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October 27, 2004
Meredith sings "Bush Love" with a few of her closest friends
On Halloween night and the next day (aka as Meredith's big Double Tov Birthday!) I'll be reading in The Actor's Fund Benefit Performance of Dear George: Letters to the President in New York City with a few of my *wink* closest friends, Tina Louise and Rue McClanahan.
I'm so proud of the producing team and very impressed with their vision and their fortitude in not only getting this off the ground, but making it more successful than I think even they imagined. By Election night the reading will have been produced in over 40 cities across the nation and Rome.
I may be able to score a discount for my close personal friends so if you're interested let me know. And to my oh-so-conservative family: You oughta fly on up and see it. These are the last and only times you'll hear "Bush Love" out of my mouth...that is unless the worst happens and this show has a reason to live on.
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Talking Siriusly
Last night, I had the pleasure of reading some of the Dear George Letters on Sirius radio for the talk show, "Derek and Romain" on the OutQ channel. I had a great time and both Derek and Romain were lovely hosts. For those of you that didn't accidentally tune in, it was one of the few moments in my life I've ever said something positive about Jr. Bush. I was reading from a letter written by somebody else! For more information on seeing me emote more Bush Love...stay tuned.
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A Question of Character
I think this says it all.
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October 21, 2004
Flix Follies
Instead of getting cable I decided to get NetFlix. It's pretty cool. 3 DVDs at a time with an unlimited queue of DVD's that will be sent as each DVD is returned. This is a great way to watch even television shows. None of that $80/month to watch Six Feet Under; just watch the seasons as they go on DVD. I'm also starting to think it might be the way to watch regular television programming as well. Those pesky little icon/ads that pop up AS I AM WATCHING A PROGRAM get bigger and bigger and more and more annoying. These networks, if they aren't careful, are going to throw me off watching television all together... but not Netflix.
One of the movies I rented was "Super-size Me!". This film is a little horrifying for me. I watch this guy slowly and slowly lose energy and health and it's obvious how the change in weight and diet affect him and I live with that extra weight everyday!. For me it's always been trying to reconcile not fitting into assinine conceptions about how a women should look and being healthy. There's a lot of things I refuse to do- whether it might get me a better bod or not. But eating well, excercising...those are the things that even in my most unhealthy state I crave at least a little bit...right alongside that craving for ice cream and cheese.
I think for me it resorts to time; the amount of time I'm willing to focus on food. Oddly enough, when I choose to focus more on food I tend to be more healthy. This summer was an excercise in putting my head in the sand when it came to the food pyramid. I was so tense and pressured about everything else going on that food was the one thing I forgave myself for forgetting...and it shows.
I guess it's time to get back to work and De-Supersize.
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October 18, 2004
an Apple a Day
Years ago I was dating a man that was earning his International MBA (or IMBA) at a prestigious school for such a degree. On one evening we were walking from his house to the local pub, Pavlov's Dog or Group Therapy when I said, "If I had $5000 to spare I'd put my money in Apple Stocks." At that time Apple was going for about $15/share. My reasoning was that Apple had a history of being innovative and had uncharacteristically loyal consumers in an industry that is usually governed by what's cheapest. My date spent the next 15 minutes or so advising against it and even going so far as to ridicule my choice. He may have said something to the effect that it was probably not a bad thing I didn't have the $5000 to waste for that is what I would most likely be doing.
In the end, I went against the advice of my IMBA boyfriend who had spent in the neighborhood of $40k to earn his advanced degree and bought Apple for $18.50/share a few months later when I got a little money to invest.
Now my stock is worth $45/share and rumored to be going up. Since I've purchased my stock Apple created the Ipod line and the Itunes branch of the company and still continues to be the main choice for high-end graphics professionals.
I wonder if my ex feels like he wasted his $40k?
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October 10, 2004
Black is the color of my True Love's hair
After 36 hours of labor (sorry, "surges"), my sis had a baby girl weighing 6lbs 12 oz (ish) and 20 3/4 inches long. She was born at 7:01 a.m. on October 9, 2004. She has a baby head topped with black baby hair. By the time I touched down in Austin and made it to the hospital she was a little more than 12 hours old and she finally had a name; Magdelena Anežka (That's a "hot czech" over the "z").
As I'm holding her in my arms, looking at her baby face looking at me and realizing the simple act of breathing for her is new and wondrous, she is so warm and lovely and everything escapes my brain except her and the sure knowledge of the following:
There is a God.
This is true love.
Welcome to the world Little Magda.
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October 08, 2004
The Key...
seems to be buggy. I tried using TypeKey exclusively on this blog and alas, many people had serious issues with commenting. I've still got the feature but I am also doing it the old way (anyone can post and I'll approve when I get them emailed to me.) I was hoping TypeKey would be an easy way of fighting those damn spam commenters without me having to oversee it too much. I suppose I'll have to keep waiting.
