Chinchillas.

In 1991, The Rocket Scientist and I were tooling around Australian backroads, hurrying to make up lost time between Sydney and Parkes, where the Australian radio telescopes were.  In the middle of one stretch running through towering eucalyptus trees was a sign….

“Chinchilla Races, 2 km”

….with an arrow pointing down a small, gravel road.

We talked about it.  Who ever heard of racing chinchillas? It might be great, it might be awful, but it would certainly be unique.  In the end, though, we decided we just did not have enough time for a detour. And ever since, have vaguely regretted that decision.

So “chinchilla race” entered my vocabulary.  A chinchilla race is something out of the way, or curiously odd, or otherwise out of the ordinary.  Something that, if you fail to follow through on or seek out, you might later regret.

Like seeing your kid’s first major invitational, even if it means you drive six hours for a twenty-minute race, just to see his exultant face when he finishes with his fastest time ever for a 5k race.

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I’m a good mother.

[I wrote this yesterday, but had no Internet.]

I am sitting in Woodward Park in Fresno, California.  At this point, I have been here a little under an hour and a half.  I got up at 3:45, and left the house at 4:15, so that I could be here by roughly 7:15.

For a race that lasted twenty minutes.

Correct that: a race that lasted slightly under seventeen minutes.  I am not sure of the exact time, and quite frankly I am not going to hang around to see the official times posted. [It turned out  to be, for the Red-Headed Menace, 16:50.]

It may seem a long way to go for such a little event, except it wasn’t.  It was this year’s Clovis Cross-Country Invitational.  Only the top seven runners in each division from his high school are allowed to compete.  The top runners in the state — and some of the best runners in the country — go to Clovis.  It is a big deal.

Last year the Red-Headed Menace was twenty-fourth on his team.  This year he is sixth.  He worked very hard, made an amazing improvement over the summer, and so is getting to go to the top events.

Originally, I was going to skip Clovis (see: three hour drive starting at 4:15, above).  I was planning to attend the Stanford Invitational, a similarly important race held about half-an hour away, and starting at a much more reasonable hour.  (At Clovis, they reverse the usual order, starting with Varsity and working down to Frosh/Soph, rather than the other way around.  My theory is that they want to have the best runners have the coolest weather, so they have a chance at the best times.)

The morning of the Stanford race, Red-Headed Menace woke up sick: so sick, in fact, that he didn’t even care he was missing the race.  (That’s sick.) So Clovis was his first big Invitational.  How could I not go to that?  He’s a senior; I won’t have many more chances to seem him race.  And I am not driving to the Mt. Sac Invitational in a couple of weeks – it’s in Southern California.

I would have regretted missing this.  Besides, it was a chinchilla race.

Now if I could only remember where I parked the car.

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New Pages.

If you look at my masthead, you should notice I have added three new pages: Beadwork and Recipes, Pat’s Favorite Posts, and Pat’s Gratitude Posts.  That second one has far too many links — I need to winnow it a bit.  Okay, a lot.

Still, if you’re interested in some of the stuff in the blog without reading the whole thing, there they are.

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Snail Necklace Set.

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Silver, hematite and freshwater pearl necklace, bracelet, and earrings.

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Clarence? Are you there?

While reviewing all my posts to compile my “Pat’s Gratitude Posts,” I realized that I had never finished the assignment  given me by my therapist to find fifty reasons the world was a better place because I was in it.  Between two posts I had compiled thirty-two. Here are a few more:

33.  I have helped elect public officials who will act in the best interest of the public, and worked to pass laws which will benefit society.  The one I am most proud of is Measure D in San Jose, which raised the minimum wage to ten dollars an hour.

34. I have worked to let people know that they have health insurance options, and how to get help.

35. I have developed — and shared — recipes for sour cream chocolate pie and cranberry-pineapple sauce.

36. I have driven hours in support of children’s musical and athletic endeavors.

37.  I have visited a friend in jail (although I think that really only counts as being a good friend, still it is something).

Okay, so I’m down to thirteen. This is really hard.

