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July 9th, 2009

I've spent the last few months worrying about what I thought was my son's increased self-absorption. I realize that most six-year-olds are narcissists, but this was out of control. The demands for toys and treats was ceaseless. Plus he just seemed perpetually annoyed and gritchy and scowly, and because I am a Professional Worrier, I assumed this was what he was growing up into. A jerk. And there was nothing I could do about it.

But the wheel, it has turned. As it does. His mood has brightened. He's open to talking about topics that are not Why His Life is Awful Because He Doesn't Have X Lego Set. He's looking around him, wondering what's been going on with the rest of the world while he was busy sulking. And once again I realize I should give the worrying a rest. Will I ever figure this out?

Yesterday I asked him to go into a store and get something for me while I waited outside with the dog. He performed this task so admirably—I could see him through the store window, saying please and thank you in all the right places, while the guys behind the counter grinned down at him—that when he returned and handed me my change, I said, "You keep it." It was a dollar. He was shocked. A dollar? He could buy out the toy store with this wealth! Buy all the Hershey bars in the universe!

We walked half a block, debating the merits of spending vs. saving. We were waiting outside the grocery store for Scott, and as we stood there, Henry said hello to a homeless man asking for change. Then he handed him the dollar. They exchanged a high-five. Henry walked back to me and said, "That was totally worth it—he was such a nice guy." I waited for him to ask for another dollar, but he never mentioned it again.

Scott came out of the store and we made our way home. Along the way, we talked about homelessness and poverty and inequality and what Henry could do to change things. He's got some big ideas, people. Wait until you hear.

Today, I found a website. I find lots of them daily, but they mostly suck. This one is kind of funny, if you feel like sifting through the dreck to get to the funny. So today's site du jour is My Parents Joined Facebook. The subtitle reads,"Congratulations! Your parents just joined Facebook. You life is officially over."

I thought all that was funny enough in itself. Then I had another funny/*facepalm* thought: my stepfather just sent me a friend request on Facebook. Yesterday.

Aaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have something to get off my chest. I would be blissfully happy if I never have to hear the phrase "Real Americans" again. There's been a lot of talk about "Real Americans," both implicitly and explicitly, on this blog and almost every other blog I've been reading this week. Not to mention the newspapers. Reading it all day after day, taking it in, I've seen a common thread everywhere that I'm going to try and delicately extract. And then eviscerate.

(I know I'm mixing my metaphors).

It all sort of started with Douthat's column in the New York Times last Sunday about Sarah Palin. Douthat argued that the failure of Sarah Palin's political career was a failure of the "democratic ideal," which is apparently that "anyone can grow up to be a success story without going to Columbia or Harvard." I don't know if I can make a pithy statement about what the "democratic ideal" is, but whatever it is, it sure as hell ain't that. Yglesias pointed out why Douthat's asserted class divide didn't make sense (with bonus charts!).

Douthat's view of class is an incredibly simplistic one where the name of your Alma Mater is apparently what matters most. Where you can position Barack Obama in a higher class than Sarah Palin because of where he went to school. Sure, education matters. But Douthat wants to think it matters the most because, like many east coast conservatives--surprise!--he's the recipient of an Ivy League education himself. Hell, he parlayed his experience at Harvard into a whole book. But by his own description, then, Douthat is not himself a Real American, because the Real Americans are the ones who didn't go to college went to community college went to college in Idaho.

Liberals have tried to take back the Real American label from the Republican rhetoric of white populism, and I'm sorry to break it to you guys, but we failed. We'll continue to fail. I objected to Taddy's post the other day which talked about Real Americans. As long as we're bickering over who is and who is not Real Americans, we're fucked. Because the rhetorical history of "Real Americans" is white people. It has always been a dog whistle for talking about white people, and we can not change it into a dog whistle for talking about something other than white people. What else is it? Real Americans = people? No, it is far too loaded to be something as simple as that.

Besides, even if we could construct something non-racist about what constitutes a "Real American," it would inevitably exclude people who are not actually Americans. What about the people who just immigrated? What about people with dual citizenship? Our government should stand for and protect all the people living in this country.

If you make an assertion about what a "Real American" is, you are implicitly making an assertion that there is a group of people who are not "Real Americans." And you're wrong. I don't care who it is. People with stable jobs, rich people, white people, people who drink lattes, people who live in New York City, people who have no education, people with every degree in the book, unemployed people, welders, college professors, and CEOs. Even Sarah Palin. All real Americans.

Any concept you can envision about what a Real American is, unless you mean it to mean "every single person in this country" (in which case it's a pretty meaningless term) is going to leave out huge swaths of people that you actually might give a shit about.

I want to draw your attention to two particularly excellent posts on this subject. The first is from Ta-Nehisi Coates. You've got to read the whole thing, because it's great, but this part is particularly excellent:
For most of this country's history, being black and brilliant was not something that set you a part from other black people--it was something that could get you killed by white people. A study of this country's history reveals to not be hyperbole. This notion that white people of medium talents could rise to rule the world was not simply "the democratic ideal," it was the tyranny of our lives--with depressing, disastrous effects. The idea that mediocre white people could rise to incredible levels of power was not so much an ideal for us--it was the whole point of white supremacy.
So you can see here that the idea that average folk should be able to rise to the presidency isn't just weird and insidious, it's actually racist.

The second post comes from Amanda Marcotte, writing from a totally different perspective than Coates, but with some great observations about how white populism isn't even really about white populism. It's not even about identifying with middle-class white people in the South, because if you are a middle class white person in the south and you are a feminist, or a liberal, or you think being gay is okay, you're automatically disqualified. "Real Americans" really means "other people who are also bigots." She says:
I know how to two-step, and can probably sing every word to "The Chair". I’ve shot beer cans off fences, slept on trampolines, and I’ve had friends that don’t have indoor flushable toilets. I use the phrase “pepper belly” without a trace of irony. I was born in Texas, and have lived my whole life in Texas, and the two months I spent in small town Virginia drove me nuts in no small part because I thought most people put on too many airs. [...]

Despite possessing all the stated markers for being a member of the salt-of-the-earth tribe, I doubt Douthat would consider me a member like he does Sarah Palin, even though I think I beat her on many counts, including the fact that neither my parents nor some of my exes even have college degrees. [...]

