Year of the Pig
or Pig of the Year – either way, there is an award to be handed out for this one.
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Year: 2007
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Where there is fire, there is smoke and possibly delusion
Sent an email to the Mesmerizer today as a truce against the silence but then later in thinking about all that is and was and might have been – I wonder about myself – I’m over the top as my friend and colleague put it last night and I might be intimidating, I am possibly intimidating just with the whole package – and I said it is what it is. I’m not in the natural…
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Horse in Mongolia
My I Ching master said I should use a picture of horses or a rising sun as my screen saver on my computer. Before I even had a chance to think about it, Ling Yi sent me a photograph she took while traveling in Mongolia with her father. It’s perfect.
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The isolation of a small town
In a community email loop I hear from home constantly – the latest rumble is concern over a convenience store entering the spot where the Circle K was pre-Katrina that has been sitting vacant since the storm. There are those who are concerned about the element these places attract, then those who claim those claims are racist, and then there are the persistent NIMBY’s and the persistent “why can’t we all get along?” – but…
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New York Sound
Whereever I have been – Istanbul, Shanghai – nothing compares to the noise that bubbles up from the streets of New York – it’s the sound of taxis – in Rome, it’s a moped, in Shangai, it’s the buzz, in Istanbul, it’s constant chatter – but New York noise is taxi noise.
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A persistent dreaminess colors my days
As the driver pulled away from D’s apartment in old Shanghai we made our way across town and my mind began to wander – through a veil of sadness and anticipation I watched the cyclists maneuvering through the cars, the garishness of signs everywhere in Chinese characters, the tall tall tall buildings sprouting from the ground and going up and up and up, and a sea of faces and my mind wandered and through the…
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Like a boy
I keep thinking about what the I Ching master said to me – that I’m like a boy but I’m a girl – a complaint I have heard throughout my life. It vexes me somewhat – but reminds me of the first fortune I received when I moved to San Francisco: Confucious say a woman who tries to equal man, lacks ambition.
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My shopping trip to the old city
I bought a big dragon kite for Jake, and Mao bags (so cheap) for mom and me, and two tea cups with Chinese landscapes, puppets for Steve and I, a jade ring for my middle finger (to stop the spending!), one jade ring for me and one for Fatmalicious to wear on her thumb as she is want to do with her rose gold band, and I could have kept on shopping – I wanted…
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Pearls of the Orient
I went to see Ms. Pearl yesterday with Dimitri and bought pearls for myself that are so lustrous and beautiful I don’t want to ever take them off. I purchased pearl bracelets for my friends.
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The I-Ching Master
Went to a housing project of sorts with Ling-Yi, my translator of the past several days, a young woman of uncanny language ability, and yet, always a woman with her own agenda, which is never transparent but always apparent, and so we went into this old building which felt like an institution – we met late, I was one hour late to be exact – and we entered the almost hospital-like building where the old…