tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54422572011-04-21T21:18:05.754-07:00kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.comBlogger721100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-56824578247292782292008-11-16T22:56:00.000-08:002008-11-16T23:36:14.265-08:00

I returned from a two week trip to New Zealand about a week ago. My heart and mind are still there. Being so visually oriented, I was floored. The sky I can never forget.

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This is the first time I've tried postng to my blog from my iphone. I do wish here was a mobile version of blogger, but I'm happy enough that this actually works. I'm going to New Zealand for two weeks starting next Friday. I won't be taking my computer. Now I know my only challenge will be finding wifi access. Let me apologize to my 2.5 readers ahead of time for not paying $2/min premiums for

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Maybe it's the hormones, but this made me tear up a little...

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When I worked in the cafe at Malaprop's years and years ago, one of our regulars - I believe his name was Derek - described to me a philosophy about the impact of events over time. Events, he said, are like rocks dropped in a pond, the ripples from which radiate in all directions. The waves don't just move into the future. They also move into the past (and presumably into parallel realities, but

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I love the 2003 album Killing Joke. I never really cared about finding out more about their earlier music. Then Chris showed me this, the thing he considers quintessential Killing Joke. Now I love them even more.

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I was going to start writing again today, but I got distracted by a website that let me make this: kpsamsara.muxtape.com.

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We will go see this movie in the theater.

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I'm not a big fan of being overtly manipulated by movies. I hate myself if I cry during a Steven Spielberg picture. I much prefer to be affected by subtlety, surprises, sudden and unexpected tragedies, and uncomfortable personal relationships. I'm not a fan of being told to feel a certain way by a montage. I also despise the overused convention of focusing on an individual's face as they confront

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As Moe Szyzlak's father used to say, "Sooner or later, everybody gets shot." Yep. It's inevitable. Death. It's a-comin'. Thanks for the reminder, guys. No Country for Old Men was a real holiday treat. I take comfort in the fact that the odds of me encountering any of the brutal ends depicted here are slim. What's unnerving is that when confronted with the choice, I might rather take a quick

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I must have been in a mood on Wednesday when I decided to break in my latest pair (of two) of blue patent leather shoes, but I mean, come on...Usually, a reasonable amount of comfort is required in my shoe purchases, no matter how high the heel. I'm not quite sure where my pain tolerance lies on the scale with most women. I've endured pointe shoes and ski boots for hours at a time. I'm no

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I saw this great band last night at The Mezzanine here in San Francisco - Do Make Say Think. I hadn't heard them before, but since I've been listening to Explosions in the Sky's All of a Sudden I Miss Everyone non-stop since mid-summer, I was won over pretty quickly. First of all, this band has two drummers. All told, there were eight people on stage. What were the other six people playing? Two

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My Veoh videos don't play back very well for me, but apparently those of you using other browsers and OSs might be having better luck. Until I figure out something better, I guess I'll just live with it. If you prefer, you can download the MPEG-4 versions from the RSS feed or the REELS archive page...once I've updated them.Online Videos by Veoh.com

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Personally, I'm not a huge fan of chicken. I'm more than mildly disturbed by the chicken industry, and the only way I can manage not to think about it is to generally avoid eating chicken altogether. However, a few weeks ago, I stepped out of my office to the sudden and intoxicating smell of fried chicken. I knew it was KFC, which never was my favorite. Nevertheless, off I marched to the Taco

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You may be thinking I'm losing momentum on this writing thing. Yeah, maybe a little. Don't worry. I'll have more to share when my head is not so filled with work.In the meantime, let me share with you one of the things that I use to escape from work thoughts. No words are needed when taking pictures of buildings.

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A sports movie? Really? I didn't believe it when Chris told me he caught Stick It! on Encore one night and loved it. Yes, I'm talking about the gymnastics movie written and directed by the same woman who brought us Bring It On. I happened to stumble upon it my own self late on Friday night after too much caffeine and no desire to sleep. It surprised me. It's a simple story. A teenage girl gets

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Instead of writing in my blog this weekend...I went to Limon on Friday night for the very first time. The Rioja, Ceviche, Tartara, and the Bandido (especially the Bandido) were fantastic.Chris took to me to a toy show at Super7 on Saturday to check out the custom painted vinyls. Pretty cool stuff.We drove around the city on Sunday and had a hard time escaping the Fleet Week excitement.

