<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163</id><updated>2007-07-06T19:44:06.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BaskingShark's Blog</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/blog.cfm'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-7244760623248414460</id><published>2007-07-03T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:03:25.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jury Duty</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening I finished up nearly a week of jury duty during which I served as Juror #3 on a DC Courts trial. I have to admit I was not only dreading the interruption in my routine and my work, but I think I must have developed a bit of a phobia about the whole thing at some point since the closer I got to my one-day or one-trial service the more anxious I got. As it turned out, I was selected for the jury, I got over my phobia, and the whole thing was utterly fascinating. The hardest part of service was being forbidden from talking about anything related to the case while it was ongoing -- leaving me with a head full of thoughts and observations and no way to discuss them. But the gag order is off so now I'm overwhelming my friends with my pent up conversation (sorry about that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trial I was on was a fairly serious one with a total of 9 criminal charges against the defendant, the most serious being First Degree Sexual Assault (rape) and First Degree Assault with Intent to Kill. I think I was probably the juror most sympathetic to the government's case which put me in an awkward mental position as I had to confront my preconceptions about what a woman's claims of violence and rape mean. I was really leaning strongly toward guilty on most counts but the rest of the jury's opinions reminded me that the burden of proof is with the government and that her word, in the absence of real physical evidence, is open to serious doubt. That is the way things should work -- innocent until proven guilty -- but years of reading about violence against women, the difficulty of getting rape convictions, and the dynamics of abusive relationships actually prejudiced me in a way I didn't expect. In the end, we voted "not guilty" on 7 of the 9 charges with the only guilty ones being ridiculously obvious ones related to Contempt of Court and Obstruction of Justice. For my part, I am undecided as to whether or not a rape took place, but I do think she was battered... just not in any way that could be proven with the evidence we had. Does it bother me that he will likely be let off with time served? Not really: this was a horribly messed up relationship with both people doing horrible things to each other, the jury followed the law precisely and fairly (and we worked very hard in our deliberations), and he has been in jail for nearly a year waiting for the trial. I honestly believe he won't do this again just so long as he stays away from that particularly destructive relationship... and his letter from jail (part of the evidence in a different matter) suggests that might finally be the case. I wish both of them and the poor kids caught in the middle the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of observations: a) the jury system really works; if any one of us was asked to make a determination alone, he or she would have done a horrible job, but as a group, I think it somehow all sorts itself out and totally appropriate decisions are made. b) There are lots and lots of people in law enforcement who work really hard under trying circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One specific thing I learned about DC is that Howard University Hospital has the only sexual assault center in the whole city and all cases have to go there. That is horrible, but even worse is that their equipment is terrible and the government's case was actually hurt by the bad quality of the photos taken. I think we got the right verdict anyway, but I can imagine this lack of proper investigative tools easily leading to a miscarriage of justice.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/07/jury-duty.cfm' title='Jury Duty'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=7244760623248414460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/7244760623248414460'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/7244760623248414460'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-2852130220247502421</id><published>2007-06-12T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:03:59.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bears!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/uploaded_images/bears-788852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.tinted.com/uploaded_images/bears-788837.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got back on Saturday evening from a very nice visit with my parents in Asheville, NC. The trip had several noteworthy events (doing a 540 spin on the GW Parkway in the cab on the way to the airport being one of them) but none more impressive than Thursday's wildlife sightings. In the late morning we saw a black bear crashing off into the woods when we were walking up to the ridge on the extra land my parents just bought, and that evening during dinner a total of 4 bears wandered through the yard not more than 30 feet away! In this photo the mother bear can be seen walking behind an adolescent. The whole thing was just amazing... and a little scary too. Black bears are supposed to be largely vegetarian, but these are really big animals (weighing more than me) with very impressive claws and teeth. I think I spent most of that night dreaming about bears just outside the windows.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/06/bears.cfm' title='Bears!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=2852130220247502421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/2852130220247502421'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/2852130220247502421'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-3924195097295077044</id><published>2007-05-04T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:51:06.