ibd header photograph by James Reffell, June 2000

Wednesday, May 30, 2001
Was looking for library quotations today and came across this one, which I rather liked:

"A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge." Richard Brinsley Sheridan, The Rivals. Act 1. Sc. ii.
5/30/2001 06:38:42 PM

Thursday, May 24, 2001

...having one of those days when I just want to go home and curl up for the whole day, reading.
5/24/2001 09:18:18 AM

Wednesday, May 23, 2001

So at this point, metafilter is down, blogspot is down, and the weddingchannel boards are down. Does this mean that I'll have to do some work?

(Actually, I'm at home having lunch with James now. James - who is off school and not working yet - makes divine tuna salad, with the help of Cooks Illustrated. Whenever I come home for lunch, I can't help but feel that I should be able to do 90% of my current job remote and buy a laptop and work in my sunfilled living room. *sigh*)

5/23/2001 12:58:28 PM

Hmm, moving right along. Anyone have any idea where I could find a place that rents shopping carts for the F & F Annual Book Sale at Fort Mason this year?

This is a very mysterious subject.

I'm on the verge of calling Trader Joes and asking them.
5/23/2001 09:54:39 AM

Tuesday, May 22, 2001

Apparently, we support the Taliban
5/22/2001 02:12:29 PM

So here's the Kaycee FAQ - put together by metafilter users and (apparently) the press. The good thing, here, is that there never WAS a kaycee, which means no one died.
5/22/2001 08:48:10 AM

Sunday, May 20, 2001

Apparently Kaycee was a construct - her website an amalgam of the stories of three people posted by the woman who called herself Kaycee's mother. Metafilter has a long thread discussing the import of this, with much anger from people who feel duped. If people don't get bored, there will be a witchhunt - someone has actually tried to track "debbie" down - I can only say that at the very least I hope they have the right debbie. And I hope they are not savage if they do find her.

I suppose that I feel foolish to be deceived, but I've said this often to people in Real Life (TM), and it applies here. I may be easily duped, but I'd rather be a sucker than be hard hearted and suspicious. If that man on the street corner really doesn't have any cash until next Wednesday when his check comes in, I don't want to have denied him food because of my suspicion that the cash might be going to drugs.

I feel very sympathetic towards halcyon, bwg and several others who now have to question whether they ever spoke on a phone to a 19 year old girl who used Kaycee as a nick.

All of this reminds me of Amistead Maupin's most recent book.
5/20/2001 05:47:17 PM

Just spent the day at Angel Island, seeing gorgeous vistas and rather sad evidence of our treatment of asian immigrants in the first half of the 20th century. We shared our tour of the museum (you can only see it with a docent from the National Park Service) with a small troop of very bright Girl Scouts who already seemed to know their history.

It was hot (really hot), and taking the ferry back and forth from Fisherman's Wharf was really satisfying. I need to practice walking up more hills.
5/20/2001 04:34:06 PM

Thursday, May 17, 2001

go, pretty baby seahorses! Apparently seahorses "spend most of their time with their tails looped around seaweed or coral, sucking up goodies as they swim by."

Can I try that on my next vacation?

(hopefully you can forgive my attack of whimsy, here. seahorses are just so cool.)

5/17/2001 03:17:44 PM

Wednesday, May 16, 2001

I knew that waiting tables wasn't an easy job, but who knew that it was so analytical?
5/16/2001 11:19:49 AM

shallow wedding thought warning Yay! Gadsby's Tavern Restaurant has a 19th ballroom in addition to the ones attached to the museum. Reception site space could feasibly happen there. Yay! leaving shallow wedding thought zone
5/16/2001 10:03:53 AM

This, a series of pictures of one woman picked up on prostitution charges over a ten year period, is really terrifying, and hits close to home because it reminds me of so many of the women I see on the streets, here. There's a weathered look that the homeless have here that reminds me of pictures of people in Montana in the 19th century. I'll bet is doesn't all come down to drugs and prostitution - I'd throw in malnutrition and too much exposure to the weather, too. link stolen from ev
5/16/2001 07:58:48 AM

Tuesday, May 15, 2001

...and I didn't say it here earlier, although I did say it on a number of mail lists. Douglas Adams is horribly, sadly, wrongly, dead of a heart attack at 49. It's entirely too soon for this. I was looking forward to him being alive for another 40 years, doing whatever made him happy, and occasionally making the rest of us smile when those things were public. I'm particularly sorry for his family and friends, too, who were obviously also looking forward to those 40 years.

If you did go and look at Neil's account of photography sessions, you may have encountered his post about this. I hadn't, yet, since I was reading chronolgically.
5/15/2001 10:20:14 AM

I think the "dynasty garment factory" around the corner from our flat might have lost it's lease, or gone down. At least, for the first time ever, the blinds are open, revealing an office strewn with bags of clothing everywhere. Usually the blinds are closed, and you can just catch a glimpse through adjacent, chained double doors of asian women sewing, illuminated by the yellow lights on their machines.

