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Yeah. I'm terrible at this. [Oct. 1st, 2009|02:09 pm]
KatieWow
Since I last wrote I took a job in Philadelphia and quit it. I joined the Foreign Service, was told I'm moving to Brazil, and learned to speak Portuguese. Next week I start functional training, and let's be honest -- I'm really, really ready to get the hell out of here.

That's me. What are *you* doing?
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What up, my nerds? [Nov. 7th, 2008|09:46 am]
KatieWow
These days, you're more likely to find me here.
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Does anyone still read this? [Sep. 18th, 2008|05:14 pm]
KatieWow
Perhaps no. If you do, please note that I tumble for you.
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Lipstick on a pig [Sep. 10th, 2008|10:39 am]
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I think he meant to say it exactly like that. And I think it was exactly awesome.

Barack, here's my advice -- if they ask you if it was a misstep, you say "no." It was exactly what you meant to say. Sarah Palin, a smart woman, has allowed herself to become GOP Barbie. Adorable quips about lipstick and hockey mom and PTA, a smile, a wave, and then silence. Skirts and only skirts, shoot moose, Miss Congeniality Alaska. That's what the GOP has made her, and she's let them do it.

Now people are trying to defend you by saying this was "inartful," or a "mistake." Bullshit. I certainly hope you knew exactly what you were saying -- because I think it was perfect and perfectly accurate. Two weeks ago, John McCain couldn't attract attention standing on his head spitting wooden nickels. He has, quite literally, put lipstick on a pig. Or a pitbull. Actually, someone help me here -- is she a pitbull or a hockey mom? I really didn't get that joke. Whatever.

The point is, the Alabaster Musketeers of the GOP are already effing this up by using it as an opportunity to rise to the chivalrous defense of Sarah "Barracuda" Palin -- because Obama's comment lays completely bare what I've suspected from the beginning, and they know it. Sarah Palin isn't the pig, she's the lipstick. Literally and figuratively. By her own assent.

Governor Sarah Palin was someone I admired -- tough, smart, funny, and capable. She had all kinds of wacky ideas, but didn't seem interested in in actually implementing them. She was courageously pro-life enough to keep her disabled baby, but not so pro-life that she fought for health insurance for children or subsidized childcare for working mothers. Candidate Sarah Palin is the GOP Spokesmodel, hair and makeup always perfect, always smartly attired in a skirt (never pants), delivering her eight or ten memorized lines with a practiced cadence and a grin, and letting her Grandpa running mate's handlers tell the press that she would talk to them when they were ready to sit cross-legged like good children and select their questions from the list they were provided. I can only wonder what Governor Palin would think of Candidate Palin. Not much, I suspect.
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(no subject) [Dec. 15th, 2007|08:58 pm]
KatieWow
I'm little more than twenty minutes into Amazing Grace, Michael Apted's 2006 film about the 18th century British abolitionist William Wilberforce, and I feel entirely confident already recommending it to everyone I know.

My favorite quote so far: "Do you intend to use your voice to praise God or to change the world?" If you're doing it right, friend, you'll be doing both at the same time :).

Also, Youssou N'Dour is in it, which is incredibly cool.
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RIP, Vicky Moore [Nov. 15th, 2007|02:20 pm]
KatieWow
I don't have much time at this moment as I'm knee-deep in some tapes of a terrible, terrible attorney trying to salvage an awful case . . . but I wanted to take some time to mention the passing of Vicky Moore. She died on Tuesday. I met Vicky on my first day at law school when she sold me coffee and encouraged me not to make it a habit. Vicky ran the Irish Cafe, which was mostly just a counter, a toaster, a soda fountain, and a fridge in the corner of the law school lounge (read: smelly basement). According to A.J. Bellia, it used to be called the Snack Hole, which is a more appropriate but less marketable name. Anyway. Vicky was probably the most universally-loved person at the law school. She ran the cafe from 1994 until her retirement in 2005, when we threw her a huge party that everyone came to except the Dean (surprise, surprise).

For most of that time, Vicky was battling the extremely aggressive cancer that eventually took her life. When she lost her hair as a result of chemo treatments in fall 2004, she came to school on Halloween dressed as a monk. She was a passionate supporter of the Relay for Life.