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pro Bono Website... on the Network News</title><content type='html'>Something I've been working on occasionally this past week, but mostly last Sunday and this afternoon, is a tiny but important &lt;a href="http://www.customcleanersdefensefund.com/"&gt;pro bono website&lt;/a&gt; for a family in DC that has been hit with an outrageous lawsuit by a local judge. The details on the story can be found at the &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/25/AR2007042502763.html"&gt;Washington Post&lt;/a&gt;. Well, after much editing, negotiating, and legal wrangling (about which I prefer to stay ignorant), the site went up this evening in time for coverage on ABC's &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/TheLaw/LegalCenter/story?id=3119381&amp;page=1"&gt;World News Tonight&lt;/a&gt;. I'm very pleased to have my company's logo sitting there at the bottom of the page; I hope it helps out The Chungs and brings a few new clients my way.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/05/pro-bono-website-on-network-news.cfm' title='A Pro Bono Website... on the Network News'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=3924195097295077044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/3924195097295077044'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/3924195097295077044'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-5488054207696091903</id><published>2007-04-29T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:47:46.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Trees</title><content type='html'>Dear Trees,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I did to you, I'm sorry and I will do my utmost to make amends. Just please, please stop dropping an entire season's worth of pollen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all at once&lt;/span&gt;. I really miss breathing; it was a pleasant experience from what I remember on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart- and lung-felt apologies for any arboreal offense I caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/04/to-trees.cfm' title='To The Trees'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=5488054207696091903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/5488054207696091903'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/5488054207696091903'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-7658978480910090630</id><published>2007-04-20T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:18:39.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And a Faucet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2320-770407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.tinted.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2320-770403.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suffering only a slightly cut thumb, some random scrapes and bruises on my arms, and some odd sticky goop in my hair, I managed to install a new kitchen faucet today. Of course there was the obligatory run to the hardware store for another part (this time a feed line for the dishwasher) and an unexpected discovery (I don't think my condo has a master water shut-off valve), but it all got done in the end. Now, after 3 years, I can finally fill the Brita pitcher without contortions! I wasn't able to replace the stop valves as I intended because of the lack of a way to turn off the water to the whole place, but they are still functional if a little corroded. I'll get to them eventually. Anyway, now I can enjoy a leak free (so far!) kitchen.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/04/and-faucet.cfm' title='And a Faucet'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=7658978480910090630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/7658978480910090630'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/7658978480910090630'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-7448302379463887003</id><published>2007-04-18T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T23:45:45.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garbage Disposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2318-700833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.tinted.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2318-700824.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I have been very bad about updating this blog lately, but once I fall behind, catching up seems so difficult I just keep putting it off. I'm jumping in now to mention my latest home improvement exploit. Yesterday I managed to successfully install a new garbage disposal, something that would have been much easier if I didn't come face to face with the work of the Incompetent Plumber again. Whoever it was who did the work in my condo when it was modernized about 15 years ago didn't understand some basic things: like gravity or the fact that duct-taping the ends of 2 pipes together is not sufficient. This time he used a very odd-sized drainage pipe and his patented tape-method of connection. Of course, that explains the leak I've been bothered by since I moved in. And now there is no more leak (thanks to the efforts of 2 different local hardware stores and some creative use of adapters)! Grinding a banana peel this morning was quite a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in a fancy Insinkerator disposal from their new &lt;a href="http://www.insinkerator.com/isejsp/product/selector.jsp"&gt;Evolution&lt;/a&gt; line. I'm sort of disappointed that it has to hide under the sink since it looks so nice. I considered installing it upside down so it would stick up out of the drain and people could admire it. Oh, and it really is incredibly quiet! Next up: the new faucet that arrived this evening after I finally got the hang of eBay over the weekend and managed to get a pretty good deal on a nice stainless steel model. Once I have both projects complete, I will have taken care of all the leaks around my kitchen sink. At last.