Freedoms

Wednesday, Oct. 14, 2009 - 6:54 a.m.

The weather channel at five this morning my time was showing us the remnants of Typhoon Melor.

The bed music was "Wipe Out."

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Yesterday, we had a Blustery Day.

The building shook, and the wind was so loud, I couldn't sleep when I usually take an afternoon nap.

I was so grateful for the friends who were online yesterday. Thanks, you guys!

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A couple of folks asked about how my bangs are doing and how my bass playing is coming along, so here.

This was taken during the storm consisting of the dregs of Typhoon Melor. Enjoy my hurricane hair. And on a related note, for those who have been following the Will She Or Won't She saga, I have passed the six-month mark without cutting my own bangs:

Things are well. I have been playing the bass for five months now, and I am proficient enough to be able to play along with a basic understanding of the bassline of most songs that I attempt by the third or fourth time through. Many more tries are required to get it right, of course.

My next goal is to find a crappy old cheap bass that still works, over on Craigslist or something, so I can keep one down in Orange County to practice on. Although if it comes to it, I can probably skip playing for as many days as my trip lasts, as long as I resume within a day or so of returning to San Francisco.

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In other news, a series of pictures of California's First Lady, Maria Shriver, shows her repeatedly breaking our state's cell phone law.

Her husband has stated that there will be charitable donations made equivalent to the costs of the violations.

Um, NO, as a citizen who does not have that same option or privilege, I strenuously object.

Maria Shriver has been caught fulfilling her genetic destiny and is nothing more to me now than just another bootlegging Kennedy scofflaw.

How about if she just fucking gets a citation and drivers license points and raised insurance rates like the rest of us have to when WE do stupid shit?

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Speaking of photos, Jaycee Dugard is appearing in the upcoming People magazine; as somebody who understands a little too well how easily mental manipulation can happen, I am so grateful that she's recuperating from what happened, and if I could tell her one thing, it would be this: If anybody asks you why you didn't run when you had enough freedom to do so, tell them to fuck off. Freedom isn't just being able to walk around and do whatever you want -- there's a whole set of inner shackles that have to be gone, too.

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Okay, that's it. Have a good Wednesday.

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