and it's not as if i didn't get things done. i did. dishes, trash, shopping, a few more gifts off the list, a few more things to decorate the house, catching up with friends and family, hanging out with The Dane, getting even a few more gifties... that's a fair amount of stuff in one weekend.

but i want to get my checkbook balanced. i want to wrap presents that need to be mailed. i want to write my Christmas cards, sometime before next year. i want to get some writing done.

the last is the one that bugs me most, because i've actually been in a writing groove lately. unfortunately, my life keeps getting in the way. :)


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courtesy of jason (whom i found thru my referrer logs):


funny but not funny. 'Your kid's in the friggin' road!'. really, only funny because of the way it was reported. glad everyone is okay.


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ah, peg... you make me laugh. :)


often, in fact. but lately, this entry.

Late last night, after a bath, I had hurriedly scribbled on a notepad:

Dove
razors

Just now, I retrieved the pad. To the side of my list, the Beautiful Young Man had printed, "Dove shaving. Yay!"

(Yep, we deserve each other.)


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