Reelection Day

Yesterday was an odd day.  All the momentum and anticipation pausing slightly before a somewhat disappointing finale.  Maybe it was Sandy, and the moist rainy hurricane-like weather here on the other blue coast.  Knowing there are very few wins and mostly constant compromise makes me feel old.  There is going to be rust and mold.

But today is fine.  Today I had a voodoo donut on the bridge.  The sunshine and clean air surrounded me not like dough around raspberry jelly.  But rather like the sky surrounds a flock of birds.  Looking back, fear and anguish seem foolish.

If it smells like death, it probably is

Happy Halloween.  I'm wearing my traditional holiday orange skirt from Alyson's mom today at work.  Tonight I'll be scary Grannie.

The vet just called to say Doh has malignant melanoma.  I haven't had the heart to kick her off the couch and bed even though she smells.  She still seems OK, has her appetite and wants to explore places she shouldn't.
Maybe she'll make it to her birthday in February.

Genocide Day?

AKA Columbus Day.  This past weekend celebrating Jack's 49th in the home of the 49ers I crossed the street from Chinatown into Little Italy and bought some Foccacia.

I love free outdoor concerts in the park.  Something old something new.

Some people called it San Francisco's Best Weekend Ever  San Francisco's Best Weekend Ever.  Although the Blue Angels were kind of annoying it was a great time.

I almost missed it

I've been sick since I fasted.  But I enjoyed the atoning.  My first sin of the New Year can be forgetting to blog about Yom Kippur.

I guess my ex decided to forgive me since he is communicating again.  I guess Nick wins some money for that.

There has been a lot happening that isn't explicit, but rather communication flying in the ether not expressed through scientific clear language but seemingly true and clear nonetheless.

I got paid back. 

I thought I could claim having achieved menopause but I started bleeding and have to start counting to one year without a period all over again.

I feel better when I dance.

I'm a Freebird?

Fall Equinox

The President was invested.  Autumn is here.  A long weekend
leads into a long week.

Summer is over again.  There are still some roses around
but the chill in the air is unmistakeable.

Riots in China starkly different from Mitt's description of thousands of virgins waiting for marriage. 

The radio teaches about bird calls--today it's the Red Breasted Nuthatch http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/red-breasted_nuthatch/sounds

L'Shana Tova

Gemini (May 21 - Jun 20)

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Tuesday, Sep 18th, 2012 -- Even if you get up on the wrong side of the bed today, life grows brighter as the day wears on. You may need to deal with an obstacle that has been placed in your path by your boss or some other authority figure. However, you don't have to confront the problem head-on yet; you can simply acknowledge it while dancing around its edges. You will be better equipped to handle the situation in a few days once the intensity settles down.

This morning was really rough.  Bad dreams and thoughts all around.  It's good to know life grows brighter.

Labor Day

The end of summer usually has a bittersweet component.

I'm happy to celebrate a day off from work today, watching Jerry Lewis.

He reminds me a bit of Barry Manilow, I guess, because this song was going through my head:

The next generation of kids got married this weekend. The best things for me were decorating my bike basket and phone calls with 3 people from the past.  But there were a lot of other good things too.

This next new year may be the one in which I can't count on having my health.