Archive for March, 2007

Broccoli, That’s What!

Friday, March 30th, 2007

What smells like butt?

Evil Evil Broccoli

Old, uncooked broccoli to be exact.

And the stink lingers in the kitchen. It menaced us so badly that I ran pell-mell outside in a downpour to grab our trash can that was only halfway pulled up from the curb so we could banish it from the house.

Broccoli may be good for you, but beware its revenge if you don’t eat it promptly. It’s lethal.

Meltdown

Thursday, March 29th, 2007

I worked on one of my many projects last night with my new toy (a 4-thread serger). It ended badly with my project tattered, the machine limping, and me in need of gratuitous comfort.

The remains of my project, scarred forever:

Chewed & Tattered Bag

I swear the serger brought this on itself — that right needle was so asking for it:

Broken Needle

Here lie the guts of my project, torn from the gnashing teeth of the serger:

Project Entrails

What Is so Difficult About Getting a Warrant?

Tuesday, March 27th, 2007

Before I start this post, I feel it’s necessary to state that I do NOT love terrorists. I do NOT want the terrorists to win. I do NOT hate freedom. I do NOT lick Satan’s feet.

That said, I am frustrated over the government accessing information about U.S. citizens without getting warrants, especially citizens who are not under any sort of suspicion.

First there was the warrantless wiretapping scandal, and now FBI director Mueller is trying to convince the Senate that the FBI should keep all the lovely powers they received from the Patriot Act — this on the heels of the “national security letter” to-do. Read the details yourself in this article from the Associated Press.

The notion that we should change the nature of our government in response to terrorism turns my stomach. Where is the freedom in a society where innocent citizens can be investigated without oversight? Why on earth would anyone think this sort of power would not be abused? And what could we possibly gain that is worth switching our system from one of presumed innocence to presumed guilt?

Citizen Inkey

Friday, March 23rd, 2007

A few nights ago a young activist from the Texas Campaign for the Environment knocked on our door asking for support in their efforts to eliminate electronic waste from landfills. He explained how electronic gadgets contain mercury, lead, and other nasty, toxic chemicals that leach into the ground water when left in landfills. His organization is working at the county level to pass resolutions encouraging electronics producers to practice “takeback recycling.” He asked for money (of course, and we gave) and for letters from us to a county judge and four county commissioners.

Here is the letter I wrote to my county officials:

B. Glen Whitley, Tarrant County Judge
Roy C. Brooks, Tarrant County Commissioner, Precinct 1
Martin VanRavenswaay, Tarrant County Commissioner, Precinct 2
Gary Fickes, Tarrant County Commissioner, Precinct 3
J.D. Johnson, Tarrant County Commissioner, Precinct 4

Dear County Official:

I am not in the habit of writing to county commissioners, but I care about the water I drink and the world around me, so here I am.

Please support a countywide resolution calling for state and national producer takeback recycling of toxic electronic waste. Everybody has electronic gadgets these days, and something needs to be done to keep “dead” gadgets out of our landfills. Large producers of electronic waste can’t dump in our landfills – why should we be able to? Electronic devices contain chemicals like lead and mercury that have no place in our landfills, where they leak in to the water supply, or in incinerators, where they become airborne pollutants. The companies that make these devices can reclaim materials from “dead” gadgets for use in new goods, keeping us safe from toxic chemicals in our water and soil and air.

Currently Texans spend millions of dollars cleaning up toxins from electronic waste. Our tax dollars should be spent on local needs, not helping electronics producers avoid developing easily recyclable products. Asian and European countries and Maine and Washington here in the U.S. already require producers to deal with their waste to great effect. Let’s join them in leading the way on this issue.

I am anxious to hear your thoughts on takeback recycling and whether or not you will support a countywide resolution supporting it. Please respond to me in writing at 0000 Some Street, Fort Worth, TX 00000.

Kindest regards,

Inkey & The Husband

And so my political deed for the day was done. Let’s hope the county officials do their part, too.

Aunt KeKe Goes to Houston

Monday, March 12th, 2007

I went to my niece’s birthday over the weekend. She’s seven and adorable. Here’s the proof (that’s her in the middle):

The Niece & Friends

Never have I wanted to be a rock star. I can’t sing, so it’s not a feasible fantasy for me. But when we arrived at the party, I finally understood the appeal of rock stardom. The Niece ran to meet me with a ginormous hug and then proceeded to introduce me to everyone at the party. That kind of attention gets a girl’s ego going.

Along with cake and presents (The Husband and I brought books to feed her growing mind), we all enjoyed an afternoon at the Bounce House. That night The Niece and I crashed in our themed PJs.

Aunt & Niece in PJs

I also got very attached to the family’s new chihuahua puppy, Little Miss. In all it was a great weekend.

Happy birthday to The Niece.

Third Time’s the Charm

Friday, March 9th, 2007

I’ve started, abandoned, started, and abandoned this blog. Let’s see if this time sticks.

I find it depressing how hard it is to get started doing something you know you want to do and will enjoy doing. You see, the point of this blog for me is to start writing again. Not that I’m some fine novelist or anything, I just used to write a lot in school. I loved the process of writing, and it’s something I haven’t done since graduating almost ten years ago.

I know I like writing. I know this is an easy way to write about whatever strikes my fancy and have it read, if only by my best friend S. My writing skills, rusty and creaking writing skills, need exercise. What better exercise than regular writing about things I find interesting? Not writing some essay on the Dewey decimal system or deconstructing some arcane bit of someone else’s scribbles.

So, I’m back on the blog train, hoping my grip is more secure than the last two times. Your comments and critiques are welcome, but please be civil, gentle even, until I polish up my rusty, creaking writing skills.