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/04/garbage-disposal.cfm' title='Garbage Disposal'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=7448302379463887003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/7448302379463887003'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/7448302379463887003'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-5338532647800584966</id><published>2007-02-07T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:26:50.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>iPods from Heaven</title><content type='html'>So a few minutes ago I got a call from the front door intercom and it was a package from DHL. I rushed down and accepted a small box from Adobe. My only thought was that, since I had been participating in a beta program for some new software, maybe they had sent me a cheap thank-you item... I was really hoping for a mug (those of you who know me know I am the only person in the world to have never accumulated dozens of mugs). So I open the box and inside -- with no note or anything -- is a new 4GB iPod Nano. Huh??!!?? I am dumbfounded and thoroughly confused. I honestly can think of no reason I should be receiving this item other than that perhaps I filled out a survey at some point and actually won the prize they offered. I have no contact information, no email, no note, nothing. Just a brand new silvery iPod.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/02/ipods-from-heaven.cfm' title='iPods from Heaven'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=5338532647800584966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/5338532647800584966'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/5338532647800584966'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-8440649249469896550</id><published>2007-02-04T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:40:10.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga... Whew!</title><content type='html'>I just finished up a special master class with Simon Park -- a visiting expert yoga trainer -- that was a full 2 1/2 hours of non-stop vinyasa yoga. I think all of my cells are now both extremely flexible and extremely tired. It was a great class, but I wish I could have watched Simon demonstrate a few more poses. He is just so skilled it is amazing to watch. I didn't learn very many new poses, but I did see several new ways of connecting poses I was already familiar with. Simon works with a very flowing style so these transitions are key to his practice. The whole thing made me seriously consider undertaking a 6-month teacher training program (an idea already rattling around in my head). Luckily I have until September to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a fun afternoon, but I am beat!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/02/yoga-whew.cfm' title='Yoga... Whew!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=8440649249469896550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/8440649249469896550'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/8440649249469896550'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-635335381111404909</id><published>2007-02-02T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:11:29.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Persimmon Birthday Update</title><content type='html'>I think the mouse toy and catnip were a big success, but I'll let you be the judge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uevhtOFIU34"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uevhtOFIU34" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one tired kitty right now.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/02/persimmons-birthday-update.cfm' title='Persimmon Birthday Update'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=635335381111404909&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/635335381111404909'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/635335381111404909'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-5747834556548819060</id><published>2007-02-02T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:23:17.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10th Birthday, Persimmon!</title><content type='html'>Persimmon, orange cat of exceptional quality, turns 10 years old today! Double-digits! His birthday is approximate, given that I found him in a garbage can in Charlottesville, VA, but Groundhog Day always seemed an appropriate date to pick and it should be pretty close to the real thing. While he doesn't get sun to sleep in today (his favorite thing), he does have a new toy mouse and some organic catnip coming up later today. Shhh, don't spoil the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://www.tinted.com/uploaded_images/PersimmonInSun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2007/02/happy-10th-birthday-persimmon.cfm' title='Happy 10th Birthday, Persimmon!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=5747834556548819060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/5747834556548819060'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/5747834556548819060'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-116654144739680197</id><published>2006-12-19T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T10:17:27.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Odds and Ends</title><content type='html'>I've been horrible about updating this blog lately, and I apologize. I seem to alternate between being very busy and being very bored -- neither of which are conducive to posting. Here are a few brief points, each of which deserves a full post of its own, but sadly won't receive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A couple months ago I took advantage of a day of free &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonwalks.com/"&gt;walking tours&lt;/a&gt; in DC; I chose one on Embassy Row near my condo and one in SW showing the first large-scale effort at urban renewal in this country. Both were fascinating and tremendous fun. The woman who owned the Hope Diamond lived 3 blocks up my street.