National Day of Mourning
My balcony Friday, September 15, 2001.
My balcony Friday, September 15, 2001.
I do hope she does “After All” tonight, MRG. The Socialist would call it yet another example of the “depressive” music I seem drawn to, but I think it’s anything but that. After All – music and lyrics by Dar Williams Go ahead, push your luck Find out how much love the world can hold…
It’s more like who I am simultaneously. I have a seond diary here at DD that I keep for a group of people who met in cyberspace and have become friends. We post to each other on a message board that the Professor created. It’s nice in that it is a very ecclectic, international community….
Summer solstice has arrived (3:32 a.m. in my time zone). It’s an overcast solstice that misses the whole point of having a longest day of the year by hiding the sun in haze. Solstice always feels portentous to me, as though I were just on the cusp of entering something new and better. The feeling…
I make poor assumptions, including the fact that my diary is so fascinating that anyone who stumbles across it will be compelled to read it from start to finish. By way of background, I live in an apartment. There are no water connections outside. There are no electrical outlets outside. There are only cherries outside….
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subtitled: I was never cut out for jet-settingFriday:The best laid plans of Salamanders and Socialists are apparently thwarted by the Forces That Be quite efficiently. The commuter train line that terminates in my little town has as its other terminus the Big City Airport. How convenient can it get? Trains leave once an hour for…
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