Happy Holidays to you and all your loved ones.
Holiday Persimmons, Photo by Yours Truly.
Where Quiet Dignity is on Indefinite Hiatus
Holiday Persimmons, Photo by Yours Truly.
Today I had to drive to San Francisco to pick up my son who is home for Winter Break. He’s at a college an hour or so south of San Francisco aka through some the worst traffic in the country. Anyway, our agreement is that he gets himself to San Francisco and I’ll pick him up there. This time he didn’t take the bus. He took a different bus and a train. So I had to pick him up at a different spot than usual. He was coming with a friend who we were drop off on our way home, which is only relevant because there were witnesses.
Have I mentioned before that I am directionally deprived? Even with a GPS?
Anyway, I departed right from work and headed to San Francisco and as soon as I was in the city remembering how much I hate all the other people driving in traffic I came to a big old sign that said the street I was supposed to turn on (left or right or some direction or other) was CLOSED. So I detoured and then the stupid GPS started telling me to turn right on streets where you can’t turn right so after some horror and frustration I decided I was close enough (I wasn’t, actually) and I would park in the nearest parking garage and walk there to get them.
So I did this, and somehow I ended up in a part of the PARKING garage where they don’t actually let you park. And this guy is all snotty with me about me trying to turn around and then he says “you have to go up” So… right. I can’t find any arrows pointing up so I decided fine, I will leave the parking garage and try to find the train station only you can’t get out without paying and I wasn’t allowed to park anywhere and anyway someone ended up voiding my ticket and I was back where I was twenty effing minutes before still with no idea how to find the damn train station.
That’s right. I got lost in a parking garage.
So three times on my way to hell, the GPS is telling me I have arrived at my destination. (Nuh-uh!!) And my son is texting me that they are standing right across from a big Safeway and right then I see a Safeway!
Only it’s not clear how to get there and I took a wrong turn onto … actually the street I was looking for anyway. And there was a Starbucks with PARKING! (It’s a fucking miracle that there is free parking in downtown San Francisco — kind of South of Marketish I don’t really know for sure) so I parked at the Starbucks and told my son to find me.
There was some confusion, mostly my fault — imagine that– about directions and they walked the wrong way and NOBODY including me was dressed for San Francisco. It was cold. Because it happens the Safeway I saw was not the Safeway they were seeing. Then someone on twitter (you know who you are) said I needed a 12 digit grid cord and then they could find me. And what the hell Army thing is that? Because this person is in the Army. Meanwhile I paid $2.45 for a mint tea I didn’t want so I wouldn’t feel guilty about using the Starbuck’s bathroom.
So anyway an hour later they find me and we got the hell out of San Francisco.
And this is why I am NEVER the navigator. The upside is that by the time we were leaving traffic wasn’t hardly bad at all.
First SCOTUS was 6-3 in upholding Federal subsidies for health insurance. Then they were 5-4 in overturning bans on same-sex marriage.
The US changed today, for the better. There’s a long way to go yet but I’m enjoying these historic decisions.
Here at Jewel Central we play along with the NCAA March madness tournament, but in a way that doesn’t stop the fun. If we used a traditional method, we’d all be out in the first round.
Instead, we pick one round at a time for each of the tourneys (women’s and men). This way, every one has something at stake in every round. Feel free to play along. Last year we had a blast, along with snarky comments. Everyone welcome. You get bragging rights for every win!
Link to a printable Men’s bracket (PDF): 2015 Men’s Bracket
Link to a printable Women’s bracket (PDF) 2015 Women’s Bracket
Select your predicted winners for the Men’s games taking place on March 17 and 18. Report your choices in the comments.
You have until Thursday to make your picks for the first round of both.
I went outside tonight and ended up taking a 12 second video of what it sounded like. You may need to turn up your audio. That’s frogs. And then owls hooting. The video is black because, well, it was dark out.
I love listening to the frogs and the owls and it’s been so long since the frogs were this loud.
This post is an author’s tale of how she confronted a reviewer who did not like her book, an article published in The Guardian, and so given legitimacy.
This post was written by a man who felt his ex should continue interacting with him even though she did not want to.
I see little difference between what’s behind these two articles. In one, an author can’t get past someone’s bad review. Despite all evidence that the reviewer did not wish to be known, this author tracked down the reviewer and made contact. On multiple occasions.
In the other, a woman no longer wished to see her ex, and he writes and publishes an article in which he details why he should get what he wants.
In both, we have the words of the person who pursued a relationship despite clear evidence the other person did not wish, want, or invite the contact.
Both people have written a long justification of actions that violated the peace and privacy of another person.
Both of the people who were contacted against their will, repeatedly, were women. I don’t think that’s an accident.
People like the authors of these articles terrify me.
I can’t decide if this is the funniest tweet in the history of the universe or the saddest.
But, I like a world where women have choice. You know?
“The worsening situation in Ferguson is deeply troubling, and does not represent who we are as Missourians or as Americans.” Missouri Governor Nixon.
Except no. That’s the whole problem. What we must accept is that this DOES represent who we are.
Until those of us who look in the mirror and don’t see brown skin admit that, this will never change.
Ferguson happened because of who we are. Let’s change that.
Here’s an interesting juxtaposition:
I wrote this post a while back. April 2nd, I think. It’s about how, as I see my son heading to what looks like a tech career, I would be tempted to tell my daughter (if I had one) NOT to go into tech.
And then, not long after, I posted this — in the same month.
In light of the Julie Horvath mess, and in light of the juxtaposition of those two things, I stand by my trepidation.
As a woman in tech, and hell, just a woman in the USA, it’s obscene that any company could declare itself free of gender discrimination or harassers or any other of the endemic facts of gender bias.
“Hey, we asked around and all the guys said, Nope, we don’t do that and all the girls nodded. We tots rock.”
Here’s the truth:
1. 97% of the guys thought that was true.
2. 3% of the guys said it was true, knew it wasn’t, and believe woman get what’s coming to them.
3. 50% of the guys suspect it’s not true, but their female colleagues seem fine with the culture, so it must not be a problem!
4. 90% of the woman know there’s a problem and have learned the hard way that HR doesn’t do shit and if they want to keep their job or the hope of a good recommendation if they leave, they need not to say anything.
5. 10% of the women are too new to understand what’s happening and don’t know yet they’re underpaid by 20% because of their gender.
Fuck you, GitHub.
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