What's harder than deciding on your Halloween costume? VOTING. Oy oy oy, there's a lot of propositions on this CA ballot. Mr. Wolf saves the day again by pointing me* to theballot.org, where you can find progressive voter guides created by everybody from "" to the Sierra Club. If anybody knows of — or has created — sites with solid info about elections near or far, feel free to leave them in the comments.
Good luck with you civic duty.
- P
* I was procrastinating researching how to vote, when I came across L's recommendation on the ol' Facebook. Ironies of modern technology and social media.
Friday, October 29, 2010
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Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Dear Mom,
Well, it's autumn here. Apparently it started in mid-September, but I couldn't tell because it has been an abnormally mild one. Who knew 80-degree days were harbingers of winter?
Yesterday I went into the mountains and for the first time saw the Aspens changing colors. Their little quivering leaves turn a hard yellow; behind them the sky becomes so blue your eye gets lost in it. I'm new to this Fall thing. I thought of Connecticut this time of year, of standing on a ridge and the forest below seething with color, of the crisp air just like the breeze blowing now in Santa Fe. But the aspens have a quality more eerie than anything in New England, something almost alien. I think it's in contrast of the flickering leaves attached to sturdy, white-and-black trunks. Strange movements or currents. Aspens forest are connected underground, making them the largest organisms in the world.
On the path up there, I was also truly cold for the first time in New Mexico. So, this is a roundabout way of saying that I would really appreciate it if you could ship some of my warm clothes. I packed them in the box of things I would need if I stayed here longer. Since I can't exactly recall what's in there, maybe we could talk soon and pick a few things out.
with love,
Paolo
Well, it's autumn here. Apparently it started in mid-September, but I couldn't tell because it has been an abnormally mild one. Who knew 80-degree days were harbingers of winter?
Yesterday I went into the mountains and for the first time saw the Aspens changing colors. Their little quivering leaves turn a hard yellow; behind them the sky becomes so blue your eye gets lost in it. I'm new to this Fall thing. I thought of Connecticut this time of year, of standing on a ridge and the forest below seething with color, of the crisp air just like the breeze blowing now in Santa Fe. But the aspens have a quality more eerie than anything in New England, something almost alien. I think it's in contrast of the flickering leaves attached to sturdy, white-and-black trunks. Strange movements or currents. Aspens forest are connected underground, making them the largest organisms in the world.
On the path up there, I was also truly cold for the first time in New Mexico. So, this is a roundabout way of saying that I would really appreciate it if you could ship some of my warm clothes. I packed them in the box of things I would need if I stayed here longer. Since I can't exactly recall what's in there, maybe we could talk soon and pick a few things out.
with love,
Paolo
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