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1. Whoever dumped the stupid juice in the water supply, no love at all here for you.
2. I'm helping my BIL clean up his late mother's house Memorial Day weekend. Nope, no conventions, no vacations, no nothing but me, him and anyone else we can find, cleaning up a house in Redlands that is barely passable for the boxes of WTF. Jim is working. I think he's gotten into the better deal. Me, I'm renting a U-Haul. I may need it.
3. I don't have different rules for LJ than I do for RL. Maybe an additional level of detachment, because I can turn off the computer and not check LJ for days at a time. Matter of fact, if it all possible, I try to meet as many people on my LJ in RL as possible.
4. If you're anything but footloose and fancy-free - GOOD. You're normal. If you're down in the dumps, angry and pissed off, less than amused and just in general going WTF - see #1. It's all I got today. Blame it on someone? No.
5. Provided as a follow-up to yesterday's linkage. "The boy's body, dressed in a one-piece sleeper and socks, was wrapped in a blanket and towel and placed in a soft-sided lavender suitcase. A rancher repairing fences spotted the suitcase near a state highway and opened it in November 1999...The death of the baby, known for years only as Baby Moses, led to North Dakota's safe havens law."
6. She plays Karen Filipelli on NBC's The Office, but Rashida Jones hasn't an ounce of Italian in her. The daughter of Mod Squad beauty Peggy Lipton and composer/music mogul Quincy Jones, she’s biracial and Jewish, a “double whammy” of a distinction that she has found challenging and liberating at different times in her life. Something about the language of "(S)he enjoys being something of a chameleon. “I can immerse myself in the cultures and pick and choose what I want and then just be myself. I have all these different groups of friends. The nature of who I am and the fact that I am so many things allows me to float,” explains Jones, who feels strongly connected to both her black and Jewish cultures" that piques my meter. I've said how easy it is in my culture, sitting here in Los Angeles, where white people assume they can "paint" themselves with whatever culture they find attractive to them - discarding the realities that go along with the color of that paint when they find it inconvenient. But then there is the concept of being what you can PASS for. Okay, full stop. That's no better. OR.
Discuss if you wish - I got work to get back to.
2. I'm helping my BIL clean up his late mother's house Memorial Day weekend. Nope, no conventions, no vacations, no nothing but me, him and anyone else we can find, cleaning up a house in Redlands that is barely passable for the boxes of WTF. Jim is working. I think he's gotten into the better deal. Me, I'm renting a U-Haul. I may need it.
3. I don't have different rules for LJ than I do for RL. Maybe an additional level of detachment, because I can turn off the computer and not check LJ for days at a time. Matter of fact, if it all possible, I try to meet as many people on my LJ in RL as possible.
4. If you're anything but footloose and fancy-free - GOOD. You're normal. If you're down in the dumps, angry and pissed off, less than amused and just in general going WTF - see #1. It's all I got today. Blame it on someone? No.
5. Provided as a follow-up to yesterday's linkage. "The boy's body, dressed in a one-piece sleeper and socks, was wrapped in a blanket and towel and placed in a soft-sided lavender suitcase. A rancher repairing fences spotted the suitcase near a state highway and opened it in November 1999...The death of the baby, known for years only as Baby Moses, led to North Dakota's safe havens law."
6. She plays Karen Filipelli on NBC's The Office, but Rashida Jones hasn't an ounce of Italian in her. The daughter of Mod Squad beauty Peggy Lipton and composer/music mogul Quincy Jones, she’s biracial and Jewish, a “double whammy” of a distinction that she has found challenging and liberating at different times in her life. Something about the language of "(S)he enjoys being something of a chameleon. “I can immerse myself in the cultures and pick and choose what I want and then just be myself. I have all these different groups of friends. The nature of who I am and the fact that I am so many things allows me to float,” explains Jones, who feels strongly connected to both her black and Jewish cultures" that piques my meter. I've said how easy it is in my culture, sitting here in Los Angeles, where white people assume they can "paint" themselves with whatever culture they find attractive to them - discarding the realities that go along with the color of that paint when they find it inconvenient. But then there is the concept of being what you can PASS for. Okay, full stop. That's no better. OR.
Discuss if you wish - I got work to get back to.