Voices in My Head Speaketh...

For Belen =)

brenna — Thu, 24 Jul 2008 19:49:03 GMT

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X69OIhMnDQU

Crack Rock To Go

brenna — Fri, 20 Jun 2008 10:41:50 GMT

http://videogames.yahoo.com/events/guitar-hero-on-tour/guitar-hero-on-tour-video-premiere/1197222 Shiny! But I think I'll stick to Tetris; I'm retro like that.

Just what I needed to hear...

brenna — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 21:56:02 GMT

Please go out there and do. Live. Don’t be the same as yesterday. Don’t live vicariously online. Don’t use language that has no meaning or talk ideas you don’t really live. Don’t hide. Don’t copy others or live their ideas or life. Don’t fear doing your thing. Don’t fear doing. Instead of reading a decorating magazine, paint that room. Instead of thinking of baking, do up a cake. Run, walk, bike. Put that self help book down and pick up yourself. Let go of the snark, your worries, your anger and fear and give into possibility, action, joy and life. Do. Do some more. Stop thinking about you. Stop blogging about just you and your kid and your pet. There’s a world out there to connect to, really connect to and email doesn’t count. Being of use is more important than being popular. Think about the lady down the street, the person at the drive through, the man fallen in the street, about politics, the environment, healthcare, another country and then do something about it. Never stop at thinking. Dream big, work harder. Have lots of fun, lift a finger, do something for someone else. Cheer your friends on. Cheer yourself up. Celebrate as much as possible. Enjoy everything. Right now. It’s OK to want more and do more but be present with where you are or who you are with. Don’t rush the situation - even if it’s bad. Move on when you can. Don’t settle. Try everything you can and get over everything holding you back. Go outside. Go outside yourself. Make a difference, make some change. Don’t complain about someone unless you’re talking to that someone. Don’t complain about a situation you’re not willing to make better. They don’t have it better and you don’t have it worse. Don’t make excuses. You’ll never see possibility if you do. And you’re smart and worth more than settling for a life of complaining and limitation. Hope. Hope more. Give someone else hope. Get healthy and contribute to a healthy environment. Think about everything you do, you buy, you say. Only be lazy on Sunday and even then, be conscious. Rest is useful, giving up is not. Live with a light heart. Play more. Remember what it’s like to be seven. Remember to listen to a seven year old because you just have more words and life experience, not necessarily more wisdom. Have more questions than answers and don’t put everything into words. Sometimes just feel things and be. Be quiet more often, listen harder, talk exactly as you mean to. Strive for your best and not what you think someone elses’ best is. Follow through. Don’t let others’ down. Don’t let yourself down. You are better than your circumstances. Ask for what you’re worth. Make magic happen don’t wish for it. Don’t envy others’ lives, envy yours. Live it fully. Teach by example how to live well, how to be treated, how to be kind, how to be alive. Do. I can’t stress that one enough. Take action on your life. Make the change. No more sulking, waiting, thinking, reading, talking about. It’s time. You’re ready. ___________________________________________________________________ Words Copyright Alex Beauchamp, www.alexthegirl.com Image Copyright Mark Kitchner

Something new...

brenna — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 23:51:59 GMT

Dunno if I'll get around to making this a daily event or not, but I like this simple, but though-provoking question: What are 5 things that made you happy today? 1) Haven't yet seen any chemtrails in an otherwise dazzling sky. 2) Bringing my bike to work = riding to Trader Joe's on my lunch break for salad fixins. 3) Working on custom order sketches. 4) Housewarming party for friends tonight. 5) Being able to help my mom with a small loan. 6) BONUS--it's Saturday!! Other things that have made me happy this week: -Finding a very cool couple on Etsy who are going to custom-make our headpieces and my jewelry for our commitment ceremony, both saving me a ton of money for something that wasn't-quite-it on ebay and saving me the headache of attempting to make some of it myself. http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5191879 -Playing Catan -Talking to Jon -My new "girlfriend": http://www.flickr.com/photos/11044712@N00/2558993055/ -My super-cool new spinning tower, that I'm getting delivered tomorrow: http://www.flickr.com/photos/11044712@N00/2558993025/ -Dinner at Tu Lan: http://www.yelp.com/biz/tu-lan-san-francisco -Chocolate covered strawberries at Godiva -Spending time with my favorite person (Dubby) in my favorite city (San Francisco) -My boss (the stationery/letter-writing Queen, who does freelance stuff for Martha Stewart among other things) is going to create some custom rubber stamps for invitations and such for our ceremony--FREE. Check her out: www.may-belle.com -Finding the *perfect* reception dress at Salvation Army for $6 after work one day (after spending part of the afternoon looking around eBay no less), and the best part is it won't need much altering. So what are 5 things that made you happy today/this week?