The reason is obvious, if politely unstated: I’m not in because I’m not a believer in sexism, racism, or American imperialism. I don’t believe white people are better than everyone else, I don’t think that it’s such a great idea to force women to bear children against their will, and I don’t rally round the flag when some politician starts coming up with excuses to invade another country to steal their resources and/or start a libertarian experiment.
You should read the whole thing; it's really great. Read it and tell me that this fetishization of middle America or red states or salt-of-the-earth-people or Average Americans or, finally, Real Americans is not anything but a lie. It is a political tactic used to rally other people who are 1) white 2) afraid that giving rights to anyone who's not white/male/heterosexual might mean that mediocre people don't get a pass anymore just because they look like Everyman.

A lot of people call this identity politics. But is isn't really identity politics. For a long time, I instinctively got my back up every time I heard that phrase, because it's got very negative connotations. Identity politics is bad, right? Republicans say that the nomination of Sonia Sotomayor was "identity politics" because she wouldn't have been nominated if she weren't a Puerto Rican woman. Same with Barack Obama, and Hillary Clinton, and and and.

Usually our response, as non-bigots is "no, [the person] is very smart and has accomplished this and this and this and this." But I propose another response:

So what?

Would Sotomayor have been nominated if she weren't a Puerto Rican woman? Probably not. If Sonia Sotomayor's name was really Joseph Miller and she was a white guy? No. Because Barack Obama was specifically looking for a highly qualified female judge, and if he could get it a highly qualified female judge of color, to put on the bench. And that's okay.

Let me repeat it: that's okay. Because it is good to have diversity on the court. It is good for the court itself. It is good for the decisions that that court hands down. It is good for the people who share a gender and/or ethnic identity with that person. This is what they mean when they talk about identity politics: picking someone because of who they are, what they look like, where they grew up. That's not only okay, it's essential in a multi-cultural society like the one we have. Because whites get to have one of their own on the court. Hell, they get to have eight of their own. Latino(a)s say, well, we want one of our own, too. And they should get it, if not all the time, at least once in a while, don't you think?

Identity politics shouldn't be a dirty word. I want there to be some identity politics. I want for African-Americans, and Latinos, and Asians, and gays and lesbians and people with disabilities to get one of their own up there sometimes. If people aren't qualified, don't pick 'em. It should be plain to everyone by now that there's more than one qualified person for any job, and you can't always just pick the best person. There's rarely any obvious best. So, sometimes, one of the things you consider in who you pick among all the people who have crossed the qualification threshold is race or gender or ethnicity or sexual orientation or disability.

And that's okay. That's good.

The "Real Americans" nonsense that the Republicans trot out every time there's an election and, well, any time they open their mouths, that's not identity politics. Because as Marcotte so ably argued, how you look and where you're from doesn't make you part of the tribe. It's whether you're a bigot (but you also have to be white/not-urban/Christian too).

So let's just stop with the those people aren't Real Americans bit. Even if the those people are racist populist assholes. Just like when it precedes any other noun, "real" just serves as a way to us-and-them. Just like "real women have curves!" doesn't do anything to fight the absurd cultural beauty standards we inflict on women (people without curves aren't real women?), "real Americans" only serves to divide us. And we are divided, yes. But real and not-real isn't where the division lies. It's fear of change against embracing change. It's exclusion against inclusion. It's bigotry against tolerance. It's hate against love.
I missed all the fun, but caught up with The Cajun Boy's article on Gawker - Look Who's Snarking Now: Novelist Uses Twitter to Trash Critic - Roberta Silman.

Guess I got off easy with Leslie Miller's mild reaction to my review of Let Me Eat Cake, but then she could have encountered the NYT critic who trashed three cooking books in one Sunday review and minced no words doing it. Related articles are in Boston.com, LA Times, and MediaBistro. Meeow!

“…I’m just the sort of person who kind of knows what he wants to say; I can’t remember ever staring at the blank screen, trying to think of what to write.”

~Pogue’s Productivity Secrets Revealed, NY Times

My latest social networking experiment is quite easy to follow. MrTweet is a service for making and receiving Twitter recommendations: Georganna Hancock (GLHancock)'s Profile on Mr. Tweet. I've sent one MrTweet-generated request to followers (now 156 All Organic!):

Hi folks! Mind dropping me a recommendation at http://mrtweet.com/recommend?rec&user=GLHancock ? Much appreciated! #MrTweet
The only question I have is this: Why does Mr. Tweet's "5 Reasons to do so" page only list three reasons? Really only one:

1. Why do so? Because your recommendations has a real impact

Perhaps Mr. Tweet needs a content editor? At least a proofreader!
Yesterday morning could've turned into a big mess, but it came together OK in the end. At 7AM, I headed off to Ahoskie in northeastern NC. My colleague, Ind., and I were scheduled to meet with a QI program coordinator (who helped arrange the meeting) and a staff member at an Ahoskie family practice clinic to talk about the clinic's hypertension protocols and incorporating the incentive reusable grocery bags my program helped produce. The message on these cloth bags: "Eat Healthy to Prevent Heart Attacks & Strokes: Use less salt; Make more meals at home; Enjoy more fruits and vegetables."

I was glad that the 1.5 hr drive was a pretty straight shot up hwy 11 from Greenville, so I didn't get lost. I passed a lot of corn and flowering tobacco fields, and had to go around a large tractor on the highway. However, things started to go a bit wonky when I was a few miles outside of Ahoskie and really had to pee. Read more... )

After those multiple rough moments, we got down to business and were able to hash out the use of the incentive bags, even putting in a tentative plan to track the influence of the incentives (compare providers with incentives to providers without incentives--is there a difference in mean pt. BPs? Do pts with incentives maintain normal BPs compared to those without?). I don't think we'll get any data that's truly significant, but it's good to show the effort. Such is practice vs. research, and I'm very much in public health practice: it shows through the messiness of getting things done sometimes.

The rumor I heard was true! Dr. Charles is back and that is reason alone to post something here.

(The other word on the street is that I shall have internet service installed tomorrow. Now that my circumstances have improved in several spheres, the creative qi is flowing and posts shall follow. In the meantime, go visit the good Dr. Charles.)

July and August are the hottest part of the summer up here in the north, so I like to find delicious, healthy treats that will cool us off at the same time. A good lemon ice will do all three, kids will like the tangy flavor, they’re getting healthy citrus and vitamin C while they’re cooling off at the same time.

I have a simple recipe I use for my summer lemon ice.

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Lemon Ice

1/2 cup sugar

2 lemons

zest from one lemon

About one cup of water (t0 taste)

Mix all the ingredients together in a medium sauce pan, and heat and mix until the sugar dissolves. Then pour the mixture into ice cube trays, and stick in the freezer until frozen. Reserve a little of the mixture to pour over the ice when you crush it. Once the mixture is frozen into ice cubes, put them into a food processor, or blender to crush with the reserved lemon mixture. Enjoy!

