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Hi - I'm Not Quite as Stressed as I Was Friday Night

That might be because I finally got my for-money interview transcribed today. It takes me about 2.5 hours to transcribe a 59 minute interview; but I can now put the story together. I'm so glad that, as my manual dexterity and ability to write up interviews has declined, my ability to record interviews and then transcribe them has increased. I think back to my years of blithely telling people that I'd always prefer written notes "because then I can see the pattern of the interview, which makes it easier to write my story."

I was a bit of an idiot back then.

Speaking of recordings, I was very glad to watch last night's Kamala rally in Houston, thanks to MSNBC's "The Last Word With Lawrence O'Donnell" being on my "record" list. The network ran the whole rally. It was amazing, and upped my hope quotient. I hope I'll be able to see the rally where Michelle Obama spoke in the same fashion.

Lawrence was in the middle of reading a joint statement from Carl Bernstein and Bob Woodward about the WaPo decision, when they cut to the rally, so I haven't had a chance to hear what he might have said about the whole disreputable situation. And, oh yeah, after sleeping on it, I cancelled my subscription, and began putting $60 a year toward The Guardian. I'm also considering whether or not to cancel my Amazon Prime account, which some folks have suggested would hit Bezos harder.

I saw a conversation on FaceBook (I still occasionally peek in there, although I then usually run away, screaming internally) where one of my fairly disabled acquaintances made the point that folks like them can be incredibly dependent on Amazon for everything from grocery delivery to medical supply delivery - and for contact with the outer world. I understand that. If one needs Amazon in that fashion, then hang on to it, and don't let anyone guilt you (not that this person would be guilted easily, but they were very angry at someone saying that everyone needed to do that.)

I've been watching episodes of a Korean survival show, Kingdom: Legendary War, from 2020, featuring six KPop bands vying to win the contest. Yes, SKZ was on, but I'm getting a chance to hear several other bands I've heard about, but never heard. It's cool.

I don't have much else to say, but I wish all of you a good night, and a good morning. Hope to see you here again.

Current Mood: relieved
Current Location: the living room
Current Music: Stray Kids "The Tortoise and the Hare"

But Music Generally Makes It Better. Mostly. More or Less.

It's been a fairly boring 8 days since my last post. Which is probably good, given my low-grade political stress. Oh, hell, let's not pretend it's low-grade. It's off the damn charts. Eleven days. Dear sweet baby pickles, 11 days. To be followed, undoubtedly, by a couple of weeks of unknowing. As so many people in the online commentariat now remind us, it's no longer Election Day.

TFG is outright wanting his generals to "be like Hitler's generals" (hey, Agent Orange, do you mean the ones that died by suicide in the days immediately before or after Adolph taking that route in the bunker? Or the generals who tried to kill him more than once, but who wreeee stymied by satanic good luck on his part, or possibly through their incompetence? Those generals? What a complete ignoramus.)

What's worse are decisions by the LA Times and the Washington Post's owners to avoid endorsing for the presidential race. As Jeff Tiedrich calls them, the worthless scribblers of the corporate press, or at least WaPo's, tried to cloak this in high-minded bullshit. I already avoid the NY Times. I don't want to cancel my subscription to WaPo, but JFC .... More to come, since I haven't quite made up my mind. If I do, I can start paying for my Guardian news, which would be good.

And tonight, deep in the wee smalls over in the Middle East, Bibi Netanyahu decided to up the "how much further can I drive military craziness around me" ante by bombing military sites in and around Tehran. In response, of course, to Tehran throwing missiles at Israel. In response to Israel killing various Hamas and Hezbollah military leaders. In response to, in response to, in response to, in fucking response to--

Meanwhile, more kids are dying in Gaza, the West Bank and now in Lebanon.

Remind me again why humans are worth keeping around?

But there is music, I suppose.

And art of all kindsl stained glass windows, deathless books and poetry from all corners of the Earth, from all centuries that we can investigate.

And people who rush into danger to save other people. And folks who pack their SUVs with stuff folks in hurricane-ravaged southern U.S. states desperately need. And other folks who fight to get food to Gazans. And people who try to help Ukraine. And folks who try to save Hoolock Gibbons in Assam state, India. And people who report wrongdoings big and small, regardless of the danger to themselves. There's Jack Smith. There's people who still fight for justice.

