| Iran update 7-5-09 |
[Jul. 5th, 2009|12:05 pm] |
The news is bad. Reports of sexual abuse of students in the prisons.
http://www.permanentrevolution.net/entry/2741
Reports of people being hung for drug charges. And the government,
who has supposedly held some of these people for up to 5 years,
chooses to hang them now on July 4.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/8134654.stm
There are discreditation campaigns claiming that Neda is alive,
meanwhile Tehran Bureau carries the story of Neda's young man,
in his own grieving words.
http://tehranbureau.com/neda/
There is also this site, with pictures of some of the other people
who have been killed.
http://www.iranian-heroes.org/#
This coming Thursday, 18 Tir/ July 9th, another protest is being planned.
http://tehranbureau.com/significance-18-tir/
I look at the young man holding up the bloody t-shirt in the 18 Tir picture,
and think of my friend, who is out of touch now. And I pray for his
survival. That could be his picture, for all I know. I say prayers for whoever it is,
and also for all those who wore the blood stained tshirts. And for my friend,
his family, and the soul of his brother.
Night chants go on from the rooftops, like this, one friend of mine reports.
http://www.facebook.com/ext/share.php?sid=99938615748&h=ULRaO&u=4tYUR&ref=nf
At least I have heard from two other friends, and they survive.
I pray that they make it through all this, somehow. |
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| prior to Anthrocon |
[Jun. 30th, 2009|08:09 pm] |
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Amazing how quiet it gets around here, just before Anthrocon. Have fun storming the castle, everybody going! |
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| Be one with the rock *grin* |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009|02:27 am] |
My new friend Kez got 2 sodalite rocks from me. She likes to name things, so she's named them Leonard and
Nimoy. Works for me. *beaming up smile* |
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| So the doc wants to send me for an ultrasound... |
[Jun. 22nd, 2009|04:48 pm] |
And the blasted thing is $700. And me with no insurance. And any insurance that I could get would have a $3000
deductible.
He's talking gallbladder problems. Everybody I know who's had gallbladder has had major nausea. I have zero nausea. I'm thinking kidney complications instead.
It was the substitute practitioner at the after hours clinic on Friday that prescribed it. So I'm getting a second opinion this Friday from my regular practitioner. That's the soonest they could get me in to see her.
I think it's absolutely ridiculous to pay $700 for a test that he says, "May not be conclusive." Argh.
I can cope with $700 to fix the problem, but $700 for a test that may be off the mark? No. |
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| Thoughts on the eating of bugs, inspired by Cerise |
[Jun. 10th, 2009|02:45 am] |
Cerise has chowed down on a termite or two,
And swallowed a worm on a dare.
it made me remember this poem that I read
So now I will quote it, down there. *grin*
Eat-It-All Elaine
By Kay Starbird
..
I went away last August
to summer camp in Maine,
And there I met a camper
called Eat-It-All Elaine.
..
Although Elaine was quiet,
She liked to cause a stir
By acting out the nickname
Her classmates gave to her.
..
The day of our arrival
At Camp Number 3
When girls kept on coming over
to greet Elaine and me.
..
She took a piece of Kleenex
and calmly chewed it up,
then strolled outside the cabin
And ate the buttercup.
..
Elaine from that day forward
Was always in command,
On hikes, she'd eat some birch-bark
On swims, she'd eat some sand.
..
At meals she'd swallow prune-pits
And never have a pain,
While everyone around her
Would giggle, "Oh Elaine!"
..
One morning, berry-picking,
a bug was in her pail,
And though we thought for certain
her appetite would fail
Elaine said, "hmm, a stinkbug,"
And while we murmured, "ooooh,"
She ate her pail of berries
And ate the stinkbug too.
..
The night of Final banquet,
When Counselors were handing
Awards to different children
Whom they believed outstanding,
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To every _thinking_ person
At that summer camp in Maine
The Most Outstanding Camper
Was Eat-it-all Elaine! |
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| Cat wrasslin' |
[Jun. 2nd, 2009|11:56 pm] |
Tomorrow's the get spayed trip for Harriet and Ronni. Dropoff by 8 a.m., thanks to a lift from Crimson.
So to play it safe, I tucked them in the traveling crates tonight. They are not allowed food after midnight tonight, and it keeps them out of the bigger cats' meals.