But mostly, she was incredibly kind to a lot of students under stress, and she did more to create an atmosphere of trust and honor in the law school than the Hoynes Code ever did. A million times when I was late for class and needed caffeine I was grateful for Vicky's "take it now, pay me after class" philosophy. She left the soda machine on 24-hours during finals and relied on the honor system to ensure that only those students who had purchased a soda during business hours refilled their cups. She took special requests and remembered our birthdays.

There wasn't anyone else like her at the law school and there won't ever be again. We'll miss you, Vicky.
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Last updated eleven weeks ago . . . [Nov. 14th, 2007|10:58 am]
KatieWow
Oops :).

Anyway. Since then, I moved and started a semi-new job. Also since then, my dad was deployed to Kuwait for a six-month tour as the commanding officer at Camp Morrell in Ali Al Salem. He's doing fine (though my mom doesn't think he's sleeping much) and seems to be kind of bored most of the time. One of his colleagues has a kid whose third grade class has been writing letters to the guys stationed at Camp Morrell asking what their lives are like there. The only thing they can think of in response is that they don't like using plastic utensils. So, yeah.

But Dad's in charge of lots of stuff in lots of places, which he has to travel around and look at. He's been to Kenya, Ethiopia, Djibouti, and all of the finest tourist destinations in Iraq. Hopefully he's taking lots of pictures and writing down lots of stuff, 'cause I started writing too. I don't know what it is yet, but it might be . . . something. We'll see.

Most importantly, though, we just got official notice of his return flight plans. Which is awesome. He lands in Gulfport, Mississippi on March 10 and into Philadelphia on March 12. We're planning a Leahy-Scale party for that particular occasion, so get excited.

Anyway. There's lots to blog about, really, not the least of which is my imminent bankruptcy due to proximity to all kinds of great live music. Ugh. So, though I'll certainly eat my words, look for actual updates.
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(no subject) [Aug. 25th, 2007|08:24 am]
KatieWow
So, sometimes you sort of stumble across music that changes your life a little bit. And by "changes your life" I mean "brings out a dormant obsessive streak you had forgotten about." Such has been my experience with Jenny Owen Youngs. I first heard her voice on Weeds, the exceptional music director for which scored a particularly nasty moment in Nancy Botwin's day with JOY's "Fuck Was I." Then last night I shelled out $8 and walked ten blocks to see her perform at the tiny, tiny Maxwell's here in Hoboken (a place I last patronized in 1999 to see Moxy Fruvous) and from the moment she took the stage and said "What's up, motherfuckers?" I had a brand new girl crush.

Buy her records. See her shows. Potentially take her home afterward.[1]



[1] I did not, but, man -- I came close to asking. Which is saying a lot.
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Per Bakerloo [Aug. 10th, 2007|09:10 am]
KatieWow
1. What happens when you assume?
You make an "ass" out of "u" and "me." According to Miss Mahon.
2. What are Beth and Cheese up to lately?
Beth: Now a nurse on the renal ward at the Children's Hospital of Philadelphia. Just bought a house in Collingswood, making her the first of us to own her own home.
Cheese: Just took a job as a civilian engineer with the Army at Picatinny Arsenal in North Jersey. Somehow, despite having lived at home for 18 months making an engineer salary, he has not saved a dime. We're not quite sure how he's going to move.
3. What are you most proud of thus far in your life?
This is a good one -- 'cause I don't really know how to answer it. Probably putting off law school for a year to volunteer.
4. If you could go back to HS and do one thing differently, what would it be?
Study. Seriously. I think I can count on one hand the number of times I actually sat down and studied.
5. Did you ever make out with Harry?
Nope. I am convinced that Harry is asexual. Emily Grimm apparently got so fed up with it she dumped him.
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iPod Engraving [Jul. 26th, 2007|11:39 am]
KatieWow
So, I ordered a new iPod yesterday. By the miracle of Apple's super-fast shipping, I should have it, like, Saturday. I thought about polling to find out what I should have engraved on it, but I just did it anyway.

But I'm interested to know what's engraved on your iPod or what you would have engraved on it, given the opportunity. Unacceptable answers include "Don't get it engraved -- how will you ever sell it on Ebay?!" and "Help! I'm trapped in an iPod!"

When I get to my parents' house tonight I'll post what I actually did have engraved on it. Woo hoo.
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