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So within 4 years if a person sells more than one property he/she is liable to be taxed, depending on whether said person is deemed to be a "trader"?

Why are there no details about what constitutes as a trader?

What if a person decides to downgrade (e.g. S$2 million home to a S$500,000 condominium)? Why should anyone be taxed for that? Let's assume the first home was bought in pre-crisis 2008, and homeowner cannot afford the current payments and is forced to downgrade.

So much for curbing inflation in a stable market. They've only succeeded in inducing an unhealthy climate of nerves and confusion.

Fantastig Toch

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I've been in a crazy good mood, humming though the streets and skipping to the coffee machine. Despite the rain, the landscapers are making steady progress on *my* garden and it looks like when we get back from France in August we will be able to sit outside till late in the evening playing with fire and drinking beers and generally enjoying ourselves.

Also in the arena of home improvement, it looks like our schemes to replace all the rotting windows pains with new window which will span from ceiling to floor are financially feasible and will only raise our - now quite low monthly mortgage payments - slightly. Tess and I are both very excited about this as it will make the house so much more livable, spacious and light.

Financially I also appear to be generally in a healthy place for the first time in two years. All my accounts are in the positive and with lots of confirmed assignments for the fall, things should stay that way. It's got me toying around with the idea of starting on the whole driver's liscense thing again.

Lots of fun designs to be realized in coming months and I'm excited about it all.

Pictures to come.

I leave you with this lovely song from Eva de Roovere. Fantastig Toch:




Chocolate Crinkles

I know, I know… I owe you all a big 52WoC catch-up party. That’s why one of the things on my ‘To Do List’ during my Uni semester break is to hold our 52WoC Virtual Party #8. Now, here we are!

And, since I have a lot of catching up to do, I hope you don’t mind that I put together Weeks 31 to 40 in this party. I was supposed to give away one (1) $25 Gift Certificate and one (1) surprise goody bag for this party. Well, I’m doing that - but adding an extra goody bag as a catch-up. So yes, we have not one, not two, but THREE 52WoC participants from weeks 31 to 40 who’ll end up as the lucky winners of this party’s giveaways.

Anyway, as per tradition, I’m handing out some virtual party food. This time, help yourself to some of my chocolate crinkles. I’ve been making them and feeding people with them, so here ‘ya go… ;-)

Now, for a round-up of our participants (more below + announcement of winners…)

Participants in 52WoC #31: Email a Blogger -

Participants in 52WoC #32: NaBloPoMo and NaNoWriMo Time! -

Participants in 52WoC#33: Holiday Fun Swap -

Participants in 52WoC #34: Interview Time  -

Participants in 52WoC #35: Random Comment Love  -

Participants in 52WoC #36: Holiday Cheer -

Participants in 52WoC#37: Goals, Plans, and More for the New Year -

Participants in 52WoC#38: Join or Start a Challenge -

Participants in 52WoC#39: Your Feedback Needed  -

Participants in 52WoC #40: We Love Our Blog Community -

And the winners are (first 3 names get prizes!)…

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Congrats, Rachel Cotterill - you get the $25 Gift Certificate. Just email me your preference (Flickr Pro, Picnik Pro, etc) — or your Paypal address (if you prefer to receive this prize this way).

Also, congrats Em Dy - you get the surprise goody bag. And, Nicola, congrats as you’re getting a second surprise pack. :-) Please email me your mailing addresses so I can send your gifts.

Thanks again to everyone who have been supporting 52WoC. This is taking a lot longer than I expected. But, I’m so happy with how you’re all helping to keep this up with me.

We’re currently on task #42, so we only have 10 more to go. And, that means that there are 10 more tasks that you can join for more chances of receiving a 52WoC gift and taking part in our virtual parties. :-)

Until the next party…

Much love to ‘ya all…

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This video made my day! So I've written about Twilight (and Buffy) here. Finally someone has paired Buffy and Edward and as Jezebel wrote so eloquently:

In this brilliantly edited clip by Rebellious Pixels, Edward shows up at Sunnydale High and tries to put the moves on Buffy Summers, who sees right through his sparkly bs, shutting him down at every opportunity. Everything that is portrayed in Twilight as super romantic about Edward is exposed as creepy and stalkerish here, which is fantastic, as Edward Cullen's creepiness too often gets a pass from those who brush aside his controlling, stalkerish ways as the signs of "true love." Edward is not the dreamboat here—he's the enemy. The best part? Edward lays down his famous line, "You're like my own personal brand of heroin," and Buffy responds, "Oh my god, what are you, 12?" It's amazing—see for yourself:


Leather care service?

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Does anyone know where to go for leather cleaning/care service. Preferably affordable. Thanks!!

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[At around seven o’clock I’ll be reading the bit below as an introduction to my writer’s group. Thought I’d share it with you here as well.] The little house I moved into...

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Am reading this article from Vanity Fair online about "culture snob". The writer of the article, at one point, wrote:

Single women in their 30s and 40s gripping a teenage-vampire tale or a Harry Potter—they seem to be hanging out a surrender flag.


Having just finished reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince; being crazy about a certain literary vampire called Edward Cullen for a while; and currently reading Let the Right One In; I feel seriously offended. :-D

By the way, the article is very good. Often, I enjoy reading magazines like Vanity Fair or GQ because of those articles. Luckily I can read most of them online, or I could easily go broke just for buying the magazines.

Wednesday, July 8

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~ you can't tell in the pic... but a lot of the weeds are back.
Little bastards.

loads of rain...
with patches of beautiful.
so, yeah, weird day.
~ but there was some serious kick ass rain in the middle of the afternoon... (out the windows at work, but apparently, not here at home. :D) just awesome pounding rain.

I kinda, sorta selfishly, dig getting up in the house full of sleeping monkeys with summer solstice 7:00 sunshine and taking care of getting myself off to work... which includes a great big breakfast with Perry - my fav platypus - on the tube and everybody else (except the cat) sleeping away. :D

wearing
~ eased up a bit and dropped the whole tie thing.
~ but... day three with the dark trousers... which appear to be "pilling" on the top of the thigh, and - of course - nowhere else.
~ black tee, blue summer shirt. :)
planning
~ eh... it was Wednesday. Today... blink blink gone!
~ made it to the gym at lunch... which does, btw, translate into me becoming a puddle of sweat and clingy fabric ... (and I re-animate in the shower. :D)
~ and steaks for dinner...
~ then off to my folks house to force them to let us help with the packing a little. :)
wishing
~ to point out that my day was way better than yours because I got to talk to mylifeasamomlittle-mrs-awesome on the phone...
and ~ that [info]odyssey_road feels the respect she deserves for taking on hard choices. Sends you some lj love...

