Five years ago, when he flew in for his sister

Enough with this god already. Vote YES.

Anita Bora comments in one of my previous posts that it seems as though I’m having more fun that she is. Well, there

Say what you want about what

I used to blog every day. Often, several times a day. I can’t figure out if I’ve run out of steam or out of things to say or out of the need to say them OR if I’ve just gotten bored with the whole process.
For me, hell would be a place of ultimate boredom. I get bored easily. Maybe I have more of an attention deficit than I thought.
I did have lunch earlier this week with Gina Guiliano, and I could have sat there and talked with her for the rest of the lovely early fall afternoon, but she had to get back to the university for her office hours. I think we covered every possible subject that we blog about, think about, and care about.
This weekend I’m going to a bead show in Providence RI with my friend who makes jewelry. I’ve been in touch with another Blog Sister, and will call her when I get in town to see if we can meet somewhere.
Meanwhile, I’m trying to figure out where this ennui is coming from. The kinds of things that used to energize me don’t seem to be doing it. Even dancing is a bore (but I’m going out tonight anyway to do some West Coast Swing and Salsa and take some photos for the magazine.) Of course, I’m making sure that I’m taping Friends and Will and Grace and ER and CSI (I have two vcrs.) I’m a series season premiere junkie. Buffy, as is to be expected, was awesome, but b!X already posted on that, so I’ll pass.
I guess, at my age, I should consider that my feeling of floting in limbo might be something physical. I’m sure my chocaholism doesn’t help my blood sugar levels. Ah, for the days of yesteryear when I never worried about any of those kinds of things!!
Over on Blog Sisters Drucilla Blood brings up what is sexy [note: permalink is not working]. We’re such a diverse group (physically, spiritually, maternally, materially….), we Blog Sisters. I have a feeling that if someone took a photo of us all in the same place at the same time, a stranger might well wonder what in hell we all have in common. What I think is that, for certain females, just being female is enough of a common ground from which to build conversations that are relevant to all of us. Such are the Blog Sisters.
Now, off to dance, snap photos, and try to have some fun. That’s what I’m missing. FUN!

In CNN.com/entertainment

A while ago, I mentioned reading two books by an author whom Jeneane Sessum had cited in her blog: psychotherapist Dr. Terrence Real.
Here

My newspaper today features the arrest and imprisonment of Rich Ring, a local guy who was one of 43 protesters arrested for trespassing at the School of the Americas at Fort Benning, Ga., last November. They and 10,000 others demonstrated against the school’s links to civilian massacres in Latin America.
When Rich entered the U.S. prison in Lewisburg, Pa., on Sept. 10 to serve three months, he was joined, nationwide, by 27 others, from a doctoral student in aviation conservation and two Colorado college kids to a pair of Franciscan friars, some teachers and a laborer from New Jersey. All told, protesters have served 40-plus prison years over the past decade seeking to close the school, which is now called The Western Hemisphere Institute for Security Cooperation.
“I don’t see this as a liberal issue by a long shot,” Rich said. “If the average American on the street knew what this school was doing, it would be shut down in an instant. It’s completely against American values.”
In the same newspaper today, a column by a guy with whom I went to college who echoes what I’ve said before here. In the middle of his column about Bush and Iraq, Fred LeBrun says:
Where are the marchers, bug-eyed and shouting slogans, getting us all worked up on one side or the other?
Say what you want about the debacle of Vietnam and the sad era named for it, but public opinion was active in every shade, from beginning to end. Americans were dragged through that conflict screaming at each other, pulling hair in every direction, like one big, barroom brawl that just went on and on.
That was a painful process, but still time has shown an essential purpose was served. In the beginning, public policy was shaped by the same paranoid right-wing thinking that seems to be inspiring our current President, but by the end, it was the views of those reviled protesters in the streets beaten silly early on by the cops and construction workers that took hold and prevailed with the American people, and we got the hell out.
There’s not enough of us risking our comforts to try to change our country. And that includes me.

The rhetoric and bad politicking is revving up for the November elections. Too often, liberals (of which I am one) make the same mistake that b!X criticizes in this post.
The same level of idealism with which he drives me crazy sometimes is what also motivates him to verbalize such an important concept with such clarity. We should all ditto to the larger world what he wrote to some of the liberals of Portland.

We all know about the information explosion. I find that there’s also a connection explosion. The longer we live, the more people we meet, the more individuals we add to our list of friends, the harder it is to find the time to keep the connections going. Anita Bora is a blogger I encountered early on in my blogging career, and one whose weblob always seems to be chock full of interesting snippets, the links from whicn I’m inclined to follow, comment on, etc. etc. Suddenly, it’s two hours later.
Over the months since I discovered Anita, I accumulated an extensive list of blogs I like to follow, and I lost track of her.
And then she telephoned me today. From India. Just to chat. And the connection is vital again. So, thanks, Anita. I’ll be showing up in your Comments again, so watch out.
And tonight I’m having dinner with one of my best friends (and roommate) from college. It has to be more than a decade since we’ve seen each other, since she lives on Long Island now and doesn’t come up this way too often. She’ll be in Albany for the weekend at a statewide conference of School Board members. I think she stood up for me when I eloped to get married (isn’t it awful that I can’t even remember for sure!!??). We keep in touch — sporadically — via email. I can’t wait to see her and catch up on all the gossip from the contigent of my old sorority sisters who live near her!!
Next week I’m going to have lunch with a local Blog Sister whom I’ve never met in person. Circles. Cycles. Spirals. Life.