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(no subject) [Aug. 24th, 2018|08:13 am]
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Well, LJ, you kind of asked for it. Few people (that I know) seem to be left here, making this an ideal place to post again.

In the last few years, I have gotten the chance to work with some really smart and interesting younger women. They're so much more together than I ever was a couple of decades ago. I love hearing about their work and their hobbies and all the funny little things that happen to them. And I feel like they are really going to make a big difference in the world. They already have more reach than women did twenty years ago, and it does not look like they are letting it go to waste. This makes me really happy.

I just have to be careful that they do not think I am a weird stalker.
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(no subject) [Aug. 22nd, 2018|08:29 am]
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Just checking in! 
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(no subject) [Aug. 11th, 2014|09:02 pm]
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The storms have blown all the hot weather away, and the air is almost crisp. Hooray!

In other news, today I got two fillings at the Gucci dentist  and our dryer broke. Not hooray. 
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Dumdeedumdumdeedeedum [Aug. 10th, 2014|02:59 pm]
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After nearly three years in the UK, I am starting to think more about writing. I've gotten completely out of the habit -- not just LJ, but keeping my own journal and the big stack of poetry I'd been working on. I honestly believe it was the trauma of leaving and trying to get used to everything being upside down. I think I've been a bit shell shocked.

Of course the problem with not writing anything for three years is that you kind of forget how you used to do it, so I think this is a good place to start... even if LJ is now Russian and Putin will hold my thoughts hostage or have his puppet Snowden hold me up as an example of western oppression. Or more likely, western fatandlaziness.

Just now, the dregs of Hurricane Bertha are rolling through my neighborhood. For a good ten minutes I watched the last big band of storm come up. The sky changed from white fluffy clouds to dark as night really quickly. The wind picked up and I could hear the roar of the rain about ten seconds before it got here, which gave me just enough time to leap inside and close the sliding door. Giant drops of rain blowing sideways -- it was brilliant! I stood in front of one of the open front windows and watched the whole thing. The best bit was the rain and wind kicking up the smell of the lavender that grows under the window and saying out loud, "now this is rain" like the irritating American that I am.

It's so rare to get real weather here. Of course, when it comes, it creates chaos. Everything floods, everything gets cancelled -- except for work of course. You still have to get to work and if you can't they dock your vacation time. So not the workers paradise we'd all like to imagine... except I do get 28 days of vacation so, whatever.

K is working today -- a consulting shift that pays very well since it's a Sunday. The last time he did one, nearly a third of the scheduled patients didn't show up. But it's the foreigners what are using up all the money in the NHS. Malarky. They need to make people for missed appointments and repeated treatments of drunken injuries -- then they'd have plenty of cash. 
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(no subject) [Jul. 16th, 2012|07:15 am]
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My first wedding anniversary weekend - even talking about "my anniversary," makes me feel like an old married lady, but in a good way.

After work on Friday, we met at a pub called The Castle near Faringdon. In hindsight, I should have taken the five minute tube ride because I was soaked after the ten minute walk. Wet and bedraggled, a run in my stockings, make up slightly smeared, and wearing purple sneakers with my business clothes, and that leaves out the bit about being 40 and deemed obese by the Wii Fit on a daily basis. I am legendarily ridiculous, but this did not stop us from having a pint and some dinner in the city. 

Saturday morning we packed up our bags and went back into town for our London anniversary weekend. We stayed at Charring Cross Hotel, which is trying to be a nice place despite the fact that Charring Cross Underground is the most pee smelling station in London. Given the circumstances, I think the hotel is doing very well - nice rooms, bathrobes and slippers. I don't think they will make it though, because they are selling themselves as an Executive Hotel and if you want the business trade but don't quite have enough hot water to go around on a Sunday morning, you'll never make it.

We spent some of the afternoon wandering around Trafalgar Square, and had a nice visit with the Caravaggio's and VanGogh's in National Gallery. The square itself was blocked off for some kind of dance event, and we saw loads of people with colorful dots on their shirts but never could figure out what was happening when. Which is like most Olympic experiences.

In the evening we had a not very fancy but fairly delicious barbecue dinner are Garfunkles, which may be the UK equivalent of Applebees. There is a weird shortage of barbecue sauce here, and they seem to only lightly shake the bottle over top of your plate, instead of coating things in it. This is odd because given the chance they will slather anything with mayonnaise so it's not like they do not enjoy their sauces.

And then for our very special treat, we went to see "Singing in the Rain." It was lovely. Most of the London Theater is basically ridiculous -- it's all musical versions of the Lion King and then shows made out of pop songs like Mama Mia. At least "Singing in the Rain" has the advantage of 70 years of dignity built in.

In line at intermission, a lady from California struck up a conversation. It's always slightly awkward to have random conversations with other Americans. You feel like you should instantly hit it off, but not all Americans were meant to be magical best friends. There's also a pretty big divide between Americans on holiday, and Americans who live here. It goes something like,

"You live here, that's amazing, you must be so happy!" "Nope, the weather has been horrible, I miss my parents, the commute is atrocious, and Target is the best store in the Universe. This place sucks and I'm miserable at least 20% of the time." "Oh." 

Should I just start lying? It is getting better, but I cannot say that I love living here when most of my clothes are starting to smell like mildew because, like most people, we don't have dryer and it takes three days for them to dry.

After the show, we Walked in the Rain to the Savoy, and had massively overpriced and delicious drinks at The American Bar. I now want to buy silver cups and learn to make Mint Juleps.

