The Political Ones

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Jul 25, 2011 14

The love you take

This post is #1 in a series of 50 dedicated to the art and life of writing, in support of the 50 for 50 Project to benefit WriteGirl. If you like it, or if you think it could have been improved by a better writing education for its author, please give generously. And pass it […]

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Jan 10, 2011 12

Life in the silo

I believe in the essential goodness of people. I may forget it here and there, when I’m pressed for time, or not well-rested/-fed/-clothed, or when some deep, emotional trigger gets pulled. But usually, and fairly quickly, I recognize these lapses as such. They’re my (temporary) deviations from an essentially optimistic, basically loving worldview, brought on by […]

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An end-of-weekly roundup collecting fffffive of the fffffantabulous things I find stumbling around the web. Keep up with them day-to-day on one of the many other Internet outlets I stop by (or tweet at) during my daily travels. More about the genesis here. A journalist explains why he is (mostly) giving up being a blogger. […]

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I spent the better part of the weekend immersed in garbage. The garbage in question was plastic, specifically, the vast quantities of plastic pollution that are turning up everywhere: on beaches, in “far away” landfills,* in swirling aquatic gyres, and yes, even in our bodies. The immersion technique was an all-day event here in Los […]

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I hear there is a magical place of ease of grace of flowingness where one’s mind is like water one’s desk is, like, clean and shit gets done by the bucketload without the effort ever feeling effortful. I have bought the occasional day pass to this magical place only to be called back by sudden […]

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The BF and I returned today from a long trip through the desert (and back through the desert). In the home stretch, we were listening to This American Life podcasts, including one very funny one called “This I Used to Believe,” which was a gentle slam on the NPR series of a similar name, This […]

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There’s been a lot of ruckus about The Little Film That Could, a.k.a. Slumdog Millionaire, sweeping the Oscars on Monday. I haven’t seen it yet, but then, I haven’t seen the movie I’m about to tell all of you about, the one that won just one Acadamy Award, for Best Documentary Short Subject (if they’re […]

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Today was a very, very hard day for stuff getting done. Between watching the inauguration (before, during and after which I cried at least 15 times) and a brutal teeth cleaning (floss early, floss often, young people) I was pretty much a spent rag of a wreck by 3pm. So while our amazing new President […]

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The BF and I went to dinner tonight with the Happy Couple, an impromptu sort of a thing, as we all worked up a mighty hunger looking at yet another example of moderately-priced Los Angeles real estate. So many abound! Anyway, we went to a neighborhood joint, The BF’s neighborhood, which ain’t the ‘hood, but […]

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