Monthly Archive for March, 2003

24 hours

I don’t really know when we’re leaving. Paul and I are perpetually late on our own, so when we get together it’s no better. But this is my head right now:
moabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoabmoab
See you on the 1st.

what this makes me want to do

This war, and the way it happened and is being handled and… makes me want to:

break things
cry
laugh
write really long editorial rants

In that order. But I think I’ll work backwards through the list.

embedded

I was watching a PBS pledge drive the other night, and they were showing a war special about WWII. It was about the US/Japan side of things, and featured a section on battles that showed some of the places my grandfather fought. They read a letter that got back to the states through a [...]

intense coincidence

As I mentioned, I’m reading Manufacturing Consent. I knew a little about some of the events detailed in it, but damn. The point of the book isn’t the events, they support the propaganda model that’s explained in the first chapter.
The timing of this is just another in the string of coincidences that is my life. [...]

not about war

I turned in an article today; the one about the FCC hearing. Good timing, since I just got Manufacturing Consent. I’ve been wanting to read Chomsky for a while, but I’ve been lazy. I’ve preferred to hear him on the radio and then go search out more clips online. It’s fun.

it ruined me

I was the 4th grade champion of my school for the Spelling Bee. I remember that they gave me the word “balk” and I didn’t know it, then they told me it was a 6th grade level word, and we hadn’t gotten that far yet, so I was back in. Blah, blah, I won. So [...]

they didn’t pick me

The following was a letter to the editor in The Seattle Times:
Delusions of candorI think the following succinctly states George W. Bush’s stand in regard to the many anti-Iraq war protests taking place in our country:
“I don’t have to listen to the people. The people didn’t vote for me!”
JoAnne Hardt Rudo, Seattle
Not the [...]

qsst

The rain deters me from doing anything active, like riding my bike. It also leads me to sit indoors, in front of my computer. My parents have always smoked inside, so when I moved back this last time, I too smoked inside. Which means, I smoke inside, especially when I’m sipping tea or coffee in [...]

another hot or not

This may have been around for a while, for all I know. Wow, blogging just keeps getting bigger and bigger. This anti-blog deal is interesting (couldn’t find one good link to explain it). Maybe I should just revert back to the original idea of this being my own nano-publishing site, rather than a blog….

red door

Nights like last night leave me dazed.
We closed down the bar at the Red Door, where a friend had her last night of work. I had no intention of staying out that late drinking, but these things happen.
My cure for feeling crappy this AM:
LimePearOrange smoothie. Yum.
And tonight I’m going to Common, GangStarr and Talib Kweli. [...]

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