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*Words of Cordelia Chase in her last appearance on Angel before her death.It's time for my confession. I think everyone I know knows that I'm a huge Buffy fan. I'm not sure anyone realizes how much of a fan I really am. There is no other TV show that has ever come close to grabbing my attention the way Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel (the Buffy spin-off) have. Even Battlestar Galactica, a

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There is no acceptable form of birth control. My grandmother used to make a joke about how best to use the pill. "Hold it between your knees." Yeah, I tried that, and it's really hard to do while having sex. Har har.I quit hormones after 12+ years. They started to make me crazy in both pill and ring form. My stress rose to intolerable levels. Let's not speak of the headaches. Of course, my doctor

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I know I'm a little behind the times on this one. I call myself an atheist, and I let Sam Harris's The End of Faith languish on the shelf for three years? As I've mentioned on many occasions, I rarely pick up books without pictures since my tenure at Malaprop's ended many, many moons ago. Even in those days, you'd rarely catch me with a work of non-fiction. Science fiction and slipstream

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Before I share with you my review of the silent era classic The Birth of a Nation, I think we should step back a moment and consider how sophisticated we have become at using moving pictures (with sound!) to create gripping social commentary. Check out this gem:Now consider D.W. Griffith's legendary epic, also known as The Clansman. Chris requested that we order this one from Netflix. I was

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Do I think the meat industry is destroying the planet? Yes. Do I think America's brain-washed love affair with fast food is a major cause of our country's health crisis? Yes. Do I think the hormones, antibiotics, and carcinogens found in grilled burger meat will kill me if I don't stop living out this crazy fantasy? Yes. Do I think killing animals for food is inherently wrong? Well, no. I have no

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When I was at Bard, I had high hopes of producing my senior film as a triptych. I wanted the main narrative reel in the center frame with two projections on either side - identical to each other but more evocative of what the characters in the main frame were feeling. What a pain in the ass. Never-mind maintaining perfect synchronization, what about dealing with three projectors? Oh right and 45

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Blast! This would have been a much better title for my previous post on Genesis P-Orridge and his transgender experiments. Since it's so good, I figured I should post again. To do so, I needed some content, so I dug up this clip from their five day stay at Galapagos in Brooklyn last year. Enjoy.

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Last night, I witnessed first hand the pandrogyny of Genesis P-Orridge with Psychic TV at The Independent here in San Francisco. Yes, the man has breasts now, in case you weren't paying attention, and likes to be called s/he, my favorite pronoun often used in place of the more formal 'one' when referring to hypothetical individuals.Gen is working on his own hypothesis. Here's an excerpt from an

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I felt bad about the photo, so here:

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Wow, I seriously wish I had a better picture for you...Taken from the balcony at The FillmoreLet me just say the photo does not do this band justice. Yeah Yeah Yeahs consistently puts on a fantastic live show, and last night was no exception. The fact that they played at The Fillmore was just icing on the cake. Their shows always seem to go by so fast, but they serious pack it in. There's at

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Hey, check it out. Somebody wrote a book about me. It's not very flattering, really. Apparently, I'm one of millions enthusiastically greasing the wheels for the demise of art, decency, and objective journalism. So what? I'm famous...or at least somehow relevant. That's all that matters, right?Joking aside, I'm simply not sure where to begin. I have this gnawing feeling that Keen could have made

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I'm trying to reserve judgement until I finish reading his book, but this interview really makes Andrew Keen an easy target...I was especially amused by Keen's assertion that Colbert's admission that he learned about WMDs in Iraq from the President and his staff somehow supports Keen's argument that bloggers aren't objective. I think he expected Stephen to say he learned about WMDs on the

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It must be a sign of the apocalypse. Chris is selling his toys on eBay.I exaggerate. He's just selling a few toys so that he has some extra space and funds for his new toys. This is the time when I get to test his theory that all these purchases were 'investments' or that they at least will not decrease in value over time. Check them out, if you're curious. He's getting rid of some pretty nice

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Apollo's Song by Osamu TezukaWe went to this manga show at the Asian Art Museum here in San Francisco a few weeks ago. Chris, of course, was easily pursuaded to go on this outing with me and Bill due to the subject matter at hand. I, personally, love the Asian Art Museum. The sculptures of the Bodhisattvas and Hindu gods on the top floor are my favorite. I didn't think I'd be so interested in the

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I think I've posted more entries here in the last three weeks than I have in the entire history of my website. Earthlyworld.com has been around since, dare I say, 2000? I used to use it for photo, video, and link sharing - not so much for writing even after I turned the home page into a blog in '04. Even then, I rarely updated the photos, videos, or links. You can see, dear reader, that life has

