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What Kind of Day Has It Been

The sun came out this morning after pouring yesterday and I found it fitting.

I woke up this morning, early, for the first time in a week, to get in early, to skip lunch, to leave early, to buy Obama/Biden buttons from the SF street vendor outside the BART, to vote, to get food and to [...]

Wounds that heal and cracks that fix…

…Tell me your own politik

It’s been a long time since I’ve gotten fired up about politics.

Aside from local skirmishes here and there, such as the tree sitters, I haven’t really given a damn since 2004. Even 2006 and the Dems winning back Congress was sort-of nice-but-not-interesting.

I’ve become complacent in being a Berkeley moderate. Which is [...]

My Advice to Tree-Sitters: Negotiate!

I wrote a long rant today on the Berkeley Oak Grove Protest in response to a post on the Berkeley LJ. I’m reproducing it here for view, posterity, and candor.

The Daily Cal’s version of the Open Letter that Prompted My Response

IMO, the whole thing is kind of an emotionally-charged psycho negotiation. But at heart, it’s [...]

It’s time I propose a toast…

Earlier tonight, at Mari and Evelyn’s housewarming party…

This toast is a little nerdy, so you’ll have to excuse me.

Groans and laughs of expectation

There’s an old saying that goes “May your house always be too small to hold all your friends.”

Aww.

Now as we know from thermodynamics:

Laughter

Given a constant volume…

I gesture to the [...]

Priority Shift

I’m sick. I should be getting better, but I think today/tonight I hit bottom.

Dayquil fucks you up. I went to class sooo strung out — feeling better, but loopy. I’m sticking to straight Tylenol from now on. It currently seems to be working.

Hopefully I’ll start feeling better by this evening. Cause dancing is important [...]