Had to cry today...

brenna — Wed, 30 Apr 2008 20:01:32 GMT

Out of loneliness, fear, and frustration... and seeing the sky full of chemtrails and aerosol haze makes me sad for the planet, and ashamed of being a human. Each day I wonder more and more if I'm on the right path, questioning my choices, paying more attention to the niggling sensation of wrong-ness in the back of my mind. I'm intrigued by Siddhartha and Jesus, though I'm more likely to go live like a hermit in the mountains or desert than I am to sitting under a tree with my disciples. We walk in miracles daily, yet are asleep and disconnected from ourselves, each other, and the micro- and macroverse. In amidst all of these feelings though, my depression is lifting. I feel stronger about myself every day, and am moving swiftly away from the need to (physically and emotionally) harm myself. Dare I say that I'm even learning to love myself? ;-) And amidst the turmoil I am finding a peace within myself, and realizing that while I cannot be an island unto myself, I *can* be home within my mind and heart. As I learn, live, love, struggle, exult, laugh and cry, I am. Here I am. I am home. Now, what to do about those chemtrails?

Only on eBay...

brenna — Fri, 18 Apr 2008 08:48:54 GMT

Can you list just about anything, and most likely sell it: http://tinyurl.com/4ex725 But imagine my surprise when I discovered there are a few companies online that specialize in this. Somewhere in the US, there are individuals making a living selling dead flowers. Or, other dead plant matter, like the good folk at Prairie Tumbleweed Farm: http://www.prairietumbleweedfarm.com/ Of course, I suppose in its own way it's no different that selling furniture ;-)

DON'T FORGET TO VOTE!!

brenna — Tue, 07 Nov 2006 20:18:30 GMT

A New Addition to the Fambly

brenna — Wed, 11 Oct 2006 23:44:00 GMT

Here's my little bundle of joy, actually sitting still long enough for me to snap a quick pic. Still a little unsure what gender said bundle of joy is, I'm leaning towards girl, but I know that this color tabby is predominately male, so I'm not sure. One thing I am sure of though is I need to get kitty-boo-boo to a vet ASAP. What we thought might be an undecended testicle is more likely a hernia of some type. It's some kind of sac-like growth on its belly, but you can massage it and it goes back in a little bit, kinda ewww but it doesn't seem to bother the kitten that much. It sure doesn't stop the kitten from bouncing off the walls! When kitty-boo-boo isn't going skitzy on us it sure is a little bundle of love, and it definitely already knows I'm Mama. If I wake up in the middle of the night chances are pretty good it's either sleeping on my pillow right next to my head, or it's curled up against my chest under the quilt. It also has this endearing quirk about licking... my face, my hands, my fuzzy head... and I sleep nude and the kitten has even tried to nurse a few times. :-) Oh, and come to find out that kitty's a Gemini. Now to come up with a name.... hmm!