Birthday moments...
Happy birthday [info]suburbiadaze. :) I hope the year and the job both reward you well.
And happy birthday [info]dana7880, if you're out there... :D I hope you're having fun and that you had a grand day today.

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I honestly do NOT understand why there is no big hugh and cry over the abject failure of the Chalk River Nuke Plant (Medical Isotope Land) and the fact that, the government FIRED the former director of that facility when she said the plant was not ready (back in 2007) to work without further repairs and was in danger of having a much more challenging failure if left unchecked.
Now... is "more challenging failure" time...
She was so right and she was sooooo smacked down by the government for taking the time to be right.

~ time to go... off to units. :D
see ya.
There's a great article here by someone who works for Jane's Due Process--a group that tries to help girls who can't get parental consent (parents dead/jailed/serving in Iraq/abusive) negotiate the judical bypass process, which is basically a joke but is all these girls have left.

For my own part, it looks pretty cut and dried to me.  Those parents who are not whacked out and abusive about sex will be the first people their pregnant daughters turn to for advice, so in this case the law is unnecessary and even insulting.   And those parents who *are* whacked out and abusive about sex don't T DESERVE a say in what their daughters do, and in this case the law is actively harmful. 

Unnecessary when it isn't actively harmful: pretty much the definition of a bad law.

I'm midway through Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, and it makes me want to make homemade cheese. Yeah. Considering going back to vegetarianism from raw vegan and cooked vegan. Dunno. Feeling low on the willpower at the moment, especially after a weekend of eating blah salads at restaurants because there were no other options. Greenville ain't vegan friendly, fo' sho'. Rather than continuing to restrict my diet, maybe a healthier option would be to take up the mantra of another former aspiring raw vegan: "Don't eat crud." I like that. So, I think I'm going to allow milk again, and limited eggs (I never ate much of them anyway), and go back to vegetarianism. When I'm living in a place that allows me to be a vegan (ie. a place with a natural foods place like Whole Foods), I may go back to it. Meanwhile, I'll still incorporate many of the dishes, smoothies, and salads in my diet which I learned to make over the past few months.


Watching the pilot episode online on hulu.
Except in very limited circumstances that do not apply to most married women, under Singaporean law, a man who rapes his wife is not considered to have committed rape.

This campaign is calling for this to be changed - so that all forced sex would be treated as rape, regardless of whether the parties are married.

No To Rape

Please sign and pass the link on via email, Facebook, Twitter, LJ etc. The site also has some resources if you are interested in spreading the word in other ways.

Originally published at keat n candice. You can comment here or there.

Without a doubt, MJ is the King of Pop, one of the greatest entertainers in our era. Beneath all these fame and titles, is a man who never had a real childhood and never got to live a normal life like the rest of us. As his brother mentioned in MJ’s memorial, he can’t even walk down a street without having a crowd forming around him. That’s pretty sad for a king, isn’t it..

I wasn’t the greatest fan but MJ’s music was definitely part of my growing up days. Listening to his songs now makes me reminisce about the good ol’ days and think of what I was doing then. And I must say, his MTVs are the coolest then!

I digressed. Watching the memorial service made MJ real. Real as a person, not a king. He’s a father, son, brother, friend and so much more to people who benefitted from his humanitarian efforts. It did make me wonder where were these people who claimed to love him so much when MJ was having so much trouble with his life. But then again, who are we to say that they were not supporting him then? Who knows..he may have collapased then without their support.

MJ has gone too soon. I’m sure that his kids would have gotten to see how awesome a performer their daddy was if only the concerts happen. Nonetheless, I hope his family and children got to see how loved their dad is and will be by people worldwide. He’s a legend, no less! God bless him and his family..

July 8th, 2009

Today's lunch

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There are a whole bunch of recipes for salad ideas online. Finding just vegetarian salads doesn't help narrow it down that much either! I generally follow them and make my own depending on what we have in the fridge and pantry.

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Today, I got some - Lettuce, red onions (less than a quarter - just to get some flavour), carrot, red, yellow, orange bell peppers, tomatoes, radish, strawberries, pepper jack cheese, walnuts & pine nuts, a teaspoon of olive oil.

Toss them in a mixing bowl, stir add some lemon juice, black pepper and voila the salad is ready! How much really depends on you. This will take me through three meals. I have toast with a bit of butter and a small cup of plain yogurt on the side and that's my lunch.

Continuing the crime writing theme from yesterday at The Outfit: A Collective of Chicago Crime Writers: in Kudos for the Pros by Michael Dymmoch, he muses on great windy city writers he's learned from (what, no Studs Terkel?) and reminds us of peers with a question:
Blogging seems to have taken over as the medium for getting ideas across, and those of us with a life or occupation now have too many talented writers to keep up with. But all of them, wherever their work appears, continue to remind us that we belong to a community of people who value ideas and appreciate those ideas skillfully presented.

With so many terrific writers to choose from, how do you decide with whom to spend your time?
I admit to being torn: if I spend time reading the paper(s) at Starbucks, or one I buy on Sunday, I feel guilty taking time away from the computer. If I spend all day at the keyboard, as I did yesterday, I wonder what I missed in the paper, pauper that it has become. An article ripped out, literally, from the news is so much better a reminder of an idea on which to riff, expand, follow up, than one held as a bookmark, social or otherwise, or as a draft in my Blogger account.

And another way to choose with whom to spend writerly time is in the real life community of writers I am blessed to have around, as I wrote the other day in Socializing for Success. sai4jtqpnr

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Still no Internet access.
Off to Paris for the weekend.

I leave you with the weird Dame Darcy for solace:

The latest Baby Alive isn’t feeling well, and she needs her mommy to make it all better. Your little girl can play “Dr. Mom,” and use her mothering skills to nurse Baby Alive Better Now Baby back to health.

The Baby Alive Better Now Baby set includes an aspirator to clear her nose, a sippy cup to make sure she gets plenty of fluids. Your child can check Baby Alive’s temperature with her teddy bear thermometer. Give her medicine with her magic spoon, and don’t forget to change her diaper!

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When Baby Alive is feeling better the teddy bear on her thermometer changes from a frown to a smile.

The best part is, Baby Alive Better Now Baby requires no batteries to go from sick to well again. She’s available at most major retailers and at HasbroToyShop.com.

