emotional support animals

a very odd conversation about donkey shoes at linda's last night somehow brought adam here this morning: pony reeboks which in itself is amazing. reebok pumps and "casual shoes" for miniature horses? case closed. i think if we focus on that though, we miss the true gem here: service ponies. service ponies! i want to see this in action! i want to see a horse open a door! i want to see a horse alert its owner that the phone is ringing! yes! i'm pretty determined right now to have the world's first emotional support polar bear. watch out.

oopsie daisy

i just realized i had this thing set so only people with google accounts could leave comments. that's fixed now! though my google account is like my third arm. mostly just to spite adam. okay not really. it's just the best.

they did what?

"City Police Spied Broadly Before G.O.P. Convention" "Activists are showing a well-organized network made up of anti-Bush sentiment; the mixing of music and political rhetoric indicates sophisticated organizing skills with a specific agenda." "This bicycle, having been built for the sole purpose of protesting during the R.N.C., is capable of spraying anti-R.N.C.-type messages on surrounding streets and sidewalks" somebody pinch me, cause it sure feels like i just woke up in shah-era iran, and the savak is running wild. 2003 was a frightening time, for sure. there was probably a legitimate fear of assembling a huge group of people who were pro-war in the middle of new york city. yes. we get that. but this crossed the line. last time i checked, this was still in effect: "Congress shall make no law...abridging the freedom of speech...or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances." and being a hippie or a loudmouth artist didn't warrant a police record. if you want to read a serious ramble about this, visit the Daily Kos

il pleut.

today is one of those early spring (not quite spring-like) days in seattle when i just have to throw my hands up and concede. the sun is nearly here. nearly. we get glimpses here and there; just enough to jog our memories and make us forget for a short time how goddamned miserable wet feet and frizzy hair are after 6 months. but. it's still raining. and today, i had to let it go, or perish. my windows are open. there is a warm and hopeful breeze. the rain does sound nice. olive is howling at the ceiling fan. earlier today she discovered crows and has not left her window perch since. one has just landed on the chimney across from my window. they are having a heated conversation. crow does not seem to be impressed by her ability to lick the back of her own neck. (a trick that will certainly never be lost on me) i moped my way over to elliott bay books this morning. as did every other seattlite escaping the weather. we do like our books and coffee over here. that is not a lie. picked up dave eggers' new book "what is the what," and am now taking my very first graphic novel for a spin: "persopolis" by marjane satrapi. will eventually get around to posting about the book i'm currently reading: "we wish to inform you that tomorrow we will be killed with our families." it's infuriating. and has spurred an africa obsession in me. more on that later. the world is frightening right now, isn't it? i say this and realize that for 90% of the world's population, the world has been frightening for a long time. can't wait to be off the brink of everything. i just want sunshine and peace already. in the meantime, olive will nap and i will bake adam some scones.

conversation overheard on the bus today: girl: "i drove to work yesterday. i saw you walking to the bus stop on my way home." guy: "yeah, it was nasty outside last night" girl: "i thought about asking you if you wanted a ride. but my car is really dirty." guy: "yeah" girl: "...and i don't have automatic locks. so i would have had to like reach across and open the door to let you in." *silence for the rest of the bus ride* okay, so even if that happened to be the case, and this girl was feeling a little lazy, why on earth would you say that outloud? make up any other reason: brake failure, need to pee, dying grandmother, etc. not "eh, didn't really feel like stretching my arm out at that moment, so i left you to stand in the freezing rain." what would i do without public transportation?