A little ray of sunshine

brenna — Thu, 05 Oct 2006 20:45:15 GMT

Guess which lil cutie's coming home with me? The orange guy in the middle. The two grays are his litter-sisters. I'm not at all sure of what I might name him, though I'll have a better idea once I meet him and spend some time with him. The lady with the litter says he was born in late June, she'll check the calendar and let me know what his b-day is, but it looks like he might be a Cancer :0) He's the oldest in the litter and she says he's the cuddler of the group. Needless to say I've got a huge smile on my face, I'm really excited about this. Once again, HOORAY for Craigslist!! (CL came through for me again this past weekend, I got 2 featherbeds for FREE. So what, they need a wash BFD, FREE HELLO!?! We say YES to FREE.) We say yes to cute lil sunshiney orange kittens on a cold rainy night. Yay, and I get my new BIG bed this Sunday, woo! I still miss that butthead Koko, though. More later, bye for now Kids!

FREE HUGS

brenna — Wed, 27 Sep 2006 23:58:02 GMT

********HUGS********** http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4 Love, Mama

Dr. Chode, I Presume?

brenna — Wed, 13 Sep 2006 09:40:13 GMT

What do you get when you Google "chode" at 2:35am? Why, Dr. Chode, of course! http://www.talbertmedical.com/providers.aspx?pid=18 <<Personal: Dr. Chode joined Talbert Medical Group in 1992. Personal interests include listening to music, playing tennis, and spending time with family and friends.>> OK, maybe not *that* funny, but it's late and I've got the giggles.

So Long!

brenna — Sat, 19 Aug 2006 21:28:28 GMT

Ladies, do you ever get...

brenna — Wed, 16 Aug 2006 18:45:18 GMT

the **URGE**? The urge to cut off *all* of your hair? Maybe into something cute and pixie-ish, or perhaps shaving your head completely like Miss Portman? Already I'm sick of this bob'nbangs thing, now I remember why I started growing it out in the first place--I was sick of it always hanging in my face/eyes. Y'know, I try not to regret too much in life, but I REALLY FREAKIN REGRET CUTTING OFF ALL MY HAIR. And I'm already getting tired of having to touch up this red all the time. I had some strange lady on the bus the other day asking why it was orange on the bottom and red on the top :p The solution: Cut it shorter ;-) and quit dying it! Really, if I cut of all this dyed stuff and start fresh, it'll take me about 4-5 years before I have it as long as it was earlier this year. I don't even know that I want to go through all that hassle again. Seriously, if I'm that desperate to have long hair for an event or something I'll get extensions or wear falls. Lately I've been wanting to cut it all off again, I did that right before I started growing it out around 21. (OK, I REALLY had to cut it off coz I'd fried it bleaching it so frequently.) I realized I don't even have any pics of when my hair was that short, but it was pretty cute. It was cut short and spiky, the longest bits about 2". The one time in my life that I spent over $25 on a haircut, and least it was easy enough to maintain it myself. It would be sooo easy for me to just grab my skissors and Dub's clippers and just go to town. All too tempting! Hmm, well maybe just a little off the top to start! I'll let you know how it goes...

In the beginning...

brenna — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 05:02:12 GMT

God created the Heavens and the Earth and populated the Earth with broccoli, cauliflower and spinach, green and yellow and red vegetables of all kinds, so Man and Woman would live long and healthy lives. Then using God's great gifts, Satan created Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream and Krispy Creme Donuts. And Satan said, "You want chocolate with that?" And Man said, "Yes!" and Woman said, "and as long as you're at it, add some sprinkles." And they gained 10 pounds. And Satan smiled. And God created the healthful yogurt that Woman might keep the figure that Man found so fair. And Satan brought forth white flour from the wheat, and sugar from the cane and combined them. And Woman went from size 6 to size 14. So God said, "Try my fresh green salad." And Satan presented Thousand-Island Dressing, buttery croutons and garlic toast on the side. And Man and Woman unfastened their belts following the repast. God then said, "I have sent you heart healthy vegetables and olive oil in which to cook them." And Satan brought forth deep fried fish and chicken-fried steak so big it needed its own platter. And Man gained more weight and his cholesterol went through the roof. God then created a light, fluffy white cake, named it "Angel Food Cake," and said, "It is good." Satan then created chocolate cake and named it "Devil's Food." God then brought forth running shoes so that His children might lose those extra pounds. And Satan gave cable TV with a remote control so Man would not have to toil changing the channels. And Man and Woman laughed and cried before the flickering blue light and gained pounds. Then God brought forth the potato, naturally low in fat and brimming with nutrition. And Satan peeled off the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into chips and deep-fried them. And Man gained pounds. God then gave lean beef so that Man might consume fewer calories and still satisfy his appetite. And Satan created McDonald's and its 99-cent double cheeseburger. Then said, "You want fries with that?" And Man replied, "Yes! And super size them!" And Satan said, "It is good." And Man went into cardiac arrest. God sighed and created quadruple bypass surgery. Then Satan created HMOs.