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Slow down.

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A shriek from outside, a sickening noise almost inaudible, and then another I couldn’t identify. Tires on a curb? And then angry shouts, a deep, bellowing male voice, a woman crying...

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What about me?
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After more than 4 years of battling with Matt's eczema, we still haven't found a solution to his problem. The poor boy is still plagued by rashes on various parts of his body, most noticeably on his arms and his legs. My heart aches whenever I see him scratch till his skin bleeds and how he would cry in pain when his broken skin comes into contact with water. Then there are the blotchy patches - after effects of 'the cream' - which Matt has to contend with after the affected area is healed.

I really feel for him. I can imagine how difficult it is for an adult to resist a scratch so what more for a kiddo like him? I got to commend him for making great effort not to scratch his skin too hard when I am with him. He'll just rub on the itchy area instead, just as I've told him to do.

Given that Matt is older and understands more of the world around him, he is now self-conscious of how his skin looks and also a little sensitive when people talk about it. It doesn't help that people (even strangers) ask me about it whenever we are out. I understand they're probably concerned but being his mother, you just wish they would remember the subject of interest is present and a little sensitivity could be shown to a little boy's feelings.

Moving on to more positive news, Matt received another award from school for his Term 2 performance. He was going on stage to receive it last month but the event was cancelled due to H1N1. Oh well. I'm just glad to know the boy is doing well in school and most importantly, happy. It seems a long way from now but I can't believe I have to apply for a P1 place for him in November next year.

Matt looking quite grown up here
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One more day to go before we fly to Singapore on Friday afternoon. I really can't wait to take a break from Hong Kong.

Growth Spurt?

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Ethan has another (to put it a nice way) growth spurt!
In March, he weighed 36kg and the school seeked our consent to let him participate in TAF club.
Since then, he had been exercising daily at school.
He has TAF club on every Monday, Wednesday & Friday.
Regular PE lessons on Tuesday, Thursday & Friday.
All the exercises didn't seem to have any effect because yesterday's weigh in at the paed showed 38.5kg!
That's up 2.5kg in a mere 4 months!
He stands at 135cm tall and I don't think there's a height spurt since March....

He really should share his weight with his brother & sister.  The two of them are almost stick thin despite eating regular meals.

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I know how to get rid of cold-callers from banks!!

Cold-Caller: Hello, is this Candice Yang?
Me: Yes…?
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Cold-Caller: So..you’re a housewife?
Me: Kind of.
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HA!

In September 1968, when I was eight years old, I began a five-year stint at Calasanctius Preparatory School, a private school in Buffalo, NY run in the main by a group of Hungarian expatriates, most...

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Tuesday, July 7

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Yeah... rain.
again.

eh.

Last weekend was way good.
Enjoyed the time we had with our nephew hanging out...
Got the fire pit, camp fire zone, sorted out... 30' from the house... la la la... (slaps a bug...)
And got to a skate park a couple of times since the last time I posted. :)
So life is good.

wearing
~ dark... gray trousers, blue shirt, tie... all day.
~ although, it's shorts, tee and a little blankee from mexico on my lap, now. :)
planning
~ hello Tuesday... what drama can you unleash on my clients today?
~ staying two steps ahead of my clients ... makes for painless days of work.
~ hoping to watch "The International" tonight... (Hello, Mr. Owen?... meet mz watts...)
wishing
~ that [info]odyssey_road feels nice and smartypants with her dino-tails... :D
~ for [info]tonya's back to not hurt... too much... tomorrow.
~ to smile at all that is wonderful about [info]kristiseriously...
~ and that [info]cynica manages to find Buble bedsheets... 300 thread count would be fine. :)

Birthday moments...
From several days ago... (the fourth), but never forgotten, happy birthday [info]iamharmony. She's been a friend in lj for ages... and in the last year she has challenged herself to "go forth" into the world. She's not posting much in Lj lately... because she is [ :: HERE :: ], in Kenya... making a difference in the world. Go click that link and visit her. May the year be made of win.
and from yesterday...
Happy birthday [info]jeremyb I hope the land of you... is a happy place. :D
To [info]greenwavedave, a very happy birthday indeed. I hope the year ahead brings you a few worthy rewards. :)
and a quiet little shout out "Happy Birthday" to little long lost sugar... [info]greyenigma. I'm sure you're having a blast...

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Have iPhone and a shuffle.
Shuffle for skiing and skateparks.
iPhone in gym and walking around.
So I go through this goofy process of buying "in ear" ear buds that will be "low enough profile" to wear under my ski helmet.
Takes three different sets of buds (bought, tried, returned, new set) to realize that the "on ear" ear buds that came with the shuffle work great under the helmet and all the "in ear" jobs feel like pencils being RAMMED into my ear with the ear-covering-ski-helmet.
Gah.
So..... I ended up with these "marshmellow" in-ear buds.
Very inexpensive... and ultimately???? they suck cock.
I started with a pair of JBL boxing day specials that were awesome fab... but not low enough profile so I stupidly returned them. sigh.
Now?
Now the ear buds that came with the iPhone (that have a microphone and a "multi function" button on the microphone) are literally wearing out.
Almost dead.
So... the marshmellows, that suck and the earbuds that are dying.
I explain all this to Futureshop sales guy.
He explains that because the new apple shuffle will have a "voice activated" feature, apple has opened up the show to the market to make compatible ear buds.
Therefore, come the fall, there will be bunch of new models with microphones, etc.
So instead of buying expensive replacements for your iphone, and a marginal set for your shuffle...
"here, lets mark these down and use these until the fall."
These JVC "in ear" buds scanned at 60+$ and he sets the price to 18$ and says "come back and get your other ones when the new product comes on-line."

This is called... "happy customer making" and dude gets full marks.
Score two points for Futureshop.
(edit: and if these were overpriced at 60 or going on sale... it hardly matters... 18$! :D)

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I, as some random others, can develop a lower back ache of quite some significance
as a direct result of being constipated or, basically just really needing to release the hounds.
Going to bed soooo tired that you basically fall asleep on the sofa, and relocate to the bed in the tiny hours...
is a recipe for missing essential bed time steps... like brushing teeth... taking allergy medication, or dropping the kids off at the pool.
So after a massive crash and burn, I wake up on Saturday morning with a killer sore back.
Proving, once again, that it's possible to shit out a back ache, and get on with your day.

