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Sunday, April 18th, 2010
5:10 pm - RAAAGE.
Via chris_smith_atr:


From the National Center for Lesbian Rights website:

Greene v. County of Sonoma et al.

Clay and his partner of 20 years, Harold, lived in California. Clay and Harold made diligent efforts to protect their legal rights, and had their legal paperwork in place—wills, powers of attorney, and medical directives, all naming each other. Harold was 88 years old and in frail medical condition, but still living at home with Clay, 77, who was in good health.

One evening, Harold fell down the front steps of their home and was taken to the hospital. Based on their medical directives alone, Clay should have been consulted in Harold’s care from the first moment. Tragically, county and health care workers instead refused to allow Clay to see Harold in the hospital. The county then ultimately went one step further by isolating the couple from each other, placing the men in separate nursing homes.

Ignoring Clay’s significant role in Harold’s life, the county continued to treat Harold like he had no family and went to court seeking the power to make financial decisions on his behalf. Outrageously, the county represented to the judge that Clay was merely Harold’s “roommate.” The court denied their efforts, but did grant the county limited access to one of Harold’s bank accounts to pay for his care.

What happened next is even more chilling: without authority, without determining the value of Clay and Harold’s possessions accumulated over the course of their 20 years together or making any effort to determine which items belonged to whom, the county took everything Harold and Clay owned and auctioned off all of their belongings. Adding further insult to grave injury, the county removed Clay from his home and confined him to a nursing home against his will. The county workers then terminated Clay and Harold's lease and surrendered the home they had shared for many years to the landlord.

Three months after he was hospitalized, Harold died in the nursing home. Because of the county’s actions, Clay missed the final months he should have had with his partner of 20 years. Compounding this tragedy, Clay has literally nothing left of the home he had shared with Harold or the life he was living up until the day that Harold fell, because he has been unable to recover any of his property. The only memento Clay has is a photo album that Harold painstakingly put together for Clay during the last three months of his life.

With the help of a dedicated and persistent court-appointed attorney, Anne Dennis of Santa Rosa, Clay was finally released from the nursing home. Ms. Dennis, along with Stephen O'Neill and Margaret Flynn of Tarkington, O'Neill, Barrack & Chong, now represent Clay in a lawsuit against the county, the auction company, and the nursing home, with technical assistance from NCLR. A trial date has been set for July 16, 2010 in the Superior Court for the County of Sonoma.

It's stories like this one, and the story of Janice Langbehn and Lisa Pond's recent abuse at the hands of Miami's Jackson Memorial Hospital that make what President Obama signed into law this week so damned important.

Are you as outraged as I am by this story? Then please blog about it, pass it along over Facebook, Tumblr or Twitter and do whatever you can to help raise the visibility of Clay Green's case. And please do send a letter to the local Sonoma County paper, the Santa Rosa Press Democrat (which is owned by the New York Times) at letters@pressdemocrat.com. Include this link to NCLR's page. And to learn more about NCLR's Elder Law Project, click here.

(drop yer pantaloons)

Thursday, February 18th, 2010
7:45 pm - Overheard at Target
from a kid who couldn't have been older than two or three:

"The zombie's over dere, mommy! He's gonna eat your bwains!"


(1 full moon | drop yer pantaloons)

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009
7:34 pm - Just have to share
This. Creme de menthe brownies. And I happen to have some gluten-free brownie mix on hand. Now to add creme de menthe, Andes mints and cream cheese to my shopping list. OMG.

Relatedly, I went to Nature's Bin and found these gluten-free Oreo-type cookies on sale. Amazing. It's been a long time since I've had an Oreo, but I gave one to Jay and he reported that they are pretty close. Stocking up for the PMS emergency stash.

My pancreas must hate me.

(drop yer pantaloons)

Wednesday, October 21st, 2009
8:10 pm - This is amazing.
Found via hughcasey: a WWII vet explains his views on equal marriage rights for same-sex couples. Made me tear up.

(1 full moon | drop yer pantaloons)

Monday, February 9th, 2009
11:09 pm - PCR Song
In an unexpected moment of levity, our micro prof played this video at the end of class tonight:


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Saturday, July 19th, 2008
2:31 am - Refractory period
Yanno, Joss just has a way of ripping my heart out like no one else. The sutures were still healing from Serenity.

I can has DVD now? And a soundtrack I can play obsessively?

I think that as much as anything else, I'm still stunned by the whole sudden, cult phenomenon that DH seems to be. Or maybe it just seems that way to me, since I just heard of it this week, and all of a sudden it's a giganimous event. In any case, my husband watched a mini-musical with me and enjoyed it. Now to get Joss on Broadway.

RL goings-on still going on, but it seems that only Lord Whedon (or Sir Burton) motivate me back into the blogosphere when I'm this exhausted. Will probably post something f-locked and boring after finals.

(2 full moons | drop yer pantaloons)

Thursday, July 17th, 2008
12:10 am - Pimpity
Found via meridian_star:

Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog.

Joss. NPH. Nathan Fillion. One of the Slayerettes. Singing.


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Monday, March 3rd, 2008
10:03 pm - Whent the Man comes around...
This song always gives me chills, due in no small part to the association with sprinting corpses a la Dawn of the Dead. It's so appropriate for this show, and I'm hooked. I didn't have much interest in the Terminator movies when they were out ("beh, killer machines, I wanna see killer zombies"), but Sarah Connor's got me now. Too bad the season's over already, after what, a month or two.