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wrote an article on running MySQL on a Mac and had it published by &lt;a href="http://www.tidbits.com/"&gt;TidBITS&lt;/a&gt; weekly newsletter. It has been posted online &lt;a href="http://db.tidbits.com/article/8696"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://www.826valencia.org/"&gt;Dave Eggers&lt;/a&gt; give a lecture at George Mason University. He was great.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finally made it through the entire reopened American Art Museum. To my surprise, the 3rd floor has stacks (the art equivalent of library storage)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When cheering on the Marine Corps Marathon I got to watch a runner propose to his girlfriend about 10 feet down the road from me. Very funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theholdsteady.com/"&gt;The Hold Steady&lt;/a&gt; put on one of the &lt;a href="http://www.dcist.com/archives/2006/11/27/what_did_you_th_1.php"&gt;best shows&lt;/a&gt; I've seen in a long time a few weeks ago at the Black Cat. Perhaps one of the top 10 shows I've ever seen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been working a lot lately which means I haven't spent too much time outside enjoying the unseasonable weather. Hitting 74 yesterday was almost too extreme, however.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm off to North Carolina for a week to visit my parents and grandmother for the holidays. It should be a nice change of pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/12/odds-and-ends.cfm' title='Odds and Ends'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=116654144739680197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/116654144739680197'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/116654144739680197'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-116292058424250671</id><published>2006-11-07T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T12:34:38.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Disenfranchisement Day!</title><content type='html'>Well, I just voted. While I have to admit I still get a thrill from voting, it was diminished this year by 2 major factors: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; as a resident of DC I have &lt;a href="http://www.dcvote.org/"&gt;no federal representation&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; I no longer have any faith in the accuracy of the voting process in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to the first matter, I and a half million other people have to deal with the reality of taxation without representation even as we shoulder &lt;a href="http://www.taxfoundation.org/taxdata/show/266.html"&gt;a heavier tax burden&lt;/a&gt; than the rest of the country (and deplete our city resources to pay for security for other states' elected representatives). I wonder what would happen if the US proposed that residents of Baghdad not be allowed to have a voice in Iraq's parliament? Additionally, since DC is a largely Democratic place, the mayoral election is effectively decided in the primary and not in today's election. Because I don't wish to participate in the non-constitutional 2-party system we have adopted, and since independents are not allowed to vote in primaries, I have no vote for the executive branch of this city's government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second matter is even more serious than disenfranchising half a million people since it can potentially mean the dissolution of what's left of our democracy. Even if you don't think you have the time, you should watch the recent HBO documentary &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8367786376074634512&amp;q=hacking+democracy"&gt;"Hacking Democracy"&lt;/a&gt; on the crippling of our voting system by a few incompetent and/or unethical companies. I applaud HBO's lawyers for not yet having the film removed from Google Video (if it is a conscious decision they have made) but best to watch it soon regardless. Really, you need to watch this entire movie; it is an hour and twenty minutes well spent. Also check out &lt;a href="http://www.blackboxvoting.org/"&gt;Black Box Voting&lt;/a&gt; for more information on this crisis and updates throughout the election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my voting today I got to watch the voting volunteers celebrate as they finally got their one touch screen voting booth working at 11:30 am while a Spanish-language film crew interviewed an election official and people who were voting about the trustworthiness of the machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the actual content of the election, I have to quote &lt;a href="http://www.wonkette.com/"&gt;Wonkette&lt;/a&gt; here: "The opposition opposes little more than being out of power."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as not to be too depressing on this election day, I will say that my new green tea is quite good. Yaay, green tea!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/11/happy-disenfranchisement-day.cfm' title='Happy Disenfranchisement Day!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=116292058424250671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/116292058424250671'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/116292058424250671'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-115896088582351087</id><published>2006-09-22T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T11:41:40.