Harriet doesn't mind it too badly. But her sister Ronni, younger by a few minutes, goes ballistic. Hid in a back corner. I crawled in and got her out. Cat hair everywhere, mostly on me. She balked at the crate and dove backwards. On pain of having to catch her again, I held on. (Not quietly. Apologies to Deirdre.) She balked again and dove right. I hung on. Finally I pointed her at the crate, she lunged away from me, into crate, and I slammed the door quick, before she could get out. Big hissing. Tough lumps, young varmint.
I was hot, sticky, hairy and miserable. But triumphant. She is, by God, in the crate!
Got cleaned up. And I am really, really hoping to sleep soon. |
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| Typo = Hobbit reference |
[Jun. 2nd, 2009|11:13 am] |
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Emptying my spam filter, I see the name typo "You've been tagged by Shirely." Hey, if it could actually get me to the Shire, I'd reply. *wry grin* |
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| Oh yes! Birthdays! |
[May. 31st, 2009|09:12 pm] |
I emerge from sleeping after cleaning, to wish Colleen, and Dave, both Happy Birthday!
I hope you each are having a wonderful day! :) |
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| Writer's Block: The Little Things I Do for Our Planet |
[May. 29th, 2009|09:07 am] |
Recycle metal, plastics, glass, cardboard and paper. (I'm lucky, my town offers curbside pickup once a week.) Use public transportation - I can afford a car, but choose not to own one.
I ride bus or walk. |
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| Summer walking |
[May. 28th, 2009|09:03 pm] |
I missed the bus today. It normally comes at 7 after 2, and it arrived at 4 after, as I was walking to the stop.
Didn't want to blow my 3:00 appointment, so I kept walking. Thought, OK, maybe I can catch the Tom's Creek B over by Derring... Got there, and they've closed that bus stop for the summer. Draw a small thundercloud over my head, to match the larger ones in the sky. And I keep walking.
At the end of 56 minutes, much flushed in the face, I made it to my appointment, exactly on time.
I am proud of myself.
I am also aching in the feet, now. Time for some ibuprofen, and back to bed, methinks. |
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| So it goes, *wry grin* |
[May. 25th, 2009|03:45 pm] |
First peach of summer
sprays sticky juice
all down my arm.
Ah yes,
the first sound in Loki
is low.
All right, you got me.
Be satisfied, now.
Enough. |
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| Salem Gem Show in the nick of time! And a Bogen's farewell meal. |
[May. 23rd, 2009|11:31 pm] |
After buying replacement tires, and having one of them go immediately flat, the universe decided to make it up to Jerry by sending him a good samaritan who drove him to multiple places to get the next tire, and also helped him
change it onto the car.
So after several unavoidable glitches to the timing, we squeaked into the Salem Gem Show right before closing.
I think I set a new land speed record for how fast I can shop - thank heavens the two things I most wanted, some
really deep pink gemmy rose quartz, and a flat of peacock ore, were nice and obvious. I latched onto them, and Jerry very kindly helped me haul them out to the car, along with assorted other smaller specimens.
We decided to have supper at Bogen's, for old time's sake, and shared many memories of Vtsffc gatherings and
Technicons past. I let myself get a memorial bowl of waftos with my quesadilla and veggies, since I've been walking a lot, lately. (Yes, I know I can make them at home, but it's just not the same without the atmosphere.)
On the way out, along the side porch, Jerry stopped dead. There was a song floating out of the bar. He caught it first, and then I did too, and we both cracked up! It was Queen - yep. Another One Bites the Dust! Score one
for the marvelous irony of life! *sigh* Dang. I'm so gonna miss that place. Still, the memories warm my heart. |
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| Global non-warming? |
[May. 18th, 2009|08:07 pm] |
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Last frost risk was supposed to be this past Sat. But there's a freeze warning for tonight. So I just covered up my outdoor plants, and brought the potted ones inside. Living room = greenhouse. *wry grin* |
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| Well damn- it's on WSLS website today - Bogen's is closing |
[May. 18th, 2009|07:51 am] |
This is turning out to be a real end-of-an era year. It's on WSLS this morning - Bogen's is closing at the end
of this month. I just was not expecting that. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news; but if folks want a couple of last gatherings there, now's the time. |
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