Yesterday, finding ourselves in Central London on day with limited rain, we thought we ought to take a look around the place. We took a Big Bus Tour, which turned out to be mostly terrible as I think Kristjan and I could have done a better job than the prerecorded commentary which was mostly music. How can that even happen? They ran out of random things to say about London? But it was good to ride around the city. We saw the Olympic rings hanging from Tower Bridge, and the Olympic Road lanes which pop up without warning and cut off the flow of traffic.

We got off the bus and took a walk near Hyde Park, and could hear the booming speakers for blocks. They've been having concerts there -- Kylie was canceled for mud, but Bruce Springsteen was there Saturday night, and Madonna is some night this week. I understand the park has been turned into a mud pit, and given how load the Sunday afternoon test was, the neighbors must be well and truly annoyed. All that aside, our walk intentionally took us by the US Embassy, and I was very happy to see my flag.

After that jam packed weekend, there was nothing left to do but rush home so that we could get a dehumidifier from Argos. It has to stand upright for a day before you can use it, but we are very excited to start extracting water from our damp flat.

For the record, it has rained for at least a week and a day. Yesterday was mostly dry but I heard rain late last night, and it is raining this morning. 8 Days of rain and counting. Tomorrow should be dry, but this has been the weather all summer -- rain for a week, on dry day, rain for ten days, and one dry day.
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(no subject) [May. 29th, 2012|08:40 pm]
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Good Golly. Just watched an episode of Panorma about racist, violent, anti-Semitic, football supporters in the Ukraine and Poland. Apparently there's a club of supporters that likes to give the old Nazi salute. In addition to setting things on fire in stadiums and wearing their white power gear, one set of them does militia style training and has a Confederate flag on display in their club house. 

In a thousand years, I would not have expected to see such scenes from Poland and the Ukraine. All I can think of is about this kid I went to elementary school with whose Ukrainian mother came in to show us the fancy painted eggs. Certainly, 99% of all residents of these two countries are probably completely disgusted and fall on the painted egg rather than the painted swastika side of things, but still shocking! And the police chief who said, "Oh, that is not a Nazi salute, they are just pointing," was so unable to believe his own lie he couldn't even look at the camera. 

Anyway, you could look for it if you're interested. I wouldn't say it was educational, but I found it more disturbing than those old Dateline specials about the militias in Idaho. 
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(no subject) [May. 8th, 2012|08:42 pm]
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I am really doing a lousy job. Meh. 

Things were very dark and dreary. Unemployment did not suit me at all, and I developed a nasty eye twitch and started having nightmares every night. Then I got to temping again, and the eye twitch went away. Then my sister showed up and I got a job offer on the same day. An offer for a good job, doing things I like to do and making nearly as much as my old salary. Given the cost of living in London, that's really a step backwards, but I will take it. 

Things are ok here, but I hate knowing that we may never have a little house with a backyard. We'll see. 
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(no subject) [Sep. 27th, 2011|03:32 pm]
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I'm going to be brave here, and leave this public. Who knows what kind of spam will appear! I spent some time today looking at videos of the Occupy Wall Street protests. It's interesting to contrast the kinds of people who appear in videos from various media sources.

The protesters all have videos of mean police arresting people. I find these a bit hard. I wasn't there, so I don't know that I can always say who was right and who was wrong. I have the benefit of being related to a few police, and having known many more from my days in the army/navy store. So, you know, lots of police are fine and really just want to get through the day with a minimum amount of paperwork, which is what we all want, really.

I see people being arrested and/or maced when they do not seem to be doing anything, but I'm not there. I don't know what happened ten minutes before, I can't hear the exchanges between the police and the protesters, and I don't know what's going on around the corner. I can't make heads or tails of it. I know some police are jerks, and I know some protesters are jerks. Maybe it's just always bad news when the jerks manage to find each other.

In one video, the crowd started chanting, "let her go," as young lady was cuffed against a car. I reached a personal best in the shallowness category because all I could think of was, "Donna Martin Graduates!"

Then there are the videos from mainstream media outlets. How do they always manage to find the biggest weirdos to interview? "Hey, that kid hasn't showered in four days, let's get him!" It's so consistent that it has to be intentional. I do not think that they are trying to discredit the protests necessarily, but I think they know that interviewing a kid with blue hair and tattoos will keep eyes on the screen longer than interviewing the nice mom from Brooklyn. I can remember so many anti-war demos in DC that were peopled by regular middle class folk but turned up on the news as a montage of smelly black block kids.

So the best video I saw was from RT News. Not to say that they do not have an agenda, but I feel like they at least get more comments from different kinds of people who are participating. You can still disagree wildly, but you can no longer disagree because it's just some "hippie weirdo." They do not interview police (probably can't), but they took the trouble to provide more background and information.

By and large, it's hard to know what to think about everything. It's a big terrible mess, but I can't say that I have a solution for it. And I'm happily middle class now, so I have a bigger stake in the status quo. I like our nice TV and staying in fancy hotels. I don't want the revolutionaries to take it from me, and I don't want the bankers to squeeze me out of it.

But I'm probably kidding myself. In the long run, it's just not sustainable. Best to just enjoy it as long as I can.
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(no subject) [Aug. 3rd, 2011|09:54 pm]
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I know I am not the first person to say this, but the idea that "LiveJournal is now the main communications resource of civil society in Russia,” Tomsk political activist Victor Korb wrote on his blog. “For all of LiveJournal’s many software weaknesses, it is far and beyond other social networks in its accessibility and its serious and active community. LiveJournal is the main organizer of those rare and modest local victories of civil society over the stultifying regime of ‘stability.’” kind of blows my mind. You mean to say that people in other countries have bigger problems than boys being mean to them? Freaky!

http://www.themoscowtimes.com/opinion/article/web-will-win-in-cyber-war/441377.html
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