I guess we're worth saving. By the skin of the universe's teeth, but I suppose I need to take the win.

Time to put on more music. Loud.

(We did manage to get a new light and fan combo installed in the bedroom, replacing the light-fan combo that died about a month ago. Oh, and I've been approved for my miniscule Canadian pension. Oh, and I managed to put more chapters of Gleaning Musutachi up over on

originalkaffy_r So there's all that on my tiny personal stage. Back to playing music very loud ....)

Current Mood: depressed
Current Location: the home office
Current Music: Stray Kids "Another Day"/"Phobia"

A Few Things Make a Post. More or Less.

( Work stuff )

( Original stuff, and it's fall! )

( Lolla, redux, and Korean weirdness )

( Family stuff )
Now, I've got to get to bed. I'm volunteering at a fundraising golf tournament tomorrow. I hate golf. But I like the news outlet that's raising money this way, and I really like my editor, who needs all the volunteers he can get. Golf. Which, I am sure I don't need to remind you, is flog, spelled backward.

Ta, folks.

Current Mood: moody
Current Location: the home office
Current Music: Stray Kids, "Mixtape #2"

They Still Think I'm Useful

Over the weekend, I started worrying about whether a) I could get cracking on a rather amorphous story that one of my news outlets wants (large and amorphous stories are the bane of my reporting existence, because they're like trying to find a nice solid handle in a large, poufy pillow) and b) where I should hunt around and pitch story ideas to the editor of the other news outlet I string for.

Yesterday, the editor of the second news outlet asked if I'd be interested in doing a profile on a group operating in their coverage area. Why sure, I said! I finally touched base with the group's contact. We're working on a date to get together for an interview, and I have some research to do, but that's gotten started. I also finally got in touch with an interviewee for the amorphous story. I'll be talking to her tomorrow morning. And getting that first interview means I've finally gotten the ball rolling. Yay, me? Yeah, I think so; at least a tiny yay ....

I'm still working on my latest Arcane AU fic. Someone who read some of the earlier fics in the series said she'd like to see a story featuring Vi and Caitlyn and their relationship. While I like both characters, Mylo, Ekko, and Powder have been closest to my heart. Still, I took it as a good writing challenge to put together a good quality story about people in whom I'm less invested. I'm enjoying getting into Vi's head; it's being written from her point of view.

And now I'm going to sign off, and enjoy time with Bob, while we both geek out on our favorite animes.

Current Mood: satisfied
Current Location: the home office
Current Music: MSNBC, but I'm turning it off

Many Happy Returns of the Day ...

... to

strannik01 , a dedicated journalist who deploys a dispassionate and careful eye as he chronicles news in some of Chicago's "news desert" communities, bringing stories of sadness, joy, and anger to readers who might otherwise miss important aspects of our city. His views, while objective, are informed by his own history, which is exactly as it should be. He also shares some of my fannish loves. A fannish reporter, FTW!

I've had the pleasure of hanging out with him (and he's been very patient with my chronically late arrivals), enjoying his wit and commentary. I look forward to more such interludes. And I hope today he is able to celebrate another year - and the beginning of a better one. Happy birthday!

Current Mood: calm
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/566005.html

Why Unions Matter to Journalists (and Everyone Else), Part the Billionth

I am back from South Bend, Indiana, where I had the extreme honor of celebrating a successful union election with some of the South Bend Tribune* reporters, photographers and others who organized their colleagues to become one of the latest newsrooms to join NewsGuild-CWA. The vote was overwhelming; out of a newsroom unit of 27, 23 journalists voted to join us. One person couldn't make it to vote, and only 3 people voted against Guild representation, for an 88 percent level of Guild support.

I helped peripherally - very peripherally - in this campaign. Two other organizers did a lot more to help guide the newsroom leaders. But the plaudits, the kudos, should all go the members themselves. They did the hard work of educating themselves and their colleagues about the union, about the reasons why The NewsGuild was right for them. They still have miles to go to get a first contract, but the energy and determination they showed in this effort will serve them well in the coming fight.

