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Thursday, September 27, 2007

 

Acupuncture on the Cheap

In week three of the home office era, a story finally runs:
"Qi whiz--acupuncture made more affordable," The Oregonian, 9/27/07

I interviewed folks at Working Class Acupuncture and a couple other clinics here in Portland.

Lots more "around town" stuff where that came from, though productive ground to a standstill as a virus wiped out the office staff this week.

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Saturday, September 22, 2007

 

Don't Dumas Me Like That

A new book by Alexander Dumas, discovered. I assumed that the leather bindings meant that I was finished. Instead, The Last Cavalier.

Michael Dirda in the Washington Post
Christian Science Monitor

And many other relevances, now in the news.

I'm with Dirda, at least in having read a dumbed-down version (Three Musketeers?) as a child.

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Monday, September 10, 2007

 

Opening the Home Office

For the first time since 1999, I don't have a job to go to this morning.

Or, I have a job, and at 6 a.m., I'm there.

It's the beauty of self-employment and the luxury of a home office, and today they are mine.

Last day at the day job was this past Friday. A nice send-off: gifts, bowling (they let me win with a 168, including my first turkey), and so forth. Lots of people grabbing my sleeve whispering where you are going is there room for me?

I'm going nowhere, and no, there's only room for one in this back office.

Here we go. The launch of a career writing. Or, "writing career" as our high school guidance counselors clarify, shaking their heads.

So what better time than now to show off our latest fashions:
A review of Sherman Alexie's new young adult novel: The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, in the September 9, 2007 Oregonian;
A feature on the Portland Fruit Tree Project, in the September 6, 2007 Oregonian (also featuring my own photography, which is what you get with last-minute articles);
An update on the commercial condo market in Portland (please, control yourself) for the August 31, 2007 Portland Business Journal.

Lots more in the pipeline. But, will it be enough to keep shoes on Baby? And his older sister? And their older brother? And the two little ones' mother? And me? And, Abraham Lincoln shoe-boiling fables aside, what about groceries, and health care, and all those other bills?


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Sunday, September 02, 2007

 

Reading the Times--It's a Dirty Job

Do you take the Times?

Ah, such pomposity. Such worldliness. Such implications of leisure time devoted to reading about crop rotation debates in Uganda and hot tub culture in Krakatoa. And then the inevitable, "Did you see the piece? It was in today's Times."

This far west, Times may need the preface "New York," as it could be that rubes such as we might confuse the reference with the Tigard Times, perhaps. Perhaps not.

The point is, look for Salvage Heart to throw in with that lot of ink-smudged superiority, as the daily home delivery has begun. So, not only will we have the holier-than-thou Sunday newsprint edifice adorning our porch...our porch...on the GODDAMNED PORCH please! Not on the sidewalk, because then it gets stolen by dog walkers. But, anyway, home delivery every day. And every other day.

Which brings us to a programming note: tomorrow Discovery Channel launches a 15-hour "Dirty Jobs" marathon, featuring Mike Rowe (host, above). All day Monday (Labor Day, which is better than marathon episodes of childbirth) and we're closing in on episode 150. I know this because, well....

Did you see the piece in Friday's Times?
"Gross -Out Fanfares for the Common Man"

(The Oregonian pulled a Zap2It wire story for its TV guide today.)

Fifteen hours seems like a lot. On the other hand, I can watch this all day long.

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