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Administration is Inconvenient</title><content type='html'>I've been held up twice in two days by the presidential or vice presidential motorcade -- this is getting annoying. Yesterday Connecticut Avenue was blocked off at Woodly Park as I was finishing up lunch with a friend (it took us over 45 minutes to get back down to Dupont Circle); today P Street between 17th and 18th was totally closed off as I was walking back from getting coffee. Not even pedestrians were being let through. I'm not sure which member of the executive branch has caused these disruptions but there are certain vehicles you can generally use to identify the status of the motorcade-ee: only the president and vice president seem to travel with their own ambulance at the ready (for Cheney the defibrillators are probably already charged) and a large black vehicle devoted to high-tech communications equipment -- the thing bristles with antennas. So now, besides all their crimes against humanity, this administration in inconveniencing me. Intolerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is remarkable how many police it takes to shepherd one of these guys through the city. In addition to the maybe 20-car motorcade, ambulance, communications vehicles, and multitude of heavily armed secret service, city police are brought in to block off every possible access point to the travel route. That means a minimum of 5 to 10 police at every intersection, alley, or sidewalk for at least a half-hour before the cars come through. Just to stop access to one residential block this afternoon, I saw at least dozen police cars, 10 motorcycles, a number of bicycle cops, and a horse. Add it up over several miles of a travel route and the numbers are staggering. I once saw the presidential motorcade go by on Rock Creek Parkway while I was running and there was this enormous rotating collection of black SUVs that would pull across every entrance or exit route to the road (even after police had cleared all traffic and blocked the streets), jump out with automatic weapons, wait for the main motorcade to pass, hop back in the car and zoom off to get in front again and block the next entrance ramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a point to this post, just that I'm tired of these guys ruining the world &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; causing delays in my city.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/09/this-administration-is-inconvenient.cfm' title='This Administration is Inconvenient'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=115896088582351087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115896088582351087'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115896088582351087'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-115861250191577710</id><published>2006-09-18T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:48:21.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autoyoga</title><content type='html'>Normally I love my yoga classes. I like how challenging they are, how I get to be around other people, how tired I sometimes feel by the end. Thursday was a good example of why I enjoy going: it was probably the single hardest class I've ever taken (Mike is starting to give Alise a run for the title of toughest teacher!) and by the end just moving into child's pose was an effort. But Wednesday was a totally different story. That class, jivamukti, is longer than other classes and can be very hard. I've only gone 3 weeks -- I wanted something more difficult than the open flow classes on Wednesday -- and the quality has been a little erratic and occasionally too new-agey for my taste. Nevertheless, I was there on Wednesday when the teacher announced that she was going to try something new: play a yoga CD she likes. Huh? Sure enough, rather than the usual personal iPod mixes we get from teachers, she put in a commercial yoga CD and we all started to follow along. Now I know that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not like that&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently, one of the things I enjoy about yoga is the human element and part-way through I started feeling very resentful about the voice telling me what to do. I work with computers and machines all day long and yoga gives me that human break. After 15 minutes I was thinking the whole thing was Orwellian: 24 of us were in neat rows in a darkened room, all trying to move in unison to a disembodied voice giving instructions. I was also reminded of those scenes of factory workers in China doing calisthenics to loud-speakers blaring bits of philosophy and propaganda intermixed with commands to touch ones toes. Exactly. It is a pretty funny scene, in retrospect, but if a teacher decides not to teach and gives it over to a CD again, I'm leaving.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/09/autoyoga.cfm' title='Autoyoga'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=115861250191577710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115861250191577710'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115861250191577710'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-115592549027216051</id><published>2006-08-18T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:24:50.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>August In DC</title><content type='html'>I haven't been very good about posting things lately, so I wanted to put something short up here to catch people up on August in DC. In general, I really enjoy this month since the tourists are fewer, the city empties out of those people who can afford to go to the beach, and the pace of everything slows down. There is a laziness about the month that I really enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I visited the newly reopened &lt;a href="http://americanart.si.edu/reynolds_center/index.cfm"&gt;National Portrait Gallery and American Art Museum&lt;/a&gt;. The old Patent Office houses these joined museums and it has been closed for renovation the whole time I've lived in DC. They did a really good job with the place and it is a lot of fun to wander around. It will be even better when the courtyard opens under a spectacular &lt;a href="http://americanart.si.edu/museum_info/renovation/index.cfm"&gt;Norman Foster glass roof&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One standout exhibition on right now is the &lt;a href="http://www.portraitcompetition.si.edu/index.html"&gt;2006 Outwin Boochever Portrait Competition&lt;/a&gt; on the northwest corner of the second floor. I was starting to run out of energy by the time I hit this unexpected display but it certainly perked me right up. It is a remarkable, surprising, and refreshing collection of portraits from all across the country. Established artists and newcomers are represented and the quality is uniformly wonderful. I highly recommend seeing this exhibit before it closes in February.