Small Gratefulnesses, and a Pat on My Own Back

brenna — Wed, 09 Aug 2006 22:11:15 GMT

As I was walking to my bus stop after work yesterday a man walked past me with a cigarette in his hand. He was a fairly good-looking guy in a suit, but before he even crossed my path the first thing I noticed about him was the cigarette--the breeze was blowing towards me and I could smell it from about 20 feet away. I looked up and saw him and it blipped across my mind that he was attractive... until I saw the cigarette dangling from his fingers. Ewwww.... it turned me waaaay off. It's been almost 4 months since my last cigarette. Yeah, my absolute LAST. Maybe it's not that small of a gratefulness, but I sure am glad I kicked that monkey off my back, it's wonderful to be able to draw in a full, deep breath without my chest rattling or the back of my throat making a whistling noise. I'm also really gratefull that Dub got a Volcano, that's made a world of difference, too. Boy, I quit smoking just in time, eh? I wonder how much of that over the years has contributed to everything gone wrong with my sinuses and throat. I'm grateful to myself that I found the willpower to quit smoking, and that I love myself enough to start taking better care of myself--it's starting to pay off! TMI alert! I had my period this week for the first time in almost 4 months. A real period, none of this spot-for-two-days BS following a week or more of PMSing. I knew I wasn't pregnant, but it's always been troublesome that I've never been able to depend on a regular period... except of course when I've been on birth control, but that shit's evil and I'm never going on hormonal birth control again. And it wasn't too awful this month. The PMS was only a few days instead of a week, and the cramps didn't debilitate me as usual. And though I bloated a bit I only gained about 3 lbs. yay! (Seriously, **YAY**!) Oh, and yesterday I found $10 in the back pocket of a pair of jeans I hadn't worn in a few weeks! Double YAY!! I promptly took it to Salvation Army ;-) where I got a practically brand new humidifier for $7. And the jeans themselves... one of my fave pairs, they're starting to get a little loose... I'm starting to wear stuff I haven't been able to in a while coz they've been a lil snug. I realized this morning that I've now only got about 40-50 lbs to go until I reach my goal weight range. I've been hovering at 205 for the past few weeks, I literally haven't been this "small" since I was 20. 199lbs is so close I can smell it. Ideally I'd like to get down to 165 or so before I get pregnant, but I'm not in any hurry. It's taken me about 7 months to lose the last 50 lbs, though when I was sick recently I lost almost 20 of those pounds in about 2 weeks. Wow, 50lbs. It really makes a difference. I'm able to wear more of my cute shoes at work now, it doesn't hurt so bad to stand around all day. I'm able to hop on my bike and ride to/from work a few times a week and not want to pass out. And... my back hasn't been as sore lately. Who'da thunk it? Can I just say... "Yay Me!"? God, some days I rock my own socks! :-D In other news, I'm just in a really good mood today. Happy Hump Day ev'rybody!