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It's hard to believe that this guy......wrote this song. "Breathless"It's up in the morning and on the downsLittle white clouds like gambolling lambsAnd I am breathless over youAnd the red-breasted robin beats his wingsHis throat it trembles when he singsFor he is helpless before youThe happy hooded bluebells bowAnd bend their heads all a-downHeavied by the early morning dewAt the whispering

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Then you'll probably like this place. They deliver all over San Francisco, but their online ordering system is unreliable. It worked, but not without three phone calls. If I wanted to use the phone, I would have called in the order in the first place. The good news is that they deliver to our place. Goat Hill is the only other decent place that'll do that for us.Let me back up. I guess most

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By the title of this post, you might think I'm about to write a bad review of the Lee Scratch Perry show I saw with Chris, Bill, and Erika last night at the Independent:I'm really just here to share my observations. If you don't know who Lee "Scratch" Perry is, this interview will be enlightening. It provides insight, if not an actual excuse, as to why he thought he could get away with that

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I consider my writing style to be pretty casual. I like to think that I have a good writing voice, that I represent myself - or, rather, am myself - when I write here. I believe I choose to break grammatical rules to actually acheive the effect of real speech when appropriate. When I read what I write, I hear the voice that I hear in my head every day. That's a worthy goal, right, representing

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I was happy to return to listening to music in my car this morning. This Guided By Voices song really struck me today:I am a scientist - i seek to understand meAll of my impurities and evils yet unknownI am a journalist - i write to you to show youI am an incurableAnd nothing else behaves like meAnd i know what's rightBut i'm losing sightOf the clues for which i search and chooseTo abuseTo just

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I generally don't read books without pictures these days (or at least I don't finish them), and I NEVER read anything from the self-help genre. When I worked at Malaprop's, I saw who bought those books. I'm sorry, everybody, but if you ever wondered if the guy at the record store or the chick at the bookstore actually judged you, labeled you, and made fun of you based on what you bought, consider

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...or other horribly unnatural things you can do to your lower half, check this out:From an article almost a year ago in USA Today:Paragard is one of two intrauterine devices, or IUDs, sold in the USA. IUDs fell out of favor after one, the Dalkon Shield, was linked to miscarriage-related infections and deaths and recalled in 1975. Today's IUDs have proven to be quite safe and effective, and

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This year, our boss decided to give annual bonuses at the end of the fiscal year instead of at Christmas. It was a bit of a pseudo-profit sharing sort of deal, but never mind that. It's really not the point. The point is that I was able to look into a few worthy non-profits that were not taking advantage of the holiday season to get in my face for donations.That said, there were a few lucky

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For many days now, Comcast Digital Cable in San Francisco has been having some...issues.

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My coworkers were afraid to ask me about these today. I wear these bruises like badges of honor, and they just think someone's beating me up. You know, if someone you care about is actually covered in bruises, maybe you SHOULD ask. Either there's a good reason (I.E. kung fu class) or there's a real problem.

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You: Why kung fu?Me: Why use words when I can let my fists do the talking?You: What, is this some sort of relic from your backwoods, North Carolina, redneck upbringing?Me: Quit with your dixie-bashing, or I'll have to kick your ass.You: (blank stare)Me: I'm just yankin' yer chain. Me? Big fan of words. I'll give you a dozen reasons why your prejudice against the South is uncalled for before

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I've found myself recently with a lot more time to engage in 'research' for work. We're currently adding a good number of 'web 2.0' features into our video portal application, so as the product manager, it's my responsibility to keep up on this stuff. This means keeping up with new tools and technologies, going to obnoxious conferences, and reading the very occasional (yawn) academic study on how

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I'm happy to report, dear reader, that Santa Cruz did not entice me to stay longer than it took me to buy a t-shirt, take a picture, and eat a burger. However, I was surprised to realize that Santa Cruz is only ten minutes away from me doing this:That's my foot in a real river. Again, I had to ask myself, "When was the last time I did this?" This time, I couldn't remember. Not since Asheville,

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Mom and Jim came to visit us in San Francisco this weekend, so we left the Mission for the first time in a while to go somewhere other than Oakland, Japantown or the Mel's on Geary. (That's the best one, in case you were wondering.) I think it's been almost two years since I've been to the beach, and I've never been to Sausalito...until yesterday. I can't say that Sausalito was very exciting;

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-48619658753752237422007-07-04T22:22:00.000-07:002007-08-28T08:47:48.818-07:00

I know it, shut up. Nick Zinner qualifies as one of my top ten favorite people on the planet, so I'm letting you know that Yeah Yeah Yeahs has a new EP coming out later this month. And here's a video to tide us over. It's no Y Control, but it'll do. (Have you seen that video?)I'm just finding out about this, too, so don't feel bad.