I'm really tired, so I'm not going to go on at length about why the union movement, which is always important, is even more so for modern journalists. I'm sure you've heard me do so before and I know I'll probably do so again, possibly articulately. There's certainly enough to say (and here's a dispiriting look at American journalism's horrid reality, at least for folks in my immediate vicinity.)

But in a week where evil shits were winning the day everywhere I looked, this victory gave me a little bit of much-needed hope.

*This Tribune is not connected to the Tribunes that I've worked with elsewhere. Just wanted to make that clear.

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/551795.html

It's Been a Long Day

And I'm happy that it's been a long day. I'm working again on things that are meet and right.

Also, BB and I are heading up to Windsor, Ont. on Thursday, to complete the banking business we weren't able to do when his passport went walkabout in August. This is also good.

And now, off to supper, and some small relaxation.

Am I going to talk about the fact that a) the Trib is shutting down its Hoy Spanish-language newspaper in a town where 29 percent of the population is Latinx, and offering its remaining editorial staff - whittled down and nibbled to death by managerial ducks over the past five years - non-union jobs instead of the union jobs they have now? Or that Michael Ferro, the odious former owner of both the Sun-Times and the Tribune has sold his remaining Tribune stocks to Alden Global Capital, the monstrous vulture hedge fund that has afflicted Digital First Media?

No. No, I am not. Because that would make me scream, and I don't want to scream. Not tonight, when I've done a good day's work.

Current Mood: angry
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/542062.html

Reportorial and Fannish Quality

strannik01 had both in abundance, and I'm glad to have made his acquaintance. He's still on active Fourth Estate duty, serving democracy by letting the readers in his communities know what is going on to, around, and for them. He does his work carefully, checks facts, then write stories that are clear and filled with information.

I actually met him online via his fannish interests, then discovered to my delight that his stomping grounds were relatively close to mine. We've had the chance to have coffee at least once, and I hope we can set another date to chat. He's witty and observant (qualities necessary to both journalism and fandom), and his knowledge of politics and culture east of Poland and the Baltic states will surely prove illuminating these days.

I hope your birthday finds you with friends or family, or both, and that the day proceeds happily despite it being all too wet in our neck of the woods. Happy, happy birthday!

Current Mood: busy
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/531763.html

Why Newsrooms Are Unionizing

As the headline says ... this story from Nieman Reports on why newsrooms are unionizing is a good one. It seems very apropos to the Labor Day weekend, and to my interests in the business I love, the business I believe is crucial to the maintenance of democracy.

(On another note entirely, BB and I did get to the West Ridge Natural Area today. It was a lovely day, and we really enjoyed the experience. We want to go back, because we couldn't get to one area where they've reclaimed some oak savannah. We took some pictures, but those will have to wait until tomorrow. We're quite happily exhausted.)

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: the home office
Current Music: anime-related music
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/528852.html

Of Course.

He pardoned Conrad Black.

Of course he did. Black wrote a deliberately fawning book about him. He and Black had business dealings in the past, which probably didn't hurt, but it was undoubtedly the book that did it.

Black looted the Chicago Sun-Times and its associated properties while he owned them. That's the correct term for it. Looted.. Robbed. Eviscerated. Because of his thievery - which, by the way, he did all while publicly disdaining the journalists he was robbing, and the journalism he dishonored - the company fell into a bankruptcy.

That bankruptcy ended when a buyer forced Sun-Times employees to take a "temporary" 15 percent pay cut before his group would buy the company.

We never recovered from that temporary pay cut. Neither did the Sun-Times or its associated properties. The Sun-Times eventually sold much of itself to the Tribune, after another rich man with no integrity bought the company and wrecked it further.

Still, some of us took at least a little comfort in knowing that Black, against all expectations of wealth protecting him, went to prison. It wasn't for long, certainly not nearly as long as he deserved, but he was a convicted felon.

Neil Steinberg, in his column, says he has nothing against Black. He also suggests that Black and the man who pardoned him are much the same.

I disagree with the latter assumption. I imagine that Black would disagree, polysyllabically. He knew how to flatter the subject of his book, but Black's self-aggrandizing snobbery is such that I suspect he thinks very little of him, considering him no more than a particularly notable member of the hoi polloi.

This may be why I think Robert Feder's column says it better.