Don't quite know what to insert here...

brenna — Sun, 30 Jul 2006 10:32:51 GMT

I'm back from the beach. I've got a blue plastic cup in front of me containing the last frail bits of Koko's physical remains. At first glance it looks like it could be dried herbs of some sort, perhaps bark from a pale, Dali-esque shrub in the desert. Yet upon further inspection one notes the delicate arch of an eye socket, the shallow hollow of a hipbone, a vertebrae. Ohhh, my butthead. He had a noble send-off, though. I didn't feel right at the thought of burying him in my backyard (we're renting), and i didn't want the vet to "dispose" of him. (glue factory? purina?) there were a lot of people out at the beach, not surprising for a fairly warm Sat. night without too much fog. lots of bonfires. We brought quite a bit of wood and Dub built a pyre of sorts. It burned pretty hot and it was done quicker than i'd expected, maybe a couple of hours or so. So passes the end of an age. Not surprisingly (or perhaps fittingly) right at the end of Mercury Retrograde. I've had Koko for almost all of my adult life thus far. His passing is extremely symbolic of what is occurring in my life right now. So much change! And the signs were there. Amusingly in the shape of a fortune cookie and the gift of a Tarot card from Captain Erotica. Eight of Worlds from the Voyager deck; CHANGE. I got the change card about 7 or 8 months ago, right before things started getting interesting. The fortune cookie? "Remember this date 3 months from now." I got it towards the end of March. Just about 3 months after getting that fortune Dub and I met Dawn. Then things started really picking up. And that was just a month ago. Ohhhh, and there's so much going on I couldn't possibly talk about it all on here tonight. But part of me doesn't want to talk about it at all. Part of me feels like it's my own personal, private renaissance and i want to experience it all on my own. All going along with the urge to withdraw into myself for a period of reflection. *OKOKOK* and the urge to prepare myself for babymaking ^_^ A little bird *ahemdawnahem* mentioned something about a Saturn Return, and reading about it I'm really not surprised at all. I was thinking, "oh well this makes *perfect* sense!" 'cept maybe it's a little early, but I'll be 27 sooner than I think. In any event, it's late, I'm f*ing beat, I'm going to bed.

Up in the Air

brenna — Fri, 28 Jul 2006 23:26:00 GMT

The surgery is up in the air at this point. Upon further reflection of my schedule and finances, Aug. 21 is just too darn soon. I'd be scrambling to cover Sept. rent, and I'd really like to give myself as much time as possible to have my room set up and physically prepare. Although I've been feeling just fine physically and emotionally lately, there's still a lot of crazy shit going on and the last thing I guess I need to add to my plate is surg. I'll probably touch more on that later, but this isn't really the time for that, and I'm still reflecting on it all. Oh, shit, I'm being ambiguous, you all have no idea WTF I'm talking about, sorry kids. I'll fill you all in at some point. On a totally unrelated note, I really wish there were better blog options, like what I'm listening to, emoticons, privacy settings, etc.

3 1/2 Weeks

brenna — Thu, 27 Jul 2006 06:41:54 GMT

Well I confirmed the date for my operation today. Monday, Aug. 21. So I've got just over 3 1/2 weeks to prepare. Oh, and it's with the specialist I requested! ^_^ Got clearance from the boss-lady as well, and made it clear that I don't know how long my recovery will be. I don't expect it to be more than a couple weeks, but if I can afford to I'll probably take 3 weeks off altogether even if I do feel better sooner. I'm in no hurry ;-) and I've very much looking forward to having a little break of sorts to take care of myself. As a treat to myself beforehand I'm going to get myself a new bed and make a canopy for it so I can have a cozy lil nest without being in the same room as the ratties. (We each 3 have our own rooms and Dub is putting the rats in his.) I'm looking forward to creating the most lavish, girly lair I possibly can--I think my theme will be "Brothel Chic". Red and gold bedding and accents, and red, black and espresso furniture. In other news things are merrily rolling along down here in the 'Lo. If you had asked me 6 months ago what I thought my life would be like now, I might very well have told you that I'd probably be working while my bosses go on vacation, and perhaps going to Santa Cruz every once in a while. Nothing remarkable or exciting. Heh. It is *amazing* having Dawn here. My relationship with Dub has come to an entirely new level that six months ago, I didn't think we'd be here in 12. For the first time in my life I feel like I have function and stability... and safety. And the **LOVE!** Every day brings something new, whether a new feeling or new outlook or a lesson to be learned. I'm... changing. Ok, I suppose that it was inevitable anyway. And the past few days I've felt free. Just free of my worries, and that I think things are gonna work out fine. Ohhh, I wanna write more but I'm *so* sleepy! At least I'm off tomorrow, I somehow just worked 10 days straight :-[ Oh, and if you're wondering about the pic I just chose it at random from a folder on my desktop.