If you haven't been over to the American Gods site recently, you should go and read Neil Gaiman's account of the photography sessions for the author photo of the book (May 10 entry).
5/15/2001 10:11:53 AM

Monday, May 14, 2001

James and I met Faisal, Ilen, Fiona and Craig for dinner at Chow tonight. As usual the food was good, but the restaurant was playing music so loudly that by the end of our tenure the wax was beginning to run out of my ears. I was supposed to go on to Death Guild for an evening of dancing, but bailed instead in favor of silence. So I'm sitting here listening to unknown construction sounds and my cat complaining and James has gone dancing for the evening without me. This makes me somewhat sad, but he doesn't have to work tomorrow, and he doesn't get to see Faisal that often, so I felt that now wasn't the time to insist that he coddle me and stay home. Hear the whining? i'll try to control myself.

My parents were here this weekend. It was the first time my mother'd been to San Francisco, so we climbed Telegraph Hill all the way to Coit Tower and walked through North Beach and Chinatown and back to South of Market where I live. My father seems to have an unhealthy interest in the TransAmerica building - which he photographed from all angles. We left the city to eat in TIburon and Sausalito, since my parents were staying in Marin (Oncologist convention in town), and also drove out to Mill Valley to breakfast with them on Sunday. They are presumably now driving up the coast towards Seattle, where they will see my paternal uncles and other members of my dad's family. I'm glad they came to see me. I was also delighted that there were no guys smoking crack on my doorstep while they were here, and that the person who lives illegally in my basement didn't try to run over his ex-girlfriend again. In fact, San Francisco seemed to rise to the occasion and behaved appropriately in front of the grown-ups, and was just as charming as it was the first week I visited.
5/14/2001 10:06:15 PM

Tuesday, May 08, 2001

From a personal insurance policy I took out recently:

Amendatory Endorsement

Losses Insured and Losses Not Insured

This section is replaced by the following:

We insure for accidental direct physical loss or damage to the property covered except as indicated below. 1. We do not insure for any loss or damage which is caused by one or more of the items below:

a. War, including:
(1) undeclared war;
(2) civil war;
(3) insurrection;
(4) rebellion;
(5) revolution;
(6) warlike act by a military force or military personnel;
(7) destruction, seizure or use for a military purpose;
(8) any effect of these.

Discharge of a nuclear weapon will be deemed a warlike act even if accidental.
b. Seizure or destruction under quarantine or customs regulations.
c. Any order or law of a governmental or municipal authority.
d. Risks of contraband, illegal transportation or trade.
e. Mechanical breakdown, wear and tear, gradual deterioration and inherent vice.
f. Vermin or insects.

2. We do not insure under any coverage for any loss wihich would not have occured in the absence of a Nuclear Hazard, meaning any nuclear reaction, radiation, or radioactive contamination, all whether controlled or uncontrolled or however caused, or any consequence of any of these. Loss caused by the nuclear hazard shall not be considered loss caused by fire, explosion or smoke.

However, we do insure for direct loss by fire resulting from the nuclear hazard.

All other policy provisions apply.

So now I've been set straight.
5/8/2001 07:54:42 PM

Monday, May 07, 2001

So there's been a shakeup at work resulting in the head of my department leaving. I'm still trying to figure out what it actually means.
5/7/2001 03:45:30 PM

Can anyone really distinguish allergies from massive depression? I feel as if someone has been over me with a steamroller, but I suspect it is just the tree pollen.

I only got to do about a third of the things I wanted to do yesterday, but one of them was attending the opening of Crissy Field and getting to see an air circus. It's gorgeous, and feels like a real beach. If you are here, you should go.
5/7/2001 09:15:44 AM

Friday, May 04, 2001

I've also decided that new pictures have to happen for this website. I mean...as much as I like nikki's pic of me on the front of this site, I don't look like that anymore (not even when I bother to goth, which is really rarely these days). Or like this, though I really like the light in it:

photo by crush, 1997
5/4/2001 08:16:47 PM

Ha. Weekend again. Astonishing how that keeps happening. When the week started I was doing prospect research and profiles for potential board members. I'm still not done. I could have gone faster if a) I hadn't been distracted by interesting, irrelevant facts about people related to people I was researching, b) there had been fewer meetings (yes, I'm over the meeting thing, my CDO makes thme a punishment), and c) I'd been more focused.

I'll try to get megastuff done this next week. I feel quite aimless.

Want to know what your San Francisco landlord pays in taxes? It's public information. Go here.
5/4/2001 08:08:42 PM

Thursday, May 03, 2001

It's astonishing how these things fill me with real panic. I was a huge Beatles fan as a teen, and I guess that it's hardwired.
5/3/2001 12:04:32 PM


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