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/08/august-in-dc.cfm' title='August In DC'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=115592549027216051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115592549027216051'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115592549027216051'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-115290909050729859</id><published>2006-07-14T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:31:30.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastafarianism</title><content type='html'>I'm pleased to say I saw one of those metal car emblems yesterday -- like the Jesus fish -- except it was for the &lt;a href="http://www.venganza.org/"&gt;Flying Spaghetti Monster&lt;/a&gt;. It took me a minute to figure out what FSM stood for so I didn't get a camera phone photo, but it was definitely there in the wild. Hooray for his noodly appendage!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/07/pastafarianism.cfm' title='Pastafarianism'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=115290909050729859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115290909050729859'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115290909050729859'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-115248273921543116</id><published>2006-07-09T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:05:39.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Dinner Party</title><content type='html'>Last night I was lucky enough to be invited to the very best dinner party I've ever been to. For drooling purposes I'm putting in a photo (slightly blurry) of the menu I kept as a souvenir. Philippa and Dave were the hosts and dozen or so of us were treated to an incredible meal prepared by a professional chef as well as the company of 2 special guests. First was Shawn Westfall, an instructor from the &lt;a href="http://www.dcimprov.com/college/classes.htm"&gt;DC Improv&lt;/a&gt; comedy club and school. He took all of us through a few fun improvisational exercises that culminated in some hilarious skits made up on the spot by small groups of us during breaks in dinner. The other guest was painter &lt;a href="http://www.adamstennett.com/"&gt;Adam Stennett&lt;/a&gt;, whose work "Thirteen Fish and Two Mice" our hosts just purchased for their collection (you can see it on his website). It is a spectacular painting in person (6 feet square) and it was great to hear him talk a bit about the piece and then have dinner with him. Both Adam and the painting were featured in Esquire magazine in May (along with some very expensive clothes he didn't get to keep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other guests were fascinating people as well: a playwright whose production I saw in &lt;a href="http://www.tinted.com/2006/05/let-x.cfm"&gt;May&lt;/a&gt;, a yoga instructor, a marriage therapist, a TV executive, etc. I can't say enough good things about the evening -- every detail was perfect and I left very full of great food, champagne, wine, and conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/images/menu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px;" src="http://www.tinted.com/images/menu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/07/dinner-party.cfm' title='THE Dinner Party'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=115248273921543116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115248273921543116'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115248273921543116'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-115248097254678692</id><published>2006-07-09T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T17:36:12.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July in DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/images/Fireworks2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px;" src="http://www.tinted.com/images/Fireworks2006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those who always wondered, this photo shows what the top 1/3rd of the fireworks on the National Mall look like from my condo window. I figure that statistically, practically everyone in the world has a worse view (except for those people on the tall building in front of me, of course).</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/07/fourth-of-july-in-dc.cfm' title='Fourth of July in DC'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=115248097254678692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115248097254678692'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115248097254678692'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-115206855463056362</id><published>2006-07-04T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:02:34.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dustlife</title><content type='html'>I felt the need to go for a walk on Sunday afternoon and the two options  I came up with were to go see the flood damage in Rock Creek Park or visit the &lt;a href="http://folklife.si.edu/center/festival.html"&gt;Smithsonian Folklife&lt;/a&gt; festival on the Mall. I think maybe I should have gone and looked at the damage. I've been to the festival every year since they had this wonderful Silk Road presentation a few years ago and I keep forgetting that that year was an aberration. It wasn't bad this time, just the usual: very hot, dusty, and sort of boring. This year added a particular disjointedness. The subjects were Alberta, basket making, Latino music from Chicago, and New Orleans food. Huh?? The Silk Road was great because the progression from east to west on the Mall mirrored the Road itself and its cultures. Here there were no connections at all between the sections which seemed small and isolated. The basket making section was actually interesting, but that was about it. At least it was a good and tiring walk.