As for me, I hold much against Black. It rises in my throat like bile, the rage I feel about him, the hatred I hold for him.

I know we are counseled against hate, that we are told it is corrosive to ourselves more than to those we hate. And I know that's true.

But I hate this man.

Current Mood: enraged
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/523005.html

Retired

And drinking a martini before going to a concert.

Talk to y'all later.

Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/507199.html

Various Things Make a List

1. There are several people out there who have had recent birthdays. and if I have any brainpower left over the next 24 hours, I'll wish them proper natal salutations.
2. My company is once again planning its traditional pre-holiday layoffs. This year they come with potential buyouts. I am talking seriously with Bob about whether this is a possibility for me - as in, how desperately poor can we be and still keep the condo, and afford medications. The talk will have to be done quickly, since people have to put in for buyout consideration in less than a week. My company ... swear to god ....
3. Our remaining kitty, Opie, is driving us spare with constant vocalization. but we know it's because he's desperately lonely. We''ll be looking at the idea of finding him a new buddy sometime very soon.
4. Stan Lee has died.He had many faults, and his death wasn't unexpected but I'm still sad, because I fell in love with comics as a kid, with Fantastic Four's fight with Dragon Man.
5. Today is Veterans Day in the U.S. I grew up with Remembrance Day in Canada, and the relative diminution of the commemoration down here still bothers me somewhat.

Current Mood: groggy
Current Location: the living room.
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/504796.html

Can I Get An "Amen, Sister!"?

I sure as hell hope so, because this woman is so very, very correct.

(Except the part where she says she thinks Americans are overly polite. WUT ... you crazy Britons, you ....)

Current Mood: angry
Current Location: the living room.
Current Music: Talking with My Best Beloved
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/504231.html

Ack. Or Possibly Gack.

My back hurts, which is Same Old Same Old. And yesterday, which is when I started this post, suffered as a result. I've been told I really should start my exercises again, which ... tell me something I don't know, you know? I'd just really, really like to know why this happens, rather than "it's the stress." Hell, I had lots of stress when I was 35, and I didn't suffer this kind of back pain. Therefore, I wince, grumble, whinge, and reluctantly decide to go back to at least some of the exercises. As I do every time, and then gradually forget, so I suppose it's my own damn fault.

The only respite I had yesterday watching

thisbluespirit 's lovely S&S videos, and reading an inordinate amount of The Goblin Emperor fic. I'm somewhat bowled over by the sheer amount of pornfic for the fandom, although I shouldn't be; what is it, Rule 34, 36, or 39? At least one piece is pretty darned good and emotionally satisfying. The rest ... not going to look, because The Goblin Emperor is my comfort novel, about a young, honorable, truly good person, and seeing noncon or outright rape fic concerning him ... that has me noping on out of there. YKINMK, I know, but ... nopity-nope-nope for me.

I know that the back pain wasn't the sole reason for my unhappiness; I simply couldn't get anything done, and that stressed me out enough for my hands to go painfully numb.

As for thinking? "Brain and brain — what is brain?"

Current Mood: stressed
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/493896.html

Enemies of the American People, That's Us

Yesterday sucked hard enough to make getting to sleep difficult; the Janus decision on the part of the no-longer-afraid-to-show-their-conservative-animus SCOTUS, their upholding of the Muslim ban; the announced retirement of Justice Kennedy, which puts other civil rights, like Roe V Wade, in direct peril.

And today, this happened.

While my reportorial caution reminds me that I can't assume the reason was because the shooter hated journalists - my other thought would be a particularly enthusiastic domestic violence perpetrator - my gut tells me it was. This is, after all, the nation whose president told his besotted followers that editors, reporters, photographers, etc. were the enemies of America.

They're not the types who'd believe what Capital Gazette editor Jimmy Debutts said in the 11th and 12th paragraphs of the main Washington Post story. More fools they.

I'll be relieved if some other cause motivated the shooter, and that says something awful about both my desensitization and to this murderous American ecosystem.

ETA: Yep, looking more likely to be a patriotic Fourth Estate hater. Imagine my surprise.

And Harlan Ellison has died.

Current Mood: depressed
Current Location: the living room.
Current Music: Jason Vieaux "Suite del Recuerdo, for Guitar"
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/491295.html

Today Was ... Not Bad, Eh?

