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My monitor is doing this madcap flicker-flicker-flicker thing, and I'm not sure how long I can look at this screen without giving myself a brain aneurysm, but I haven't written in a long time, so I will sally forth or tally ho or whatever the hell, and write an entry anyway. Yeah. I'm tired.
My week was exhausting. I worked every day and then had to race to the BART station to get to my tutoring appointment(s) on time. I never quite made it on time. I didn't get home until at least nine every night, whereupon I had to go right back to bed. I think I may have already whined about this in my newly-redesigned blog.
(This week, by the way? More of the same.)
And now, the portion of the entry where nobody feels sorry for me. I spent the weekend working in Lake Tahoe, which was spectacular squared. I've never been there before, but the drive was gorgeous and the lake is bluer than blue, and huge! Also, there are casinos. Did I go into them? Oh did I ever! (I played a teeny bit of blackjack and slots and roulette and overall won $20.)
I was put up at a lovely little hotel replete with a hot tub and HBO, five minutes down the road from my student's house. My student was great fun to work with. The family was supposed to consist of these ultra-fancy Hollywood types; in fact, they had goats, ducks, and chickens, and served big breakfasts including things like waffles and eggs and homemade raspberry preserves. I befriended the dogs and even held one of the chickens!
(The amusing thing was at the end of the weekend, just when I had been thinking how normal their house was, how it wasn't ostentatious at all, how they were so down-to-earth and everything, his mom said, "We'll be in the main house." And sure enough, there was another house down the road, about a million times bigger than the one we were in!)
I had most of Saturday off, so I drove around taking pictures and exploring Tahoe's natural wonders, such as the beaches and the roulette wheels. Here are some pictures, which don't do justice to how spectacular everything was:
Here's a picture from the road. I kept pulling over to take pictures of foliage, but the best views of foliage often happened when I was whizzing along in front of some huge truck and had no place to pull over. I guess what I am saying is that even the most glorious foliage shots I have are substandard.
This rock was (and I believe still is) sacred to the Native Americans who first lived on the shores of the river. Then whitey blasted a hole in it. (It was neat to drive through, though.)
Proving that California does, in fact, experience autumn. I think it's only the area right around these two little shacks, though.
I ventured up a very precarious hill to try and get a better view of the lake-thing. It's a mighty large lake.
I thought this random sparkle was cool, so I got a picture of it.
Random postcards of pretty:
Appearing at Caesar's: Billy Idol and David Spade. There's a combination worth noting.
A duck.*
A sparkling duck.
Ducks sailing away.
And sailing past.
And saying hi to the other ducks.
Historical marker! Historical marker!
*Photos above do not depict ducks. All "ducks" are really Canada Geese. Information courtesy of the lovely Kim Reed.
No ducks or Canada Geese were harmed in the making of this entry. David Spade and Billy Idol are fine too, as far as I know.
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365 days ago (give or take):
This entry was more than a year ago but I wanted to quote it anyway."You see, I can acknowledge my white guilt, but I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with it."
what i'm reading:
I took a break from Pale Fire (which I am still reading and loving) to read Q is for Quarry on my vacation because I saw it had come out in paperback! Also, thanks to Elizabeth, I am reading The Golden Ratio: The Story of Phi, the World's Most Astonishing Number. Fascinating book about a mathematical phenomenon.
what i'm writing:
Nothing much. However, I did find out some exciting writing-related news. More to come on that!
what i'm watching:
The new season of Angel is the only thing I've managed to see so far.
anything:
I'm not sure how I feel about the election, really. I voted no on the recall, despite the fact that I couldn't bear to vote for Gray Davis in the last election and instead voted for Camejo-- I hate Gray Davis. I hate that our governor is a Republican. But I don't think it was blatant election theft like the whole Bush v. Gore thing, and I do think voters have a right to remove someone from office if they don't like him. I mean, don't they? At least this time we had a choice, and even if I think it's ridiculous to vote for a man who has basically no qualifications, is a puppet for the right, and won't let his wife wear pants... the majority of people did vote for him.
the birds:
Phoebe has been spotted playing with the new bell!
journal quote of the day:
Armless, who partakes in a weekly threesome with me.
AND:
"Some sessions have been good and informative, while others have been extremely tiresome and obvious, like the one that included a twenty-minute discussion about how your internationally-adopted kid probably will not look like you, and let's share our feelings about that. I felt like standing up and yelling, 'WAIT! You mean the daughter I am adopting from China is going to be CHINESE?!??'"
mimi smartypants, who I haven't had a threesome with. Yet.
mood ring:
shakespeare says:
Why should I think you can be mine and true, though you in swearing shake the throned gods, who have been false to Fulvia? Riotous madness, to be entangled with those mouth-made vows, which break themselves in swearing! (Antony and Cleopatra)
biking update:
this year's mileage: 200.6
notes: as per Mr. Ointy, I've been walking.
escapades update:
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