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-87080532506030777592007-06-24T18:38:00.000-07:002007-07-04T23:40:21.828-07:00

...also known as Why We Won't Pick Up Bill 'On the Way' Anymore...Accident #1Accident #2Accident #3

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I know it's been almost two months since my last official post, but it's not like I haven't been updating stuff on this site. Take a look over on the right there. It's a little messier than it was before, but now you can get to my (our) crap with fewer clicks. The photo thumbnails show the most recent two additions to our flickr photostream. Chris and I share a flickr account, so if there's ever

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Let's get something straight. I may occasionally resent the child-like glow that eminates from my husband when he receives a new toy in the mail, but I do not consider myself a toy widow. Do I wish I could be the reason for that sparkle in his eye? Sure, but I'd be pretty disappointed if our shelves weren't full of colorful armored suits, vinyls, and that cool-ass Japanese packaging. It's not

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Sorry, Melissa. Once I start paying for the ski trips, I might pick the destination. It is ironic that Dad and I went to Park City a few years in a row while you were living in California. Don't be sad. We'll always have Buffy. Remember the good times.This year we went to Telluride to ski which turned out to be quite a treat. It's in a box canyon, so we were surrounded by mountains. I managed to

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No news here. I just thought I'd mention that I finally fixed the RSS feeds for the film and reels video podcasts. Sorry for the trouble. Apple didn't make it quite as easy as I'd hoped to maintain my podcast pages or feeds. Oh well. As my dad, the shrink, used to say, "Life's rough."

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We love Tokyo!! I'd move there in a heartbeat, but I don't think the Japanese really want me there. I respect that. It only makes me want to live there more, but I respect that.I thought that I'd arrived in Tokyo without a word of Japanese, but I realized over the course of the week that there were several words I knew. For example: - arigato - thanks - hai - yes - gaijin - foreigner,

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1169218464725846102007-01-19T06:37:00.000-08:002007-06-24T19:31:27.984-07:00

Since the first day we arrived in Tokyo, Chris and I have not been able to escape the news of this crazy new burger that McDonald's decided to release only in Japan. Four patties, three pieces of bread, etc, etc. Just like the Big Mac, I guess, except double the meat. Apparently, sales of this limited time offer went through the roof - http://www.japantoday.com/jp/news/396309. However, tonight,

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Please. I don't speak a word of your language. You served me food and beverage. I was a pain in your ass. Just take the damn money. That said, your politeness renews my faith in the human race.This was just one small experience here in Tokyo that makes us not want to return to the US. Need another? Well, Chris can get a piece of meat with an egg on top of it in almost any restaurant. What else?

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1160365340319375502006-10-08T19:27:00.000-07:002007-07-24T21:26:18.383-07:00

I want the product placement team at Saturn to pat themselves on the back, (as) if they haven't already. Not only did they get their car on one of my favorite shows, but they even got Veronica Mars, herself, to make a planet-related joke about it. Well done, boys and girls. It was an obvious choice for an easy win - not to mention completely in keeping with GM's 'alternative' marketing strategies

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I don't go to rock shows much anymore. I like to be certain what I am seeing is of sound quality before I commit. Call me a late adopter, if you will, or maybe just too old to wonder out to shows on any random day of the week. I am, however, a repeat customer when I see something I like, so I was extremely pleased to get out to the Download Festival at the Shoreline to see Beck and the Yeah Yeah

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1157598835467607022006-09-06T20:03:00.000-07:002007-06-24T19:32:57.115-07:00

If you're one of the three people who visited my site in the last day and a half, you may care to know that the links to videos has been fixed, broken, and fixed again. There are two video podcast links available now, too. The REELS feed may actually be updated as often as twice a month. The FILMS feed averages 2.5 years of lag between episodes, assuming I complete a finished film this year.

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1157336538185450952006-09-03T19:16:00.000-07:002007-06-24T19:33:15.858-07:00

Veoh.com isn't all that, so I've also made my films avialble as a Video Podcast. Films on .mac will take you to a page where you can choose to subscribe to the podcast in iTunes or simply endure the progressive download of each film on its own page. Use the RSS feed at the bottom right to subscribe using any RSS reader, including iTunes.