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For those who are hoping to attend my weekend class, I have good news! I will be teaching at Kampong Chai Chee Community Centre in August. Details below:

Venue: Kampong Chai Chee

Date: 15th August 2009 ( Saturday)

Time: 2 sessions.9-12pm(Baking)1.30-3.30pm( Decorating)

Course fee: $115( Members) $120( Non members)

Click onto the link above to register.
We had a fantastic extended holiday weekend! Thursday night, we drove up to see the in-laws in Springfield, Missouri (or as I fondly call it, "Misery"). We stayed until late Sunday night, then drove home. We saw some awesome fireworks displays, and I saw lightning bugs - something I haven't seen in nearly twenty years!

The visit with JP's sister, nephew, parents, grandparents, great-grandparents and other relatives went really well. We had a great time, narrowly avoided food poisoning by antique ketchup, saw JP's dad twice solve a Rubik's cube in minutes, heard his mother give what was probably the best sermon I have ever heard in church Sunday morning, and ate all sorts of spectacular homemade meals and cakes.

We also brought home some "guests" - chiggers! I have been to three different pharmacies, and none of them carry the stuff to get rid of chiggers. I looked online and found a few home remedies that we will try. Here's hoping we can evict any remaining guests and quit itching!

Pictures later!
I went to a doctor this morning for a checkup and I just loved the assistant who takes your weight and blood pressure. Alice was her name. She was awesome. Okay, she complimented me that I don't look a day over 20 and remarked how little I am as I weighed in their old-fashioned scale where she had to shift the weight (what is this type of machine called, anyone know?)! In a world obsessed with image and weight I do forget that I am little albeit out of shape (literally). But I am little. :D I like reminders like that...

I watched Bride Wars yesterday. A movie I know N won't like and I just wanted to watch a mindless movie. Well, it was excellent for a mindless movie alright. I guess I am not a big fan of extravagant weddings and so didn't really get attached to the characters much and just thought the whole thing was silly. Did laugh here and there but yeah. The friend who suggested this also suggested the Confessions of a Shopaholic - I think I will pass on that too. RedBox is just so cool. Of course, that comes in after the public library that has all the recent releases... you just have to wait in a virtual queue for quite some time if the movie was a huge hit!

I have been making yummy salads for lunches the last two days. Hubby has been rather amusing. Before his trip, I warned him to stay away from salads as one can't be too sure of the water. His answer, "why would I have salads outside when you make the best ones?!" cute and smart.
But like I said, Dad's visiting.

So in the meantime, which is more embarrassingly non-news-worthy: Palin or MJ?

Update: That said, dear god.
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Police Departments across the nation are using twitter to inform their communities about the latest homicides, robberies and accidents. Is it the Next Big Thing in fighting crime? Reporter Dena Levitz explores the unfolding Twitter universe of law enforcement for The Crime Report.

Read the exclusive story at http://thecrimereport.org/2009/07/06/twitter-this/

The Crime Report focuses on the best reporting, commentary and analysis, and latest cutting-edge research taking place in the criminal justice system. It is a collaborative effort by two national organizations that focus on encouraging quality criminal justice reporting: The Center on Media, Crime and Justice, the nation's leading practice-oriented think tank on crime and justice reporting at John Jay College of Criminal Justice and Criminal Justice Journalists, the nation's only membership organization of crime-beat journalists.
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Can we now have an end to the happy horseshit put about by the millionaires in the GOP and their millionaire stooges in the barking media about how Sarah Palin stands for and understands about real Americans? Real working class Americans? Real working class Americans who work?

Cause real Americans who work are losing their work. They are losing their jobs. Or taking pay cuts to keep their jobs. Or relocating to keep their jobs. Or making concessions on benefits. And overtime. And work rules. And pensions. And 401K's. And still they're losing their jobs.
Real Americans are having a hell of a time. Real Americans are not quitting their jobs.

Sarah Palin has a job. Her job is guaranteed for another 18 months. Her job pays $125,000 a year. It comes with full benefits. It comes with a generous per diem. It comes with a house. It comes with a car. And a driver. And a security detail.

The county where I spent the winter has an unemployment rate of 16.3% and a median household income of $32,000. The county where I live has an unemployment rate of 15.4% and a median household income of $27,000. Sarah Palin's job would support three or four households where I come from.

But Sarah Palin is not happy in her work. She's not happy in her well paid job. She's not happy in the job she asked Alaskans to hire her to do. The job she promised Alaskans she would do for four years. Cause its a hard job. Its a demanding job. Its a job that draws a lot of criticism and scrutiny.

So she's quitting her job.

Real Americans who work for a living are glad to have a job now. They do not quit their jobs. Not now. Not in the middle of the Great Recession. The Great Republican Recession.

Real Americans are hanging on to their jobs like grim death. Cause they have kids to feed and bills to pay. Real Americans put up with just about any bullshit on the job cause they need their job.

If you don't understand that, you don't understand real Americans. If you don't understand the terror of joblessness that's stalking real Americans, then you don't understand real Americans.
I'm talking to you, Sarah Palin. And I'm talking to the millionaire fools in the barking media.
Making and Unmaking the Asylum: Leprosy and Modernity in Singapore and Malaysia
ISBN: 9789833782765
Author: Loh Kah Seng
Publisher: SIRD
Year: 2009
No of Pages: 189
Product ID: 434

Publisher
http://www.gerakbudaya.com/products-page/sird-new-releases/making-and-unmaking-the-asylum-leprosy-and-modernity-in-singapore-and-malaysia/

Blog
http://unmakingtheasylum.wordpress.com/2009/05/28/17/

Making and Unmaking the Asylum is a book which tells of two entangled stories – one of the misapplication of modern medicine – and the other of the resilience and resourcefulness of those who suffered from the disease and its terrible consequences.

It is also a book which demands that we examine the nature and consequences of our unceasing pursuit of modernity. It calls to attention the discomforting shape of our beliefs in modern science, disease and contagion.

July 7th, 2009

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This is pretty cool.

So my dad's visiting, which means light blogging on my end for a couple days while Dad tells me about the meth lab across the street from his house, where Pseudonymous Kid will be for the next two weeks (greaaaat) and his various gardening projects and whatever else pops into his head. We've already discussed religion (he gave me a dirty look when I explained to PK that intercessions are prayers that "people who believe in god" make, as a clarification to Dad's explanation that they're just "asking for help) and politics (where we're more or less on the same page). I've gotten irritated by his insisting on second-guessing my garden plans, and he's gotten irritated by my correcting his mispronunciation of "melamine" ("melmac"? Turns out that Melmac was a brand name a jillion years ago).

