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Random Flickr-Blogging: IMG_7226

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Originally uploaded by Mai Le.

I know this dream. I’ve had it lots of times. I’m in bed and for some reason there’s a whole bunch of people in my bedroom, people I barely know. And I’m supposed to be doing something, maybe this is a party and I’m the host, and I would if they would just leave the damn bedroom long enough for me to get up and get dressed.

It’s unsettling to see your dreams depicted in someone else’s photos. I have no idea what’s really going on here. Maybe it’s a movie set; maybe it’s Art; I don’t know. The weird disjunction between sleeper and people standing around goes unexplained.

[Cross-posted at If I Ran the Zoo]

I Have Nothing to Say About Israel, Lebanon, and Gaza

Kevin Drum explains why. I tend to feel like I should have an opinion about everything, but sometimes it’s a whole lot smarter just to acknowledge the limits of one’s understanding. (Of course, as Kevin Drum observes, these reasons apply to bloggers; they don’t excuse the President of the United States from having to deal with the situation.)

If you do want to understand what’s going on, though, Mahablog has a series of thoughtful and informative posts about the whole ugly situation, and Bush’s disgraceful failure to act on it.

[Cross-posted at If I Ran the Zoo]

Sunday Sierrablogging

Great Western Divide from Grizzly Lakes
The Great Western Divide from Grizzly Lakes, Monarch Divide, Kings Canyon National Park.

[Cross-posted at If I Ran the Zoo]

Ice Cream Tips

Good food tips on serving ice cream, including some gems:

  • “Temper” ice cream before you scoop – leave it at room temperature for 8-10 minutes before serving. Return ice cream to the freezer immediately after it has been served to minimize the formation of ice crystals.
  • Forget what your brother-in-law told you about nuking it for 10-20 seconds. Resist the temptation for immediate gratification! Ice cream is a good enough treat on its own!

Stolen shamelessy from Deb.

Which X-Man are you? (Cool Geek Quiz)

You scored as Rogue. Rogue is a strong but tragic personality. She loves Gambit. Because of her mutant powers, she cannot touch anyone without hurting them. Therefore, she longs for human contact. However, this southern gal’s strong personality has allowed her to deal with this. Powers: Absorbs lifeforce and powers by touch, Super strength, and flight

Emma Frost

70%

Rogue

70%

Cyclops

60%

Jean Grey

60%

Iceman

60%

Wolverine

55%

Storm

50%

Colossus

40%

Gambit

40%

Nightcrawler

35%

Beast

25%

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Naked Bialys

Earlier in the week, I found fresh bialys at the market, so I bought three. For breakfast Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. And I get home and slap my forehead. “I forgot to buy cream cheese!” ARGH! What good are bialys without cream cheese? I don’t know either.

So all week those naked bialys have been sitting in the fridge, burning a hole in my appetite. (Yes, I can mix metaphors better than you.)

Last night I went shopping to entertain myself with pretty colors, and I got tired, and I got in the car to come home, and I remembered the bialys. And thought about all the hassle of going to the supermarket just for cream cheese. And my scary brain, which was tired, thought,

“Is there a drive-thru cream cheese place?”

I thought that. And by the Gods there should be. But it turns out, not so much.

I went to the supermarket. Such is life.

Progressives (and others) support Pagans

You’ve probably already read the WaPo story (or a similar one) on the VA’s refusal to allow a Wiccan symbol to be used on military graves and memorials, including that of Sgt. Patrick D. Stewart, killed in Afghanistan last year.

At the Veterans Memorial Cemetery in the small town of Fernley, Nev., there is a wall of brass plaques for local heroes. But one space is blank. There is no memorial for Sgt. Patrick D. Stewart.

That’s because Stewart was a Wiccan, and the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs has refused to allow a symbol of the Wicca religion — a five-pointed star within a circle, called a pentacle — to be inscribed on U.S. military memorials or grave markers.

So, you’ve read it, I don’t need to tell you about how appalling it is. What I want to talk about instead is the remarkable level of support, no, of acknowledgement, this story has received. Oh, sure, the media has to write about it; dead soldier, wartime, human interest, big stink. But I tell you, ten years ago, we would not have had so many non-Pagans rallying to our support.

Among the surprises are Christianity Today and the ultra-conservative Rutherford Institute.

The blogosphere has been rockin’ on this as well. Shakespeare’s Sister isn’t Pagan. Pandagon isn’t Pagan. The Carpetbagger isn’t Pagan. These people aren’t blogging to support their own community, they’re blogging to support the rights of everyone, and they’re acknowledging that Pagans are included in “everyone.” Lefties and progressives all over the map are taking this issue on as their own, just as heterosexuals are taking on gay marriage as their own.

Folks, that’s new. That’s news. And in these dark times, I am all about celebrating the good news when it deigns to show up.

4th of July, Garden State Parkway

Tonight I traversed half the length of New Jersey, driving from Hamilton to my New York home, a total of 83 miles. We left Hamilton at about 8 p.m, and arrived home at 9:45.

On the way, we saw a total of 26 different fireworks displays from our highway’s eye view (first the New Jersey Turnpike, then the Garden State Parkway). We heard but did not see two more. Once in New York, in our own backyard, we saw two more and heard a third.

What a way to celebrate the 4th! Like the world was a fireworks display that we were riding through. Pretty damn thrilling (although I’m not sure it was all that safe for driving).

And thanks to Bruce for my post title.

Happy 4th of July

Knock yourselves out.

Beautiful Mornings and Lovely Days

Whenever I think to myself, “It’s a beautiful morning” (or “beautiful day” or “what a beautiful…”) I must sing “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning.” Because the corn is as high as a elephant’s eye. Just is.

On the other hand, if I think “It’s a lovely day” (or any variation thereof), I must sing “Isn’t it a Lovely Day (To Be Caught in the Rain)?“. Must. Sing.

So, what songs must you sing?