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I have terrible news. As the first anniversary of my most recent post passed last month, I found that my website had disappeared from the internet. Thank you, prohosting.com, for dumping my site without a warning note - or at least not one that I can find in any junk or spam filter I looked in. It was for the best, really. As the second anniversary of my very first post passed shortly thereafter,

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1122758871381480992005-07-30T12:52:00.000-07:002007-06-24T19:34:44.716-07:00

My husband, the fatalist, was optimistic when George W. Bush came into office in 2000 for one reason alone. Punk rock. Music, art, and even comedy lost its edge as Clinton fattened us up with a strong economy and a juicy scandal. Chris was certain that the return of an ultra-conservative, power-hungry warmonger to power would spark some new underground movement driven by rage and righteousness.

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1113199798394898432005-04-10T22:49:00.000-07:002005-05-08T13:51:24.080-07:00

I'm still here. Yes, the past four months have slipped right by me. I'm sure I've been busy with something important. Paying my bills. Watching Battlestar Galactica. Painting the bedroom. Sorting bits of paper into folders. Not doing my yoga.A few interesting things have happened, I suppose. We've finally settled into our new place. I've added the photos, so you can take a look. We also had a

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1103518216018177262004-12-19T20:16:00.000-08:002007-06-24T19:49:46.586-07:00

Many years ago, the City of San Francisco stopped reporting suicide jumpers from the Golden Gate Bridge. The youthful and naive are now saved from the horrors of the, undoubtably, absurdly high death toll. And so are the would-be jumpers. Perhaps others whose lofty hopes of peace and social change were dashed on Election Day found some other way to end their misery. Me? Well, I bought a loft.

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1098613522909419072004-10-24T03:11:00.000-07:002005-05-08T13:49:07.746-07:00

I've been a little obsessed about the upcoming election. I'm not sure this blog will do anyone any service since I don't generally tell anyone when I've updated it. I've decided I'd rather it be a timeless tome of blathering than a useless update of stuff you should be reading about yourselves, anyway. Instead, I offer you a small handful of new photos of San Francisco. Just think what might be

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1095901298460330332004-09-22T17:44:00.000-07:002007-06-24T19:51:11.210-07:00

From MoveOn.org:President Bush says "our strategy is succeeding" and Iraq "is headed toward democracy." He says "Freedom is on the march."But the CIA told Bush recently that the scenarios we're really facing there range from "an Iraq whose stability would remain tenuous" -- a quagmire -- to civil war.Senator Bob Graham (D-FL) is calling on Bush to level with us, by releasing the CIA report,

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1094272612171937422004-09-03T21:32:00.000-07:002005-05-08T13:46:52.896-07:00

The RNC this week has left me a little drained and speechless. I do feel the need to share this story about Kerry's reaction to the whole event. It disappeared from the cnn.com headlines fairly quickly, so I thought I'd share.

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1093828115194268712004-08-29T17:48:00.000-07:002007-06-24T19:51:59.575-07:00

The dog days of summer are supposed to be over, but apparently it takes me a few cycles before I remember how the weather actually works here in San Francisco. I should have known as I drove home along I-280 when I saw not a spec of fog coming over the hills from Half Moon Bay. Usually, I'm quite taken with the speed of the clouds as they fall over the mountains into the Crystal Springs

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1093156920512152842004-08-21T23:17:00.000-07:002007-07-24T21:26:42.611-07:00

I've been bad. I must offer penance to the Blog. It's been too long since last I wrote. My excuse? This time it's illness. I've had a bit of a fever and congestion since last Saturday. Denial of all responsibility was the only remedy. Stress of work, stress of Blog, stress of, you know, doing stuff had to be avoided, at all costs. That's my story, and I'm stickin' to it.Meanwhile, blazing

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I'm not sure why I'm posting. I have nothing to report. But since I've embraced the culture of the Blog, I must embrace the purpose of the Blog. It is a forum for my meaningless, self-endulgent ramblings. I know some think of the Blog as a means for communicating to one's family and friends. Some consider it a public diary - a forum for depressed, geeky teens(?) to spill their guts for the world

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I have a song stuck in my head. At least this time, it's a good one. Here's the chorus:They will see us waving from such great heightsCome down now, they'll sayBut everything looks perfect from far awayCome down now, but we'll stay...If you don't know it already, it's Such Great Heights by the Postal Service. The full song lyrics are quite clever, too, but the chorus has that pseudo-

kpsamsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17862655008998705620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442257.post-1091492096442290912004-08-02T17:05:00.000-07:002005-05-08T13:41:33.610-07:00

I keep trying to come up with some new way to make it easy for me to update my website. Instead I find that I have the most fun redesigning the entire thing each time I have the inkling to reach out to my distant friends and family. So here it is. The latest. I've tried something new this time. I'm using a blogger to update the home page. Now I can update my random ramblings from any computer. It

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