Author: Becky

They’re coming to take me away

Apparently, when the Feds asked various companies who provide Internet search engines to turn over their records of all searches made during an “unspecified week,” all of them (including Yahoo) bleated a little lamblike noise that sounded remarkably like, “Okay!” Except Google, who expressed concern about protecting customer privacy (but who I suspect is probably more concerned with protecting proprietary information about how they do that thing they do).
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Reality hits home

I was reading about the case in New Jersey wherein the lesbian partner of a terminally ill police officer is being denied survivor benefits. But I’m not going to rant about that. I’m not going to rant about her TWENTY-FOUR years of service as a POLICE OFFICER in New Jersey. I’m not going to mention that STATE employees have domestic partnership benefits in New Jersey, but it was left to counties to make their own decisions about their employees, and Ocean County has said NO.
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Get well, Jerry

This may seem odd coming from a Yellow Dawg Democrat*, but I wish former President Gerald Ford a speedy recovery from pneumonia. I’ve always felt a lot of affection for him and his family, and great respect for his wife. As to whether Tim has really been a “guest” of her clinic, no comment.

*I wasn’t always a YDD. Republicans turned me into one.

Gray Monday

I love dreaming about my characters. Love waking up to have them with me. Love that I’m eager to get back to the computer and pick up where I left off. There are times that writing feels like drudgery, and times when writing is the most fun thing to do in the world.

I had a goal that I’d wanted to reach by the end of this past weekend, and I’d have done it, too, if it hadn’t been for that pesky migraine. But I got close, and now it’s a new week with a new goal.

Think Pink

If you ever glance at my LJ links, you may have noticed one for Knottyboy, which is the blog of Wayne, “a self professed liberal with aspirations of slapping the shit out of bush & cheney on Hardball Live!” (His self-description changes periodically, which is part of the fun.)

Our friend and reader Lisa in Iowa followed that link, began reading Wayne’s blog, and ultimately visited, live and in person, Blue Fox Gallery, which features the art of Wayne and his other half, Tony. I’ve seen a photo of some of the art Lisa bought hanging on the wall of her house. It is SO COOL to know that my Live Journal provided a means for them to connect.

Recently, I was reading, on Wayne’s blog, about a T-shirt painting party he and Tony had with some of their friends. Readers of Three Fortunes in One Cookie may remember a conversation in which Shanon asks Phillip if he’s the black sheep of his family, and he replies, “More like the pink one.” So you’ll understand why I think the serendipity of Tony’s T-shirt is another thing that’s SO COOL. Thanks, Wayne, for graciously providing me a copy of the photo. You and Tony help color my world.