Bowing Out

brenna — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 08:24:01 GMT

Saturday, July 22, 2006 Hi Kids, Things have been pretty busy over in my 'lil corner of the universe. "Among Other Things": -I've been quite ill lately and am facing a tonsillectomy, adnoidectomy, and once again tubes in my eardrums. Lifelong chronic problem. It's a long story. -I'm going through a lot of emotional changes right now, and most likely some physical/hormonal changes as well. -This evening I made the slightly traumatic decision to euthanize my dear friend and feline "buddy" Koko, more affectionately known as "butthead". Koko had been ill the last 24 hours or so, and unable to relieve himself. Very painful for him. Took him to the emergency vet and the diagnosis was blockage (duh!), most likely crystals, so they'd have to do this and that and oh by-the-waaay, we require a $500 dollar deposit before starting any treatment. Well, WTF, mates! Sadly I've been down this road before with a Tabby cat named George who ultimately died a painful death from renal failure, and I knew from painful experience that I could spend as much as $5000 on treatment for Koko, but ultimately the most humane thing to do would be to euthanize him. Blockages like this are unfortunately too common in cats and this is usually something fatal. I got to spend a little bit of time with him beforehand, but I could see that he was in terrible pain and it would be best to do it immediately. I was also able to be in the room with him when the doctor gave him the shot, but I think by that point he had almost gone over on his own to be out of his pain, so he passed pretty quickly. I felt his energy leave his body before she inserted the needle, and I don't think he felt much of his physical death. Fortunately there's no law against providing your own pet's funeral services so I was able to bring Koko home with me. I am planning on doing my own private cremation ceremony for him tomorrow night. I miss my butthead cat already. I got him as a kitten about 7 1/2 years ago when I was living with my aunt Liz in a loft in Oakland, and the neighbor across the street called us up going, "there's a kitten on our lawn, what do I do?" So I go across the street, and it's just past twilight, and there's a dimly lit lawn in front of this guy's place, and this white blur comes tumbling across the lawn in the darkness screaming it's head off. Literally, all I could see was this huge pink mouth and two huge blue eyes in a roly-poly ball of white downy fuzz. And that's how I met Koko. I guess he was about 4-6 weeks old when I found him. I later found out that someone had abandoned a pregnant purebred Tonkinese cat in our neighborhood and there had been a litter of about 4 or 5 kittens. As far as I know I'm the only person who took one in, I'm pretty sure the others went feral. I know I made the right decision for Koko, but Jeebus this just sucks balls. *Sigh* I think maybe it's time for something like a fishtank while I work on making a baby. Yeah, I said making a baby. With two mommies and a Dubby :0) Yeah I said *two* mommies! *giggles* Oh, it's not all roses and sunshine on this long trip of Strange Highs and Strange Lows in PolyLand, there are thorns and dark days. I've gotten better about being able to roll with the punches and take things in stride, but as with dating and relationships in general you still deal with things like rejection and incompatibility. Thank You Universe, for Dub and Dawn. Thank you for this blessing. "Wow" is about all I can say about that! I'm trying to get my life to a new place, I'm trying to walk the talk. Being ill these past couple of weeks has really given me a good, hard look at my health, and how much my mental and emotional states can really fuck up my body. I'm also trying to talk the talk in many ways, and there's no lost irony in that my inability to speak my truths resulted in a major blockage of my 5th chakra.... the throat. Interestingly enough I felt incredibly euphoric in the first few days of my recovery, when I had been practically fasting for almost 4 days and unable to chew or swallow anything. I'm going to try and do a fasting again this upcoming weekend. (And just as an aside, I highly recommend the Bragg book about fasting. I also highly recommend a couch session with "Dr. Dub" if you have *anything* you need to talk to someone about. Seriously!) So instead of going to Burning Man this year, I'm most likely going to be having my surgery and dealing with recovery. Yeah, the co-payment for the operation is $250... I could get a #$@#@ BM ticket for $250. Such is life. And reflecting on exactly why I'd want to go to BM, I'm personally not in an emotional place where I could experience something that profound, that kind of energy would overwhelm me right now. It's time to bow out, friends and neighbors. Mama needs a vacation. Not that you won't see me from time to time or possible here or perhaps there or maybe I'll see ya next lifetime, we'll be butterflies. Actually much like a butterfly I really feel a need to coocoon myself right now and do some work on Brenna. Pretty soon I'm going to be ready for a baby and there needs to be some major change in my life for that to be possible, and I need to dedicate as much time and energy to that endeavour as I possibly can. And dammit, kids, I'm *so* TIRED. But I **PROMISE** that I will make it to the Playa in 2007. In the meantime, I'm probably not going to be on here a whole lot unless it's looking up something to do with prenatal health or maybe meditation. As per my usual I'm probably not going to answer my phone much. ;-) If it's something you'd dig, send me your snail mail address; I've lately been getting back into real letter writing and sending people postcards and such. I'm going to try to get in the habit of posting a regular blog here so you can at least know that I haven't been sucked into a parallel universe or something. I love you all. Love, Brenna/Mama

