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This month draws to end. The toilet is scheduled to arrive today. The walls are not ready, so it will sit in its box.

I woke up around three, and like a fool sat down here and tried to get a reservation at the Boston Sheraton. Oddly enough, at 3:00 am, I got the reservation, not the first time I tried in the Party Room Block, but the second time I tried in the Non-Party Room Block. I tried for two rooms, but could not get them. Next is a plane ticket, and then the France question.

All of the pieces are here for the bathroom to assemble itself. Now if only it would. Or if the walls would so I could call the plumbers and say "Come put this together." And then there would be water and a toilet again on the second floor. I find myself obsessing the farther I need to go to get to one. Of course, drinking a can of ice tea while reading in bed probably is still not a wise idea with the only toilet one floor up or two floors down.

Laura Jean and I finally got off our thank-you notes for Minicon. We've been running behind. I spent half of Wiscon running around avoiding Sharyn because I had the letter sitting unprinted on this computer. At least it's now sitting in the mailbox with a Cassatt stamp on it. (Except for those that I need addresses for.)

My family reunion, which I transposed with the upcoming weekend, is next weekend. I'm still undecided about heading off to the wilds of Dakota but at least it's not against CONvergence.

The papers are not here yet. I was going to unsubscribe from the Stribune after they refused to run the Gay Pride ad. Have not yet. I've been reading parts of the Times online. Krugman's got a good column. Greenfield corrects the earlier headlines about the Bush "victory" at the SCOTUS. I hope those judges appreciate the monster they've let loose upon the land.

Work is busy, and I've started dumping a huge chunk of my paycheck into a 401k. It's like working more and not getting paid for it for ten years. Yes please, more stick.

At long last...

Finally getting my aunt's state tax return sent back with a death certificate. I swear we filled out the forms and sent in the death certificate, but the state issued the check in her name and the bank would not let me cash it. I did not have the POA on me at the time... It should be the last income checks for the estate.

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Happy Birthday, bohemiancoast!

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"We are not living in any sort of normal times. We are living in the depths of a surreal fait accompli produced by the Supreme Court's corrupt, meretricious, absurdly argued, transparently illegal, hubristic, and ultimately self-serving rulings in the matter of Bush v. Gore. Quite aside from usurping powers that properly belonged to the Congress and the Florida Legislature, and placing in the White House a criminal cartel whose contempt for the Constitution and democracy itself has turned our country into a terrorist oligarchy and an object of fear and loathing throughout the world, Bush v. Gore, in a rapid succession of inept, inane, overtly totalitarian strokes, demolished the entire foundation of American law by proclaiming itself "unique to this case" and exempt from any further use as judicial precedent. This may not have been apparent to anyone except a legal scholar at the time. However, now that the Bush Junior government is frantically seeking, and at the same time asserting, legal justification for torture, arbitrary detention without right of counsel, and other "emergency" powers, assertions cast in identical language to Nazi statutes (just look them up on the Internet if you think I'm exaggerating), the true implications of Bush v. Gore, and the nature of the court that accepted this case and ruled for the plaintiff, have become ever more apparent to the ordinary citizen.

"A quality that informs much of Bill Clinton's My Life, however self-congratulatory its author's account of events may be, has been expunged altogether from American public discourse by G.W. Bush & Co. and by the media conglomerates who are among its few beneficiaries. That is, a sense of the greater good. The concept that the United States is a community of persons entitled to equal treatment under the law, and that every life in that community has intrinsic value, rather than a variable monetary one, had already been rendered so alien by eight years of Ronald Reagan's polished, senile performance as a ventriloquial doll and four years of miserable sequel under the American Andropov, George Bush the First, that Clinton's election in 1992 was perceived by the country's owners as a dire threat to their property rights."

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