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07222016-07


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Another quiet evening at home last night. I walked home from work. Stopped at the liquor store to get apple brandy that cost too much -- but hey, how else am I supposed to finish the half gallon of apple cider from Trader Joe's that I spiced myself with cinnamon and cloves and nutmeg? Think! Sheesh!

Shobhit made a stir fry. I brought home a bag of nine Tasty Bite Indian meal pack samples. Some of them rice, so I heated that up and we split that to mix in with the vegetables Shobhit had hodgepodge-thrown into a wok. I poured peanut sauce all over mine. Pretty tasty, except for the mushy cooked leafy greens Shobhit put in there. Not my favorite.

We watched a couple episodes of Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events on Netflix, taking us up to four, and getting us halfway through the series. Still just all right, but I'm committed enough to finish it. Probably sometime this weekend. I'll be getting actual DVDs from Netflix in the mail today that are Debbie Reynolds and Carrie Fisher movies -- not Singin' in the Rain itself, although it was at the top of my queue, but it was marked as "short wait" (high demand, for obvious reasons) and thus got skipped over. So I'll be getting The Unsinkable Molly Brown, which I have never seen but have had a piqued interest in it ever since reading that it was Debbie Reynolds's favorite of her own roles. That movie had really never been much on my radar until she died. And the other one will be Postcards from the Egde, which Carrie Fisher is not in but she wrote it, loosely based on her own life and relationship with Debbie Reynolds. It fascinates me that Meryl Streep basically plays Carrie Fisher in that movie, but Meryl Streep is really a bigger deal now as an actress than Carrie Fisher ever was.

I didn't do much else last night. I went to bed somewhat early.

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06182016-25


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So, today is the last day of the Obama presidency. Big fucking deal, blah blah blah. I liked him, a lot actually. Still do. But I will never get on board the sainting of a man who oversee the America in which the NSA was revealed to us -- and then did literally nothing to change it. The man is not perfect.

Conversely, I'm too old and tired now to react with constant abject horror to Donald Trump. I totally expect him to inflict an insane amount of damage to this country, but . . . whatever. It's weird, how much worse he is than George Bush Jr. was, and yet I spent far more time actively loathing Bush. So far, anyway. Trump has plenty of time ahead of him to get me more engaged in active loathing.

On the other hand, I am also compelled to act in ways I really never did under Bush. Monthly donations to the ACLU and Planned Parenthood, both vital organizations under threat. And I will be marching at the Women's March on Saturday. Even with that, I made a specific decision: it's going to be a fun day. I do believe in the power of numbers and that is by far the biggest reason I am going -- to increase the size of a segment of the population that cannot be ignored. I won't spend the day feeling horror, though.

I saw something on Twitter yesterday that I really liked: "marching is good for the heart." That really cemented why I'm looking forward to this event on Saturday, a satellite event held in conjunction with the biggest one to be held in Washington, D.C., but which will have sister marches all over the world. The event alone will make history -- the day after an inauguration I plan to actively ignore -- and I'm really looking forward to being a part of it.

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07222016-15

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positive energy please