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/07/dustlife.cfm' title='Dustlife'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=115206855463056362&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115206855463056362'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/115206855463056362'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-114980310710313280</id><published>2006-06-08T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T17:45:07.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Imitates Art</title><content type='html'>While I am not going to argue that al-Zarqawi's death does not have some benefits to U.S. interests in Iraq, I would like to point out that the "Leader of Al Qaeda in Iraq" was the head of a group that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not exist&lt;/span&gt; until &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; Bush invaded the country, in spite of what the administration continues to insinuate. 8 steps back, 1 step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/images/zar.337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px;" src="http://www.tinted.com/images/zar.337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next bit is a bit gruesome, but then so is war. Apparently, during the 12 hours or so in which al-Zarqawi was being positively identified, the military had a photograph of the dead man's face enlarged, matted, and framed. Isn't that odd? I've never seen a frame used in any of these announcements before and I don't quite know what to make of it. Were they trying to be respectful? Triumphant? Perhaps it was an effort to put some artistic distance into what they were doing, which was placing a 3 foot close-up photograph of a dead man on a stand for the world to see. I deliberately chose the word "artistic" since the presence of the frame and the way the photo was cropped immediately stirred up the memory of a painting. Unfortunately, I can't seem to find the exact one I have in mind, but it is of either John the Baptist or Holofernes. I'm placing the famous Salome and John the Baptist painting by Caravaggio here so you can see what I mean. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/images/eNG63892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px;" src="http://www.tinted.com/images/eNG63892.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not really sure what I'm getting at (I understand the need to prove that this person really was killed) but trumpeting the death of anyone -- an action here made far more visceral by an unfortunate similarity between real life and a work of art -- makes me very uncomfortable. I suppose that much of my issue here stems from the complete loss of any moral high ground the U.S. might have had with the litany of ignored treaties, secret prisons, rampant abuse, civilian killings, and crushed civil rights that have been the daily detritus of this "War on Terror." Unfortunately, it is now hard to see anything noble in a cause that has been so twisted and propagandized. Even when an evil man has been killed.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/06/life-imitates-art.cfm' title='Life Imitates Art'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=114980310710313280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114980310710313280'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114980310710313280'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-114937802399994294</id><published>2006-06-03T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T19:40:24.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuareg Trouble</title><content type='html'>This has turned out to be a nerve-wracking week. After my experience on Monday almost getting hit by a tree in the city, last night I managed to be involved in a car accident and I don't even own a car. My friend is house sitting out in Silver Spring for some friends of hers with some really big dogs and we got together on Friday evening to watch a movie (Topkapi, as a matter of fact). Afterward she was driving me back into the district in the dog-owners' very nice Volkswagen Tuareg. On Connecticut Avenue at the complicated intersection with Florida she was trying to change lanes and there was a taxi in the way, when she turned around from looking over her shoulder at the cab, the light was red, I was shouting "stop", and she was in the intersection. Next thing we know, the SUV sideswiped a small sedan and sent it spinning. Not good. Everyone was physically fine, but something evil happened to the back left wheel of the sedan and the front bumper and grill of the VW were pretty much destroyed. It was, however, a perfect example of what happens when 2.5 tons of SUV hits 1 ton of sedan -- it simply isn't a fair fight. We all agree it could have been a lot worse, but it kept playing in my head all night (an extremely short one after all the hassles and time spent trying to calm down). My friend, of course, feels horrible since she damaged a borrowed car and will have to pay what could be several thousand dollars she doesn't have to get everything fixed. What a very strange week. I certainly hope that is the end of these unsettling events.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/06/tuareg-trouble.cfm' title='Tuareg Trouble'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=114937802399994294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114937802399994294'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114937802399994294'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-114893708974472641</id><published>2006-05-29T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:11:29.