Oh, and a bit of context — I should have explained this in the first post, but the title of these posts comes from It’s a Wonderful Life,  in which Clarence the Angel shows George Bailey how much of a difference he has made in the world.

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Yes. This.

Yes. This.

Jim Wright at Stonekettle Station nails it:

“No matter that you be liberal or conservative, that you be a Democrat or a Republican, you do notwant what follows if the President allows deadlock to become a precedent.

The President cannot give in.”

Read the whole thing; it’s good.

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On my youngest son’s Facebook:

On today’s SAT: my blood. Guess who had a nosebleed during the fifth section? Guess who had to say to their proctor “NO I’M FINISHING THIS SECTION, YES I CAN CONTINUE” with three minutes left in the section and four problems left? (it was me by the way)
cons: 
•had to rush through said section
•blood on my shirt, pants, face, and test booklet
•missing a break
•having to complete the section with my chin up
•not being able to complete a XC workout because my nose needs to not bleed.
pros: Pure badassery

 

Yeah, I think that counts as sort of badass. At least a little.

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Odds and Ends.

I am one of the walking dead this morning: I got in from the ALDS game last night at roughly 12:30, after some hysteria on my part surrounding the printing of a SAT admission ticket (on my part — the person who was supposed to have dealt with this had gone to bed two hours previously, which was just as well since he’s taking the test this morning) — got to bed at 1:30, got up at 6:30 to prepare a substantial breakfast for said test-taker.  Have dropped him off at the testing center (he was remarkably zen about everything this  morning), dropped his brother off at his park ranger job, and am now sitting in a Starbucks waiting to meet up with a former boss to do… precinct walking.  Yes, precinct walking.

Note: I am not getting paid for this, and it’s my day off.  Yes, it’s insanity.  At least I am not phone banking.  (I actually had said I would not do phone banking since that was what I did Sunday through Thursday.)

If this is disjointed, it’s because the salted carmel mocha has not kicked in. Come to think of it, I have not finished drinking it yet. Ah, that’s the problem.  More caffeine needed.

All the teams I am rooting for in the baseball playoffs (in descending order of interest: the Rays, A’s, and whichever team is playing the Braves, even if it does mean that I am forced to root for the Dodgers) lost yesterday.  The Bucs are pretty awful right now.  My sports world is not doing well.

I am trying not to think about the shutdown.  I am rationing Starbucks these days anyway, but may do so more.  (We got a Keurig as a Christmas present, and that has been helpful in weaning me off the $4.95 coffee (or two!) a day habit.

Actually,  I am more worried about what will happen if they don’t raise the debt limit.  The shutdown is a potential catastrophe for nonessential federal employees (which includes 97% of NASA) and contractors and the businesses that rely on them ; the effects of a debt crisis are even more far-reaching.

Later….

Walking went well; it is almost always more fun than phone-banking, even when the weather is unpleasantly warm.

During the Chavez campaign, early on, one coworker mentioned he was coming in on his day off to do volunteer precinct walking.  “M., do you have a life?” I asked in mock horror.  When I see him at work next week, I need to tell him I take it all back. 

I’m just as crazy as he was.

 

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Jon Stewart does it again…

http://www.thedailyshow.com/watch/mon-september-30-2013/jon-stewart-s-rockin–shutdown-eve

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The ACA explained in under seven minutes

[from the Henry Kaiser Family Foundation]

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Dreams?

I just remembered this xkcd comic.  I need to work on keeping the message in mind. [Warning: bad language.]

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The days are getting shorter.

The darkness is closing in like a soft blanket.

Halloween will be here before too long, and then Thanksgiving, and then, just before Christmas, the turn of the year.

All to the good.

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I am working my way through the works H.P. Lovecraft.  (As I said in a comment to the previous post, I don’t deny my soul might need saving. : ) ) This led to me discovering this afternoon that when he was on his tour of Harvard, the Red-Headed Menace asked (with a straight face) whether they had a copy of the Necronomicon in the Widener Library.  Of course, this is the same kid, who when his sophomore chem teacher asked at the end of the first day of class, “Any questions?” replied “Kirk or Picard?”