So you know, par for the course for your average parental visit.

http://home.singtel.com/singtel/images/iPhone3GS_for6July09.jpg…and you’re hooked.

I had my first taste of Apple (pun intended!) in my junior high computer class. My family couldn’t afford one, however, so we ended up with a “PC clone.” When I got to college, Apples were the computer of choice and by the time I graduated, Marv and I each had a Powerbook. We felt so cool.

A year or two after graduation, we went back to PC’s. For the past 10+ years, we’ve been a PC family. We just weren’t into Apples anymore especially when we remembered how hard it was to transition between our Apples at home and Windows systems at work.

Even when iPods became popular, Marv and I resisted Apple’s siren song. We each got MP3 players from other manufacturers. I had a Sansa which was just fine and we liked feeling free of the iTunes leash.

Then last August, my sister sent me an iPod Touch for my birthday. When she asked if I wanted one, I didn’t know much about how the Touch worked and how it could be useful. “No, no. I don’t need one,” I told her.

Within an hour of receiving the Touch, I was hooked. I could check my email and surf the web all within seconds of pushing a button without waiting for boot up. Better yet, I could do it with a device that fit in one hand and use it with one hand. Very handy what with a new baby in the house. Over the past year, I’ve also used my Touch to keep notes using the Evernote app, maintain my address book and calendar by syncing with Google, read Kindle eBooks, and play silly games (Scramble) with Stephen. It’s become so indispensible that it’s a real hassle when I forget it at home.

The Touch is good but the iPhone is even better. My sister, her husband, AND my mother all have iPhones. The feature they love the most is the camera. They take loads of random pictures all the time and email them instantly. Fantastic!

I’ve been coveting an iPhone for months and thought my chance had come. The iPhone 3GS is launching in Singapore on Friday.

I called customer service this morning to "get permission” to upgrade but it was not to be. If I switched from my Nokia to an iPhone, I’d have to pay almost double per month for mobile phone service, AND have to pony up the cost of the phone ($288 for the 16GB  iPhone) PLUS a top-off of $300 SGD because I’d be upgrading before my existing 21-month contract is up in April 2010.

/choke/

Considering that I’m trying not to overeat, getting an iPhone 3GS now would be biting off more than I can chew. ;)

Do you have an iPhone or iPod Touch? How much do you love it?

apple_music-sxc-ezekiel23.jpgWhile listening to the radio on my drive home today, something struck me: I no longer recognise a lot of the latest songs that are playing on the radio. Since I often just listen to songs that I chose via iPod or CDs, I don’t get to familiarise myself with newer music. That’s why I haven’t purchased new CDs or songs via iTunes lately.

So, I decided to ask some people’s playlists through my social networks. And yep, it’s confirmed. I definitely don’t recognise the more recent songs and bands/artists. Ergh. I definitely need to update my music.

Anyway, I was just going to take note of my friends’ recommended music privately (so I can check them out later), when one of my online friends, Nicola, asked if I was going to share everyone’s responses, as she was curious too. Good point, I thought. But, instead of reposting each one’s responses individually, I decided to put them all in one blog post to share.

So, here ‘ya go…

Facebook friends’ responses -

Trevor Cologne said:
La Roux - ‘In For The Kill’
Timbaland - ‘The Way I are’
Ladyhawke - ‘My Delerium’

Simon Pollock said:
David Sylvian | September
Foo Fighters | Over & Out (Skin&Bones Live version)
The Cure | To Wish impossible things (From Wish)

Alejandra Valera said:
Arcade Fire - Black Wave/Bad Vibrations
Beck - Gamma Ray
Roxy Music - Love is the Drug

Twitter friends’ responses -

mrsgooding said: My fave songs are: Hurt (Xtina Aguilera); Mad World (Adam Lambert) and Sa Ugoy ng Duyan (Side A - I know, so old!) haha

blognundercover said: Paper Planes by M.I.A, The Letter by Midnight Youth (NZ band!) and Not Fair by Lily Allen

Plurk buddies’ responses -

cesarnoel said: Testament - Electric Crown, Practice What You Preach, More than Meets the Eyes. (sorry I’m in the mood for headbangin’)

wardenngsogo said: Iron Man by Black Sabbath/Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin/ Neon-John Mayer

lifeofbryan said: the temper trap - love lost, resurrection, sweet disposition. currently this band is getting high rotation

angelisophia said: Until I Wakeup & Mad Life - Dishwalla; Brighter than Sunshine - Aqualung

cheethefashionista said: PCD - HUSH HUSH…i went to their concert here in Seoul last June 6

penelope said: the temper trap! oh and Shai, i cant possibly choose only 3

If you’d like to share your own top 3 favourite songs of the moment, please leave a comment here too.

Now, I’m looking forward to getting my music updated at some stage, instead of stuck on some old favourites from years ago. :-)

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There are never enough hours in a day. But there is a time and a season for everything, the bible says. That passage from Ecclesiastes is by far my favourite, wisest reminder that the storms in life don't last for long; neither do the rainbows.

With this, I close the chapter of frivolous splurges and the wallet crying bloody murder. And flipping the page, over to practicalities, hard-nosed decisions and hopefully the start of a new chapter where I can truly pen my own journey.web stats

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The second half of the year almost always moves along at a faster speed, where projects - both personal and professional - gather momentum and hurtle towards climax. I like the breakneck pace - squeezing the most out of every moment - keeps me going, keeps me alive. Then if I'm lucky, a gratifying truly merry break over Christmas.

Recently, I had the pleasure of dining with a retired sales director who taught me many things in under 3 hours, over a delightful spread of sashimi so fresh you could visualise Tsukiji in them. At (still) 25, I'm glad to have mentors who take the time to share valuable lessons and insights, as well as mistakes which they hope I'd never make.

To sum it up, the single most important lesson I took away is this: how to size someone up in lightning speed. In the first 5 minutes of meeting someone, to be able to assess the vibes emnating from the person well enough to answer 3 questions:
(1) Do I like him/ her?
(2) Is this the sort of person I want to get to know better?
(3) What vibes does the person give out?