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The City is a Dangerous Place</title><content type='html'>Yikes! I just had the strangest experience coming home on P Street from the coffee shop. I had just crossed 15th and was walking under some of the trees that line the street when there was a noise from the branches above me. I thought it might be a squirrel, but then there was this big crash about 3 feet behind me. I looked around and still vibrating on the ground exactly where I had stepped one second before was a large tree branch about 7 feet long with a diameter of 4 to 6 inches. One single step slower and it would have come down right on my head. There were several people walking on the street and I immediately heard all these exclamations of surprise and relief. One guy said "don't even bother buying a lottery ticket, you just used up all your luck for the year". I started walking again and by the end of the block, my adrenalin was going crazy realizing what had just nearly happened. I'm still jittery. Wow, it is a good day.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/05/city-is-dangerous-place.cfm' title='The City is a Dangerous Place'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=114893708974472641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114893708974472641'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114893708974472641'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-114866177156308743</id><published>2006-05-26T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T12:42:51.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Antidote</title><content type='html'>A friend directed me to this historical video and I'm extremely glad he did. I'm also happy to find out that people recorded this stuff, saved it, and placed it on the Internet where it can have a second life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene: a 1969 senate hearing on whether or not to cut the funding for the Corporation for Public Broadcasting by half from $20 million. Fred Rogers is asked to speak. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Sd7TcVH670"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/05/antidote.cfm' title='Antidote'/><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Sd7TcVH670' title='Antidote'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=114866177156308743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114866177156308743'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114866177156308743'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-114693228826142189</id><published>2006-05-06T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T12:18:08.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let X</title><content type='html'>I went and saw a play last night by a newish theater company in DC called &lt;a href="http://www.taffetypunk.com/"&gt;Taffety Punk&lt;/a&gt;. The performance was a new work titled "Let X" and was a clever exercise in deconstructing a play. It reminded me a bit of Pirandello's "Six Characters In Search of an Author" with some Beckett and Stoppard thrown in. The performance space was fairly small but the production made very good use of the odd configuration. Overall, it was well acted and well written -- I had a good time and enjoyed myself. A few weeks ago I went to a party/fundraiser for Taffety Punk held by a friend of mine where I got to meet some of the cast and the author. I like what they are trying to do for DC theater and I hope they are successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Beckett, &lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/node/47722"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; from the Onion is hilarious.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/05/let-x.cfm' title='Let X'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=114693228826142189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114693228826142189'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114693228826142189'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900163.post-114530024686501028</id><published>2006-04-17T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T14:57:26.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Letter Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tinted.com/images/LLCDoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://www.tinted.com/images/LLCDoc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My documents from the D.C. government finally came through and &lt;a href="http://www.jonathansousa.com"&gt;Sousa Consulting LLC&lt;/a&gt; is an official business entity! I'm very pleased since now I can move ahead with some of the financial details I had to put off when I didn't have an Employer Identification Number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also Marathon Monday which, for me, is by far the biggest sports day of the year. Now that I'm working for myself, I got to watch the broadcast of the entire &lt;a href="http://www.bostonmarathon.com"&gt;Boston Marathon&lt;/a&gt; live on TV: what a treat. It was an amazing race with a new men's course record and Americans finishing 3, 4, and 5! U.S. distance running has come a very long way in the last 5 years and it is great to see people like Meb (third place) do so well. I love that race.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tinted.com/2006/04/red-letter-day.cfm' title='Red Letter Day'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900163&amp;postID=114530024686501028&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baskingshark.blogspot.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114530024686501028'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900163/posts/default/114530024686501028'/><author><name>BaskingShark</name></author></entry></feed>