Anyway, comments are back up and easy so tell me what yer thinkin!
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October 06, 2004
My Next Move is in December
I'm finally moved in to my swanky basement apartment (who knew a basement apartment could be swanky...but it is) and still working out the kinks of moving in. I hate moving. Hate it. Hate it. I do credit myself with being pretty organized when it comes to moving. I credit my parents moving every few years when I was a child and making an absolute mess out of it.
*flashback*
Dad in the garage of my mom's house whilst helping for another move.
DAD: Hey, these our our dishes when your mom and I got married.
ME: Really? Cool. We should actually unpack them in the next place.
DAD: I'll get them.
CRASH! BANG! BOOM! as the box which was not adequately taped at the bottom opened from said bottom and spilled out my history, and inheritance.
So much for Heirlooms.
*end Flashback*
I've always tried to be organized and well-packed so that even the most brutish mover and most likely friend can't break my green/white vase inherited from Grandma L. This move I managed to pack my breakables well, including my new china which was somebody elses wedding china I "inherited" for $25 at a garage sale. But that was about it. This move was a nightmare. NIGHTMARE and I'm too embarassed to fully discuss it. Suffice it to say it was not fun and in the words of my brother it was s 'the worst move ever!'.
I've vowed to never move again...at least not for the next two years unless I can afford to hire somebody to do everything and even then maybe not. This place has a backyard and a grill and a large kitchen and 1 br all to myself. Then I got an email from these guys and I think I'm going to be movin' in December. I'm thinking of enlisting friends to move as well.
For more information about why I'm going to "move" check this info. In this situation moving might not be such a bad thing. If you are in the NY area on December 11th and want to join me send me a comment. If you can't join but still want to help, I'll need your support! More info to follow on my team and how you can donate/help!
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October 01, 2004
Suh-WING!
Seems my move to NJ gets a little exciting come Election time. I am now registered to vote in a Swing state where my vote might actually make a difference. Don't get me wrong, I'd cast my vote if I still lived in Texas. Knowing that I could be instrumental in determining where my state's electoral votes swing just makes it more exciting.
After that debate last night, can there be any question that Kerry is going to make a fantastic president? All Georgie could say is "wrong war, wrong place, wrong time"- so much so that I'm left to wonder: "Who's he trying to convince really?
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The Buzz (This is what a-happened.)
So I've been MIA for the last few weeks. There's so much to tell and so much I've done but I suppose I should start at the beginning.
First I can't say how honored I was at the talent that came out for Celebrate NY. The artist, the band, the businesses who donated were A-plus. I am so humbled and honored by their work and willingness to donate for this little idea I have.
The event was a good time and came off really well. We managed to get some decent press (prominently featured in Time Out NY), raise a little money for the charity, and sow the seeds for future events.
Upon returning home that night I was a little shell-shocked from the realization that I had completed the last project in my own personal summer of craziness. I was pleased in many ways about the event, but as usual I can't help but wish I had done more. I was tired but still a little too wired to contemplate sleep. On PBS there was a documentary about some of the survivors of 9-11 and the process they went through on that day.
It's amazing how fresh the wounds emerge, like a rare and macabre rebirth of a sad and deformed baby that scares you but you none-the-less love. You watch the tower get hit...yet again and you can't help but wish fervently that it doesn't happen. That it won't happen. This time that jet full of people and fear and hate will miss and there'll be time to regroup and do something. But the missile reaches its target and there you are, once again with this child, misshapen and unnatural; innocence charred and blemished. But it was innocence once, and for that you cherish it; you will never have another one again.
It's still amazing to me how a group of people so far away could work so fastidiously and selflessly to be so destructive and foster such hatred. Terror cells on the globe like little carcinomas waiting to infiltrate and destroy. Terror cells linked by doctrine only; destroy, eradicate, undermine.
And then I got angry, livid really. Laying on my borrowed bed staring at a 9inch television after my very first Post 9-11 event. Those bastards will pay for what they've done and in the most unlikely way. They'll regret the day they ever came after us...after me and MY city in such a way. They will be the victims of their own weapon and forever regret the day they showed us how to use it.
What if instead of terror cells there were cells of a different kind? Cells united in only the name of fostering community, democracy, and peace. Next year, instead of one 9-11 event designed to improve, beautify, educate a community, what if there were 20? All over the state, country, globe. For every terror cell that germinates, let us create and foster twenty cells of Peace, Forgiveness, Community, Tolerance.
So my efforst are redoubled to make this 9-11 movement as big, as prosperous as far-reaching as it possibly can be. I owe my business plan, in part, to Mr. Bin Ladin. He taught me the power of fragmentation with a single purpose. I'm going to use it to destroy him...or at least what he stands for.
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