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[Note: I should put a disclaimer here: any opinions on this blog about the Affordable Care Act and/or Covered California are solely my own and do not reflect the opinions of my employers.]

The job is starting to get to me.

It’s not the people who need help — although sometimes their stories are heart wrenching.  No, they keep me going, knowing that I am offering a people a chance to secure their future health and well-being.

It’s those other people.  The people who rail against Obamacare (and Obama in general), and claim that nobody really is forced to resort to Emergency Rooms for health care unless they are undocumented (I can’t tell them I have stories from others who have done just that), and that the people without insurance are simply irresponsible. (The most often heard reason for not having insurance is job loss, which may indicate irresponsibility on someone’s part, but usually not the individual laid off.)

Usually, these people are angry, or at least cold.  I can let them go — I just figure something must have happened to make them that angry.  I can find compassion for souls that cannot see beyond their own limited self-interest.

Last night, though, I hit a breaking point.

The call was to one of the more conservative parts of Southern California.  (I hate calling anywhere in SoCal outside of L.A. County.)  The caller was a cheerful man about my age.

After, I identified who I was and what I was calling about, he stopped me and said, laughingly, that I was wasting my breath as he already had insurance and that, furthermore, he was a member of the Tea Party and was working to get rid of all public health care (not just the Affordable Care Act).

Bad enough.  But I smiled, and said pleasantly (as I do to all callers, regardless of political position), “Well, have a good evening sir.”  “You, too,” he said.  “God bless.”

“God bless”?  “God Bless?”  What sort of God does this man believe in, that feels that letting people suffer and die is morally acceptable?

He probably identifies as “Christian.” If so, he clearly has not actually read the Gospels, or at least not carefully.  I don’t think Christ would have had the slightest problem with Obamacare.

Actually, that’s not true.  I think Christ would have disliked Obamacare, and would have wanted us to go to a single-system.  You read the Gospels, and Jesus was a socialist:

31 “When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his glorious throne. 32 All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. 33 He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

41 “Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fireprepared for the devil and his angels. 42 For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, 43 I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.’

44 “They also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?’

45 “He will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’

46 “Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life.”

Matthew 25:31-36.

I hate to say it, but after I hung up the phone on the man, I said “And may you die alone in misery and pain.”  It was a horrible thing to say, and I hate that I felt moved to say it.  I do not really hope the man dies in in misery and pain, but I do hope he has enough of a change of heart to help make sure that others do  not.

I no longer count myself as Christian, but I do think Jesus of Nazareth had some wonderful ideas about how to treat people.

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Today’s Public Health PSA

An article at the Body Politic blog (found via Mike the Mad Biologist) reminds me to remind all of you:  get your Tdap.  Tdap is the Tetanus, Diptheria and Pertussis booster.  We are currently in the middle of pertussis outbreaks in this country, and for once it appears that the chief culprit is not vaccine denialists but adults who either don’t know they need a booster or who have not made the time to get it done.  (The immunity conferred by tetanus, diphteria and pertussis vaccines given when young doesn’t last, so teens and adults need boosters. And according to the CDC, pregnant women should get the Tdap during every pregnancy to protect the newborn from possible pertussis. [PDF])

Maybe you should ask your doctor about it when you go in for your flu shot.*   I am not a doctor, so I have no idea if the two could be given at the same time, but it would still be worthwhile to ask.

CoIncidentally (since I just found the article listed above this morning), last night at a bar I was having a similar conversation with coworkers, asking them if they had had their Tdap.  The context was a conversation in which we discussed an upcoming project for which we had to have a TB test done, and how TB was still a significant problem in this country (especially resistant strains which have been showing up).  (The result: one coworker who didn’t know she needed one, one which had had one within the last ten years, and one who had gone to Central America with a program five years ago and had been required to have one before he went.  So three out of four (counting me): not bad, still not enough for herd immunity. Of course, we were a very tiny sample size).

Oddly enough, when I have gotten the booster (except for the time I went to Russia), it was because I had punctured my foot and was concerned about tetanus.  Pertussis had quite simply never occurred to me, which I suspect is the case for most adults.

*You are getting a flu shot, right?

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