im-Peachy Keen!

brenna — Wed, 28 Jun 2006 23:22:26 GMT

http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20060628/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_usa_politics_impeachment;_ylt=Aiqun2kkSi5GbrpzOYo4dE3tiBIF;_ylu=X3oDMTA0cDJlYmhvBHNlYwM- SAN FRANCISCO (Reuters) - The municipal council in the liberal California city of Berkeley plans to give voters a say on a measure calling for the impeachment of U.S. President George W. Bush and U.S. Vice President Dick Cheney, the mayor said on Wednesday. A number of local governments across the United States have pressed resolutions urging impeachment, but the Berkeley city council's goal is to be the first to put the issue directly to voters, Mayor Tom Bates said in an interview. "This is basically giving the people a chance to talk, to join the debate," Bates said. "The issues go way beyond impeaching the president. They go to safeguarding the Constitution. This administration has run roughshod over the Constitution." Cheered on by globe-trotting Iraq war protester Cindy Sheehan, who has moved to Berkeley, the council voted unanimously Tuesday night to have the city attorney review the measure to place it on the November ballot. The measure was urged by the Berkeley Peace and Justice Commission, which advises the city on civil rights issues. The commission accuses the Republican White House of intentionally misleading Congress to justify an unnecessary war in Iraq, pursuing unconstitutional surveillance programs and permitting torture of detainees suspected of links to terrorism. Bush and Cheney "have acted in a manner contrary to their trust as President and Vice President of the United States and subversive of Constitutional government, to the great prejudice of the cause of law and justice and to the manifest injury of the People of the United States of America," the commission said in a statement. Berkeley has seen its politics march steadily leftward since the 1960s, when the Free Speech Movement and Vietnam War protests at the University of California, Berkeley, drew progressives to the city. Bush received 4,010 votes in Berkeley in the 2004 presidential election, compared with 54,409 votes for Democratic challenger John Kerry. Berkeley resident Albert Sukoff said he was not surprised by the council's decision. "I think they overextend themselves and get into things that aren't their business," said Sukoff. "Berkeley has always had a foreign policy, the national one notwithstanding."

Yet another journal thingy

brenna — Mon, 04 Jul 2005 22:44:48 GMT

Joy, rapture, exaltation. Another online journal thingamajiggy that I'll never get around to updating. Kinda like my Diaryland journal or my livejournal. Sure, someone out there in the ether is just dying to hear the next installment of my life. Hey, anyone remember Tilly's Diary? On Bolt.com? LOL, I probably won't be on Tribe for another few months anyway, no comp anymore. Bye, kids.