That's a phrase from My Home and Native Land, and it suits today. I only got one micro-managing email from The Boss From ... uh ... Heck. That's not bad, eh? I didn't eat healthily today, but I didn't go overboard on chocolate, as has been the case in recent weeks, so that's not bad, eh? (Yes, I know that chocolate is always On Point, but man, have I ever been eating a lot of it.)

I'm getting out of my awful meeting before 9:30 p.m., which is not bad, eh?

And we're getting more than $2,000 back in overpaid taxes. That surprises me, because I was certain we'd end up owing. So ... not bad, eh?

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: On the Job
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/484986.html

Very Quick Precis of The Week

( Phil )

( Book )

( Work )
( The world is too much with us, plus exhaustion )

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Location: the livingroom
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/467784.html

A Birthday Wish

Happy birthday yesterday to

strannik01 who is, like me, a Chicago community journalist. He works much harder than me, combing the city's neighborhoods for stories, and does an excellent job doing so. He knows the neighborhoods he patrols, and he understands community journalism, which makes it a joy to talk to him about the business. Since he knows my situation, we can also talk about that, and you have no idea how much that helps on bad days.

He's also a fan - how lucky am I to know someone who shares my twin obsession?

He has a sense of humor - in two languages, no less! And he is a gentle, generous, and loving soul. I hope his birthday went well, and that the rest of this year is twice as good as he hopes, and only a quarter as bad as he fears.

Current Mood: rushed
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: https://kaffyr.livejournal.com/467105.html

Day Two of Vacation: A Request

After my brief, but heartfelt, snarl about one of the awful people with whom I'm forced to negotiate, I realized I haven't told anyone about the miserable news we folks at my immediate company heard concerning Chicago news. Michael Ferro, who bought the Chicago Sun-Times several years ago, drove it even further into the ground than Conrad Black had left it; who gave the Sun-Times holding company the ridiculous name Wrapports;who sold all the Sun-Times suburban publications to the Chicago Tribune Publishing Company, thereby freeing the suburban properties - we thought - from his bizarre, self-aggrandizing, and supremely anti-journalistic ass; who then jumped ship so that he could become majority shareholder at Chicago Tribune Publishing, ensuring that we couldn't be free of the bastard; who proceeded to rename the Tribune after the sound a flatulent goose makes when trod upon (and even the Trib didn't deserve "tronc") - has now turned around and plans to buy the Chicago Sun-Times, which he ensured would be barely breathing by the time he did so.

We believe he plans to kill the Sun-Times, somewhere between 18 and 24 months from the time he gets his claws on it. He's a mean, vicious creature, and we believe that - not content with having used the Sun-Times as the platform from which he could reach his real goal, the Trib and it's network (the L.A. Times, Hartford Courant and others) not content with having sucked the lifeblood out of the Sun-Times in his quest - he actually wants to kill it, so that Chicago become a one-paper town, like too many major markets in the United States. As I said; mean and vicious.

Thus far the Department of Justice's antitrust division appears to be paving the way for Ferro to do this; here are a couple of stories about the proposed sale. You be the judge when it comes to how carefully the antitrust boys are looking at this.

The NewsGuild is trying to stop this, or at least slow it down so that other potential buyers could be found to save the Sun-Times. Part of our strategy is this petition. Consider signing it; no matter where you live, the continuing health of news outlets should be a concern. If you decide to sign, thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Current Mood: determined
Current Location: the livingroom
Current Music: "Whipping Post" The Allman Brothers Band
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/453939.html

July in May

The last couple of days in Chicago have been in the mid-80sF, although tomorrow is supposed to be only in the 70s. I didn't mind it; I was able to drive to an assignment, and to a doctor's appointment, with the windows down today. (Yesterday was warm enough that I had to put the car's AC on - and I have to get the AC refrigerant topped off, probably when I'm on vacation week after next, because it wasn't very cool.)

I spent four hours yesterday being trained on the new editorial program the Trib is using. Our trainer said we'll have to get trained on yet another system later this summer; apparently they had to go to this interim system first, but it's a lot of training for very little return.