Heard a fabulous Bushism on NPR tonight, something about "snatching defeat out of the jaws of those who were trying to defeat us." It made me splorfle in amusement and despair.

Must read up on the local issues. See you on the other side of the primary polls.

(drop yer pantaloons)

Saturday, December 1st, 2007
9:52 pm - !
I'm admittedly a bit obsessed over this movie.

Went to this site and found it playing a sampling of the soundtrack. Just about died of the lovely when it got to the Depp/Rickman duet in "Pretty Women." Might as well desensitize myself so I don't pass out in the theater. I really like Bonham-Carter's voice, too. Found out that the CD will be available on the 18th, and ever-so-subtly directed my husband to its listing on my Amazon.com wishlist.

I was surprised at first that I hadn't seen much publicity for this, but I suppose Mr. Burton doesn't need to spend money on advertising when he has twisted fangirls flailing about and blogging about his movies instead of studying for finals...

current mood: enthralled

(2 full moons | drop yer pantaloons)

Saturday, November 17th, 2007
1:36 am - Sondheim, Tim Burton style
elaureth posted this trailer of Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street a while ago, but it bears re-posting. Let's review the following elements:

Tim Burton. Broadway musical based on a 19th century serial killer. Johnny Depp, Alan Rickman, Helena Bonham-Carter, Timothy Spall. Singing. Johnny Depp, Alan Rickman. SINGING. Tim Burton.

Next month, I am dragging my husband to a musical.

(4 full moons | drop yer pantaloons)

Tuesday, June 26th, 2007
10:59 pm - Procyonic hijinks
Jay and I spent about 20 minutes of our evening observing a mama raccoon and her kit playing on our neighbor's back porch. Jay had run into them on our own porch, trying to get into the garbage can and being thoroughly unintimidated by his attempts to shoo them away. They migrated to the neighbor's enclosed porch, wrestling around, splashing in the kiddie pool, hopping on the chair swing and climbing the trees. It was adorable. Even having grown up in the country, I'd never seen a live raccoon before. I'll have to remember to inform the neighbor next time I see her, though; I doubt she'll want her grandkids swimming in raccoon bath water.

(drop yer pantaloons)

Sunday, September 24th, 2006
7:42 pm - I... cooked.
I found a recipe for chicken and rice casserole with the Sunday paper coupon inserts last week, so today I went shopping, played with the ingredients and amounts, and rarity of rarities, produced something that other people might actually eat. So, I'm posting the recipe I ended up using.Collapse )

Yay for having something other than canned lentil soup to take for lunch tomorrow!

(drop yer pantaloons)

Monday, August 21st, 2006
12:49 pm - Baaaaaaaaahhhh
link ganked from scribbulus_ink
My Interests CollageCollapse )

Not sure what a couple of these are, but... spiffy (and Spuffy)

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Sunday, August 13th, 2006
11:38 am - web site naming
In the marketing section of our business class this summer, the professor warned us to pay close attention to the name in our website URLs, especially if squeezing words together that are otherwise separated by spaces. A classmate found these examples:

I was particularly amused by #3...Collapse )

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Sunday, December 18th, 2005
2:33 pm - ganked from my sister
Hap(PC)y HolidaysCollapse )

(4 full moons | drop yer pantaloons)

Wednesday, May 14th, 2003
2:37 pm - Students invent natural way to purify polluted water

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Monday, May 12th, 2003
8:42 pm - City birds forget how to sing

Vienna - Birds in noisy urban environments are forgetting how to sing, a spokesperson for the Austrian Traffic Club (VCOE), a Wolfgang Rauh told Thursday's mass-circulation Kronen Zeitung.

Robins, sparrows, wrens and blackbirds could not make themselves heard above the roar of traffic and pounding of building-sites, he added.

Scientific studies had shown that robins nesting close to roads produced fewer notes than their more fortunate fellows in the countryside. "What can they do? - they can't warble loud enough to compete with the noise of cars", said Rauh.

Birds living near busy roads could no longer hear each other. The young were worst affected. "They have problems learning the songs", he said.

For some breeds the situation was desperate. At mating time, the male had to sing certain notes to attract the female. But as more and more males were unable to make themselves heard, or had never learned the right notes to begin with, the breeds were
threatened with extinction. - Sapa-DPA

(drop yer pantaloons)

Sunday, March 30th, 2003
2:06 pm - Christianity Today on BtVS: surprising article

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Thursday, March 27th, 2003
4:01 pm - Got this off a health list... hee
Hush little baby don't you squall
Momma's gonna buy you a crystal ball
And if you still can't see beyond
Momma's gonna buy you a magic wand
And if that wand don't change your fate
Momma's gonna teach you to levitate
And if the astral makes you sick
Momma's gonna buy you an incense stick
And if that frankincense smells rank
Mom'll buy a sensory deprivation tank
And if that tank don't float your bones
Momma's gonna buy you some some precious stones
And if those gems don't ease your heart
Momma's gonna buy you a natal chart
And if your planets go berserk
Momma's gonna buy you some bodywork
And if your aura still needs kneading
Momma's gonna buy you a past life reading
And if your destiny stays hid
Momma's gonna buy you a pyramid
And if your chakras still feel stressed
Momma's gonna take you on a vision quest
And if power animals don't come to charm ya
Sorry, kid, it's just your karma.

(drop yer pantaloons)

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