last day at pt reyes
.sigh...good to be finishing up this gig -- can't believe the summer is ending, but so it goes. now I can return to pt reyes as a oyster-eating, beach-lounging, beer-swilling vacationer. still, i'm sad a bit. endings always bring me down. and there are all the walks i didn't take, all the photos/paintings i didn't take/paint -- that sorta thing. silly, really. regrets about nothing, especially as i can come back and relax here more.

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:: Friday, September 21, 2001 ::

puppy love...
[sept 16, 2001: kehoe's 2nd day]

here she is, sweetest kehoe, at the balmy alley street fair [shtanks to melinda and co for the photos!].

we've been carrying her in my messenger bag -- and will do til she's 4mo.

so far, she's seen mural art and two folk concerts. next, an art opening, if we can get in, and then a korean drumming thing in the park. pretty cool for a 11week old pup, eh?

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:: Sunday, September 16, 2001 ::

kehoe distraction
so yesterday, i officially got my little pupster -- so far she's named "kehoe" -- for the beach in pt. reyes that i think is a little piece of heaven (when i die, i hope to see moley and all my loved ones there, or somewhere similar). we'll see if the name sticks...

she's been great so far -- sweet and really good. still is hard work, what with housebreaking without a real house, and plenty of fun little tricks. kehoe seems to definitely be mostly pigdog -- food oriented, crazy brave, idiotically smart. i adore her already -- she slept between dees and me all night, and has some fairly soulful eyes for sucha youngun.

it doesn't make my sadness at missing the mo, or my fear of war go away, but it gives me a great positive focus in the meantime.

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:: Thursday, September 13, 2001 ::

chomsky on the wtc attack, the foolishness of "missile defense" and our choices in what lies ahead...

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shop til you drop: salon's call to all patriots -- save the global economy, visit your local strip mall...

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who's safe: wtc survivor database and another link to report/check on folks in the area on sept 11th. additional news and support links are available at google (please note, this is a "current event" link, and may go stale -- or prove to be more interesting -- in the coming months), and ny.com.

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an eye for an eye makes the world go blind
-gandhi

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:: Wednesday, September 12, 2001 ::

911
between the wtc attack (9/11...) and my personal call to 911 the other night (long story, don't wanna go into it, cept I *really* need a new place to call home), I'm drained and glad for a spot of werk at pt reyes this week. but it's looking like I'll have new puppy love very soon. I'll keep you posted. everyone hang in there, stay strong and go easy on yourselves...

so strange -- seems so implausible. i first heard about the attack from my neighbor, who i was sure was messing with my caffeine-deprived state. world trade center? pentagon? low flying planes? -- what?? -- something out of a testorone-laden hollywood flick? shit.

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here's a (partial, of course) list of people ok in nyc.

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:: Monday, September 10, 2001 ::

ugh
bad bad bad night last night. too tired and worn down, so here's something to cheer us all up...

sweet gracie, overtired and eating sugar -- woohoo!

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:: Saturday, September 08, 2001 ::

grumpy
moon seems to be in grumpy. gonna go brew some tea AND coffee for my caffeine intake. the compassionate approach to my insane/inane roommate has evaporated (it lasted about two weeks). there's a very complicated game of checkers going on in his head, and he's using my stuff as the game pieces. every so often, he moves something incrementally (or not so incrementally) across some invisible border only he can see.

it wouldn't be so bad, except that he's broken some of my stuff, and is getting weirder and weirder. caught him with the lights off in the kitchen dancing to bad "love songs after dark." i dunno whether to be embarrassed, amused, or concerned. there's not really a police report you can file on weirdness, is there?

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:: Wednesday, September 05, 2001 ::

count
see who's linking to you -- neato utility powered by blogdex that I found through a self-proclaimed genius (damn mensa and all that). not sure it's working, cuz not even my mother is linking to me...sob [oh i get it, i just added my blog to be indexed...]

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