The newspaper company I used to work for, the Chicago Sun-Times, is about to be swallowed up by the newspaper company it sold my chain to back in 2014. I have very conflicted feelings about that, none of them good, but they're complex enough that I'm not going to go into them now. Maybe later.

Another thing I may want to go into at another time: how impressed I've been with the second season of Attack on Titan.

But for now, have this Bob Mould song. It's gorgeous.

Watch on YouTube

Current Mood: lethargic
Current Location: Going to bed
Current Music: Bob Mould
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/453053.html

Sunday After the Deluge

It took me far too long after my last post to get back online. In part, that's because I last posted the night before the local elections that I had to cover on April 4.

( Local election verbiage under the cut )

If you've gotten to this point in the post, you'll deserve a pat on the back. Also, you'll have figured out that I was completely wrung out by Wednesday night. I was. I barely managed to drag myself through Thursday and the first half of Friday. By 2 p.m. Friday, I was done.

The weekend has been a time of getting things done that have nothing to do with my weekday work. I even cleaned the bathroom floor, getting down on hands and knees with a brush and getting into the (eurgh) corners. Yes, it made me happy. Yes, I took a shower after cleaning the bathroom floor.

Now, my beloved husband is making a late dinner for us, and that is a more than reasonable way to end the weekend.

Current Mood: nauseated
Current Location: the livingroom
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/448984.html

Wish Me Luck

In an effort to make Monday less apt to be the first through ninth circles of Hell, I'm doing some workday work on Saturday. I'm giving myself two hours to get some reasonable things done, (checking backgrounds on candidates, uploading a police blotter, sending emails with questions to the candidates I haven't reached yet, which probably means having to hunt up emails, and telling people they can call me on Sunday), and then I"m going to tell myself to relax again.

And, hey, I may even have something to say beyond this, later today. We'll see.

Current Mood: stressed
Current Location: the livingroom
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/444298.html

Adulting Is Haaaaaard

And I'm 61.

Also, writing is getting less hard.

But I'm still 61.

Faced with further contemplation of all those facts, I am going to bed.

Bonus comment. I have new slippers, about which I am overwhelmingly excited.

See previous comments about being 61.

ETA: Augh. I should have made it clear that yesterday was not my birthday, which was back last September. I was just whining about being old. Thanks to all for the birthday wishes, they will make my 62nd birthday, eight months or so from now, extra nice.

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Location: Going to bed. at 9:23 p.m. WHAT??!?
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/434813.html

I Am Running Around in All Directions

I am not quite acting like a chicken with its head cut off (and yes, children, that was a thing in the days when one might dispatch a chicken for dinner), but whatever I'm doing is very close to that. I shall search for a simile when I have time.

So it seems as if I definitely must complete three days' work before the end of Thursday, because the medical procedure I'm undergoing on Friday has been moved up from 1 p.m. to 10 a.m. And I just realized that I'm supposed to attend a meeting Thursday night, in the midst of preparing for my procedure. The combination of meeting and procedure prep is, for a variety of reasons undoubtedly known to those of you over 50, unrealistic. I am praying that the meeting will actually be viewable online; then I can cover it from home, which will a much more suitable locale, given the prep necessities.

(What? No, I'm not going to spell it out for you, although the hint I gave you ought to be enough. I will say that, in addition to that for which I'm prepping, I'll be undergoing an endoscopy at roughly the same time. God, I love growing old.)

Yesterday I realized that, by covering one story last Thursday, in The Place That I Have Come to Loathe, I missed another meeting in my regular and much-preferred beat. Luckily, I was able to cover that meeting by archived video. Hurrah for 21st century tech.

And therefore I'm off! Perhaps I'll have enough energy to check back in later today. I'd like that.

Current Mood: rushed
Current Location: the livingroom
Current Music: Chris Proctor "Ruby Tuesday"
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/425500.html

Happy Birthday

strannik01 !

It's a delayed birthday wish, but I definitely want to send it, to a fellow Chicago area journalist and astute observer of the area's political and social milieu, and someone whose gently acerbic ruminations on both are always a pleasure to read. Knowing someone who is part of two of my worlds - fandom and reporting - is a wonderful privilege. Glad I "know" you!

Current Mood: rushed
Current Location: the home office
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/421966.html

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