Of course, there are several things that could go against making a positive first impression, for example, a bad hair day or sloppy dressing. I've always consciously stopped myself from judging too quickly but turns out, it's not such a good thing after all. Sometimes, snap judgement and swift discernment can save you much trouble later on. And this is the part instinct comes in. The bulk of learning how to "size someone up" lies in non-verbal cues, beyond what your 5 senses can tell you. Now that, is truly an art to put into practice!web stats

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Anybody here had to get past an institutional ethics review board for an experiment? I'm writing a sci-fi/fantasy short story that involves human subject research and I'd like to see some documents people have to produce to get past ethics review boards. It doesn't have to be humans, experimenting on mice is fine too. I'm looking for things like forms that you fill out for the board, forms that you create for the subjects to give informed consent, and justification papers that you submit to accompany the paperwork. It doesn't have to have been successful. I'd also be interested in seeing their response, but this is less crucial to my story (I'd probably only include it if I lengthened the story to no longer be short, or if I did a sequel).

My own background is astronomy, so I've never had to deal with an ethics review board. I'll be looking for things such as what information is included in the forms, and whether the tone of papers submitted to ethics review boards is different from the tone of peer-reviewed astronomy papers. (For example, is it written as if to a peer who is also an expert in the subject, or is it written as if to a politician?)

If you're willing to show me such documents but don't want it public, you can email me at zandperl-AT-gmail-DOT-com. If you're willing to just describe such things, that'd be great too!

Thanks!

Brownianity Some months ago, when the scale of Britain’s debt problem became clear, I suggested a cut of £150 billion from the UK’s mountainous £650bn annual public expenditure bill — Gordon Brown’s toxic gift to the nation.

A lot of people clicked through that this was impossible, unsustainable, and would worsen the gathering depression.

Now many commentators are talking openly about 20pc cuts across the board. That represents £130bn.

The successful Canadian model from 1994 is being touted around as if nothing less will do. It won’t. Brownianity, with its near-religious obsession for spending other people’s money, is a dead religion.

As Rachel Sylvester points out in today’s Times (London): “In 1994 Canada was running a deficit of 9.2 per cent of GDP, about the same as Britain’s today. It had tried ‘efficiency savings’, public sector wage freezes and departmental budget cuts with little success.”

Actually, we’re probably looking at a UK deficit closer to 14pc. In Canada, the number of State employees was cut by 23pc, while health and defence were protected.

Isn’t it strange that, despite Britain’s massive commitments to war in the East, defence spending continues to fall, and is earmarked for further reductions by Labour, Lib-Dems and Conservatives alike?

In Canada the deficit was eliminated in three years and the Government returned to power at the following election, despite the staggering shock to the system. Bearing in mind that little of this creative carnage was leaked to the electorate before the previous election, it must surely provide a model for the Tories here.

The Canadian connection throws up yet more eerie echoes in this extract from the American website: PoliticalBase.com, from December 4, 2008:

From Tuesday’s New York Times:

“The governor general of Canada announced on Tuesday that she would cut short a state visit to Europe and return here as a coalition of opposition parties sought to unseat the Conservative government.

“Governor General Michaelle Jean, who represents Queen Elizabeth II as the nation’s head of state, has the power to appoint a new government, dissolve Parliament and call for a new election or effectively allow the Conservatives to remain in control for up to a year.”

But what I find absolutely fascinating is how the Queen of England continues to have the power to shutdown the Canadian parliament. Seems that the British-Canadian connection goes beyond the symbolic tradition of the Queen on the colorful Canadian currency.

Oh that the fate of Brownianity could be discussed here with such practical openness, and the Queen’s intervention taken for granted, not whispered with trepidation behind closed Palace doors.

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We’re busy planning our family vacation, which will include a 12 hour car ride each way. So how do you entertain the kids for that long in the car? I’m wondering how many times I’ll hear, “are we there yet?”

My son gets car sick if he does anything close up, like reading, watching a movie, or playing video games. I have to come up with ways to entertain him, and keep him looking around.

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I decided to be a little pro active this year and look for some activities to make the road trip fun for the kids. Here are some of the ideas I came up with.

  • A game of I spy. I spy something and it’s orange…
  • See how many cows, horses, pigs, VW Beetles etc. you can spot in a certain time frame.
  • Make up a game board for car Bingo before the trip. Put different things you might see on the trip in spaces on a piece of card stock or paper. Have your kids mark things off as they spot them. Some things you might include are stop signs, farm animals, people, guard rails, a certain color of car or truck, an evergreen tree, flowers, and whatever else you can think of.
  • Have a singalong. My son loves to sing, so sometimes we just start belting out our favorite tunes.

I’d love to hear how you keep your kids entertained for a long trip in the car.

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Do you know that for as little as a $100 and a DNA swab of your cheeks, a company can reveal your family tree and ancestral homeland?

Well, don’t believe them! Don’t believe a company who will tell you you’re descended from Genghis Khan, or Napoleon Bonaparte or some (in)famous person in history.

Pedigree_fancy  According to researchers who analyzed genetic ancestry testing, it’s a common misconception that the test can reveal information about an individual’s ancestry. In reality, genetic tests will only tell you that there are people in the world who share your DNA pattern, but these tests can not tell you where your ancestors lived or the ancient somebody you’re related with.

Unless of course, they have DNA on those people too.

In fact, genetic ancestry test can not also tell you about your complete family tree unless everyone that’s remotely related to you also take the test, or you’re a member of the royal families!

A genetic family tree, also known as pedigree, like the one shown above, require every member of the family to submit their DNA and other relevant personal information. But if you think submitting your cheek swabs will tell you what specific part of the world your ancestors came from, forget it. Save your $100. Your grandparents can probably tell you more.

 

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I've seen Jay Black a few times, most recently at July 4th concert in Hackensack, NJ a few years ago.

I thought we were seeing him tonight @ a local library, but it's Jay and the Americans. Hopefully it will be good - it's free anyway.

At least it isn't Jack Black!
DebJon


I went to D&J's wedding dinner at the Four Seasons last weekend.

It's been a real treat being able to share in their journey all these years, even from afar, and reading all about their wedding prep exploits leading up to their big day.

The couple kept the celebrations simple and elegant, weaving little quirks of their own here and there. Loved their very grunge pre-wedding photoshoot in sneakers in the dusty outskirts of Melbie - I wanna see more, D!

I enjoyed the stirring, heartfelt speeches from the fathers of the couple. It was really nice meeting her sis in person too (hi, R!) and the precocious Little Madamoiselle J who greeted me ever so primly.

Ah, a wonderful celebration in all. It was well-worth squeezing into the last of my stretchy tent-like dresses that can still fit me and teetering on killer heels for that few hours (eh, I'm too vain to go in flats la, so sue me) :)

Didn't get a pic with the couple on our cams so will wait for the official ones - I thought Alwin did a mighty fine job of the day pics!

Congrats to the newlyweds - Wishing you every happiness in your lives together!

*Photo of couple nicked from Facebook
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