[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
[When I posted my glee at this announcement, a friend asked: “Could you explain what this means in English? How is it going to change what I can do on my Blackberry?”]
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[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
[When I posted my glee at this announcement, a friend asked: “Could you explain what this means in English? How is it going to change what I can do on my Blackberry?”]
( long, rambling post )[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
[I know it has been a long time since I’ve done one of these, but this one is directed mostly at my wonderful colleagues at Change.org. Others are more than welcome, but I think most of you will find the itinerary prohibitive. Have no fear, I plan to do another one come September (when the weather on the bridge is less capricious, and they’ve reopened the western walkway).]
Folks! We’re meeting in Sausalito! It’s a perfect excuse to grab your bike and ride across the bridge!
For this ride there aren’t really any. The Change.org folks will be stopping just at the base of the bridge, before hitting downtown Sausalito. If anyone else is still considering this ride, it’s a very easy ride into downtown, and the ferry is a nice way home.
Deviations from these options are encouraged! Any questions? ASK!
[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
Setenv PGOPTIONS "-c bytea_output=escape" to the right portion of our Apache configuration was all it took.[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
drained[Cross-posted from our Wedding Blog]
excited[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
There are far too many words for me to write here, and I’ll never get it out if I try to capture them all. Keeping it short: The candle that burns at both ends burns twice as bright, but half as long. Horus succumbed to chronic renal failure today. Hoka Hey, little man.
grieving[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
bouncy[Cross-posted from my MovableType Blog]
For the past few months, I’ve hoped that this evening I’d have something about which to gloat. But since about this time last night, I’ve had the immortal words of the inimitable Terry Gilliam, as delivered by an understated Bobby D on a seeming endless loop in my head:
“Listen, kid. We’re all in this together.”
There are likely to be many on the side on which I’ve been standing who are looking to destroy those on the other side, as a manner of repudiating the thinking and damage done in the last eight years. I fully expected to be one.
This morning my realization that I wasn’t in that camp prompted me to remember a well-respected Republican admonishing:
“Why, madam, do I not destroy [my enemies] when I make them my friends?”
It’s going to take every one of us to roll up our sleeves, pull the wheel, and turn the Ship of State off the suicidal course on which it has been directed for the last 8 years.
Let it begin with me. Yes we can.
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