August 29, 2002

Ok, huge kudos to Adamism

Ok, huge kudos to Adamism for sending this link. Read the reviews. I'm laughing so hard I can barely type. "They play for hours in her bedroom with this great toy. They really seem to like the special effects it offers (the sound effects and vibrating)." Honey, I know what your kids are doing in that room for hours. I only hope Good Vibrations gets a piece of the action. Confidential to the Toy Enthusiast in NJ -- you are NO FUN. Soon your kids will be stealing batteries from the local 7-11. Better that than going for the real thing, dontcha think?

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Ok, huge kudos to Adamism

Ok, huge kudos to Adamism for sending this link. Read the reviews. I'm laughing so hard I can barely type. "They play for hours in her bedroom with this great toy. They really seem to like the special effects it offers (the sound effects and vibrating)." Honey, I know what your kids are doing in that room for hours. I only hope Posted by jen at 12:43 PM | TrackBack

August 28, 2002

Look who came in 380th

Look who came in 380th (out of 396) in the San Fran 10K Hook and Ladder! Hee hee. mdc gets a sullen glare next time I see him for pointing out that I was beaten by a 99 year old woman, who came in 377th. Hey, she's got over 70 years on me!

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Cute photos of my nephew's

Cute photos of my nephew's eighth birthday and his first soccer game. Oh, and my dad engaging in camera worship (Go ahead! Ask him how much he loves that camera!). Who can resist?












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August 27, 2002

Wow. Here I am, pissed

Wow. Here I am, pissed off more and more each day I scan the papers and read about the havoc the Bush Administration is continuing to perpetuate on this country, and the thing that finally gets me to update this page today is this snippet from the Chronicle on Jamie Lee Curtis. It makes me giddy on the one hand that a woman is brave enough to do this, and disgusted on the other that this is the measure of women's courage in this society. Oh my god! Tummy rolls! I guess I'm dwelling on this because of the number of people who keep asking me if I've lost weight since I started training for the marathon. Guess what? I've GAINED weight -- in muscle. I think I've definitely lost fat, but I'm becoming way more muscular. The question doesn't offend me per se, but I guess it puts me on edge because to me, this isn't the point of what I'm doing. If nothing else, it's a thrill to finally feel like an athlete for the first time in my life (something I have NEVER been). I feel strong. I don't sleep as much. I'm developing runner's calves. And I positively do not look like a starving, stick thin runner. Thank ye gods.

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August 22, 2002

Thought it might never happen,

Thought it might never happen, eh? Well, here are my photos from my "personal day" last Friday, of the labyrinth and Union Square:







Also, more wedding photos from Allie's wedding!

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August 19, 2002

I took a "personal day"

I took a "personal day" on Friday, which in corporate-speak means I created my own holiday without having to use my vacation time. After sleeping in and enjoying a noontime yoga class, I played tourist in my fair city and wandered downtown. Rode a cable car up Nob Hill, walked the labyrinth at the Grace Cathedral, meandered down into Chinatown, and just generally slacked. I have photos which I'll include later. The weather is tres crappy-ass right now, so don't plan to come and visit SF in August. It's freezing. Thankfully summer, also known as fall, will be arriving shortly.

Met a cool AP reporter at a wedding on Saturday who posted this investigation recently into "power dialers" skewing the results on American Idol. The best quote: "Perfetto said he cast a mere 1,000 votes in two hours in a furious feat of manual redialing. ``I woke up the next morning and my thumb and index finger were still jerking back and forth. I thought I had injured myself,'' Perfetto said." Can you beat that?

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August 12, 2002

Fourteen. Miles. Tired, sore, but

Fourteen. Miles.

Tired, sore, but happy. Why is it that the more I run, the more I develop this intense craving for potato chips? I usually eat potato chips about 2-3 times a year. Lately I've been having some almost every week. Bizarre.

Sad story in the Chron today about Chinese families in the U.S. that send their young children to live with grandparents in China because they cannot afford to both work and put their kids into daycare. This really depresses me. How can people afford to do anything in Silicon Valley? Why does it seem impossible for women to have careers and kids? Why does our society suck so much? NPR had an interesting piece this morning on the economic summit happening in Texas today that discussed how the summit Bush held before he was even inaugurated read like a who's who of recently indicted CEOs (or CEOs whose companies were under investigation). Furthermore, NPR pointed out how almost everyone invited to the first summit was a big Republican campaign donor. The so-called summit held today (I think window-dressing would be a better word) had a different guest list, but now the Democratic leadership was pointedly not included. All I can hope is that all the morons who voted for Bush are finally getting a clue, but even Our Savior Clinton didn't get us health care reform (read Saturday's paper for a list of all of the rollbacks Bush is pushing through on Clinton's progress) or child care. Can someone remind me why we wake up everyday again?

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August 06, 2002

Wanna see some pahoehoe? I

Wanna see some pahoehoe? I know you do. These are from my former roomie Jen (yes, the second Jen I ever lived with), taken recently on the Big Island.


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August 05, 2002

I suppose if you can't

I suppose if you can't beat them, join 'em. P.S. -- if you ask her out, I guarantee you'll have a GREAT time.

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Why didn't someone tell me

Why didn't someone tell me sooner that there was this huge, perfect lake just a coupla hours away from the City in the Fog, with amazingly warm and clear water, magnificent scenery, and perfect weather? Hawaii, I've been crying for you all this time, when unbeknownst to me Lake Tahoe was beckoning. Kudos to Nick for harboring mdc and me in his family's mountain getaway. I'm hooked. I wanna go back before it snows. Here's a few shots:



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August 02, 2002

I'm so excited to wake

I'm so excited to wake up this morning and find a story in the Chron about 826 Valencia! My free SAT class (which starts again this Sunday) is mentioned on the schedule, so I bet I'll definitely have ten students this weekend!

So, with all of this running that I'm doing, my body is going through some interesting changes. Ever since the ten-miler last Saturday I've felt these strange twinges in my butt from muscles I didn't even know I had. Last night at my weekly practice drills they kicked in --- the one injury I've seem to have sustained thusfar is compression on the main nerve that runs out of my hip socket into my right leg. I've felt strangeness there before in the past, but usually if I stretch it goes away. Well, at about the eighth mile on Saturday that sucker started pinching and left me limping over the finish line. When I started warm-ups last night it was back, and instantly I began wondering if this was it --- I'd finally found my weakness that would keep me from completing this thing. (Note --- I haven't been able to run even a few yards since last Saturday!)

Anyway, I decided to try running through it for a bit to see if I could get it to loosen up. As I began the drills, those funky new muscles tightened up and kicked in --- and relieved the pressure on my nerve! It seems that those main trunk muscles --- butt, abs, chest --- keep your body from falling in upon itself. When they're not engaged and I try to run, the weight of my upper body presses down on that nerve and pinches it. Tighten them up and I gain height, allowing my hip joints to do their job and not be squashed. Crazy. Anyway, now I have to run with my butt clenched, which feels funny but works. Who knew?

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