Jackie Link's Blog

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Friday, June 30, 2006

New DVD player ate my disc!

After watching "Bonnie & Clyde" (it didn't age well, but was quite something in its day), which I'd borrowed from the library, I opened the tray to remove the disc and the tray was empty! I tried every trick I could think of, including holding it upside down and shaking, and nothing worked. I talked to Customer Service this morning (definite Indian accent there) and their only suggestion - turn off, unplug, try again - didn't work either. So after a great bike ride with Judy and Theresa I packed it up and returned it to the store where they gave me my money back and the repairman removed the disc. He said, "It just fell." Oh. He'd never seen it happen before, but he looked to be about 18 or 20 years old so he hasn't seen much yet. I brought home a new, I hope better, player.

Yesterday I photographed ducks preening but I forgot to change my shutter speed and they have unwanted motion. To see a collection of ducks and turtles go to my Yahoo photo page.

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Thursday, June 29, 2006

Turtles all the way down

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I spent some time trying to photograph the turtles in Stow Lake today and was reminded of the William James' encounter with a little old lady who said, "We don't live on a ball rotating around the sun. We live on a crust of earth on the back of a giant turtle."
"If your theory is correct, madam, what does this turtle stand on?"
"You're a very clever man, Mr. James, and that's a good question, but I can answer that. The first turtle stands on the back of a second, far larger, turtle."
"But what does this second turtle stand on?"
James asked patiently.
The old lady crowed triumphantly, "It's no use, Mr. James - it's turtles all the way down."

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Riding to Kit's

I hopped on my Bike Friday yesterday and rode to Menlo Park to visit Kit in her graphic art studio. On my way I rode along the top of the San Andreas fault (I always hold my breath as I go over the dam, praying it holds until I've passed), stopped at the Pulgas Temple, where our water ends its journey from the high Sierras, and nodded at the billionaires' gates as I made my way through Woodside and then along Sand Hill Rd to the Stanford campus (where I was given fair warning about how to fight off a mountain lion should I be attacked).

After visiting and running some errands and eating dinner out with Kit I rode to the train depot for another Spare the Air Day free ride home. Last Friday I rode to Larkspur and took a free ferry. I didn't know about either ahead of time so it was a nice little bonus to two great days.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

On Genevieve's 90th Birthday

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I wonder what it must be like to turn 90. This afternoon Jill and I will be at the birthday celebration for a woman we've known all our lives and I will ask her. I imagine she will say she can't tell the difference from being who she has always been; I see, now that I'm older too, how that works.

In this picture, taken at a company picnic, Gen is the lady in dark glasses on the left (my mother is on the far right). Gen has always, always been there on holidays, never changing from being amused by us all, smiling her sweet smile.

Today she'll be surrounded by all her daughters and sons-in-law and grandchildren, and Jill and me.

A very special Happy Birthday.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Really ugly, HUGE sculptures

These just appeared on the waterfront.

I have no idea who made them, or worse, who paid for them. The overall image is graceless, gawky, and very, very ugly – but not even an ugly you love to hate. They’re just ugly. Avert the eyes ugly. What-were-they-thinking ugly.

See the man next to a leg?

They're really BIG and
really ugly.

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P.S. I finally did a search on www.sfgate.com and found this item from Leah Garchik's column on 6/5/06: Dan Das Mann and Karen Cusolito's 30-foot-tall mother-and-child sculpture, "Passage,'' first made for Burning Man, will be installed at the pier for six months. This is a project of the Port of San Francisco and the Black Rock Arts Foundation, which has roots in Burning Man and which was largely responsible for David Best's amazing temple-like gazebo that was at Hayes Green last summer and fall.

So, at least it's temporary.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

...and it's gone.

I feel like a boat owner the day they sell---owning a VW camper is not unlike owning a boat and one needs to be a creative and skillful mechanic to keep one going, which I am clearly not. A sweet young newly wed couple came up from Santa Cruz for it. They used their wedding money. He is very able to deal with the idiosyncracies (they've had an even older one) and I have a very good feeling about its new life on the road.

There were over 25 serious offers, much to my surprise, but this couple's was the first. They'd spent all last weekend looking for the right camper, gave up expecting to find one, then saw my ad the very minute I put it up. We all feel it was meant to be theirs. I'm truly happy for them. Sad, but happy.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Selling my Westie

I posted an ad on Craig's List this morning to sell my VW Westfalia camper and within minutes had serious inquiries, some for more than my asking price (which was obviously way too low, but the Kelly Blue Book said it was worthless!). A couple from Santa Cruz, 75 miles away, really want it and will be up for it tomorrow after they get off work. They plan to take it north through Oregon, Idaho, Wyoming, etc., the trip I sort of wanted to take but was afraid to trust it with. I've had a 5-year love-hate affair with this van. It constantly broke my heart when it broke down and I spent way too much fixing it.

Sometimes I'd just sit in back, enjoying how it felt around me.

Like the end of a bad marriage, another era in my life passes. Oh, how I loved it, though.

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Sunday, June 18, 2006

Retail Rx

After cleaning out my drawers and closet I replaced worn-out stuff with new, almost the same stuff (new black pants, new black skirt, new jeans skirt and new long sarong skirt), and then I took pictures to show off.

Last week I bought Earth shoes to see if I could nip a plantar fasciitis in the bud - and I did. They are not petite looking, but after shopping in a mall for several hours I'm happy to say they felt great.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Cleaning out the cobwebs

It may be a little late for spring cleaning but I've actually tackled the cobwebs. Washing and waxing the kitchen floor will take longer.

What I used to do in a day I'm taking weeks to do because I'm so easily distracted. I have way too many books and, not sure if I've already read a book or if it was a thrift store-find I've been saving, I start reading.

And then I found old albums from my mom's; next thing you know, I'm scanning old photos.

That's my brother, Tommy. You can just see me on the porch.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Where has all the flavor gone?

I feel like that used-up piece of gum stuck under an 8th grader's desk. Yesterday I saw "An Inconvenient Truth" and even though there was probably no single new piece of information (because I read too damn many periodicals), the packaging is unparalleled. Run, do not walk, to see it.

On the other hand, I went with Jane to the Ethnic Dance Festival today and if we could harness some of that energy we'd be on our way to solving a few problems.

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Friday, June 09, 2006

If you came to visit

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This is what you'd see.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

The Parrot That Laid the Golden Egg

My parrot, Sibyl, laid her first (non-fertile) egg. For weeks she'd been trying to get me to be her mate - clucking and raising her tail - but then she suddenly went deathly quiet and stayed that way too long, so I took her to the vet. Labs were drawn and an X-ray taken,- see the faint outline of her egg in the pelvis? (Click image to enlarge - back arrow to return.)

For two days we waited and worried. She finally laid it from a high perch, and then sat there with her head cocked to one side, looking down at the shattered egg. It broke my heart to watch and I removed it.

She may or may not have kept laying eggs until she had a clutch to sit, but the vet gave her a shot of Lupron later in the day to stop the process. (Parrot birth control.) She will get a second injection in a month, hence, the Parrot That Laid the Golden Egg. By the time we're done, that egg will have cost as much as its 20 gram-weight in gold.