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Maira Kalman

Maira Kalman produces one post a month on the blog she does for the New York Times.  I can’t say she “writes” it, because it’s a combination of drawings, photos (sometimes) and writing. She has written children’s books that I remember reading to B when he was little.

I’m delighted when she puts up a new post, and you will be too.  Check it out.

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My friend Alan just sent me a link to a New York Times article on Twitter and recipes.  I’m not interested in Twitter, but I think what this woman is doing with it is amazing and wonderful. Read it, it’s great.  It fits in six of my blog categories!

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First of all, I’m going to recommend Army of Women again.  They want one million women to sign up to help with breast cancer research.  Recommend it to your friends, and if you’re a woman, sign up!

Next, I’m sure I’ve mentioned Sustainable Dave’s site, 365 Days of Trash.  He is a person who puts sustainability into practice in a big way.  If we all did this, the world would be a better place.  If you have a blog reader (which I recommend highly), add it to your list.  

And third, we have a bench outside our kitchen window where Buster jumps up and barks to be let in.  Here he is on the other side of the screen.

Neglected dog

Neglected dog

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I got a cortisone shot in my shoulder today, so I’m resting my arm and doing no computer work.  I am, however, surfing around, hitting the Page Up and Page Down keys with my left hand.  I use Google Chrome as my browser, and I found a list of Google Chrome keystrokes.  Very helpful this morning.

I came across Still Tasty, an amazingly comprehensive site that tells you how long various foods stay fresh.  Check it out.

That’s enough typing for today.

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Two Eye Workshop

My sister Deb has been posting a sketch a day on a new blog, My Daily Sketchpad.  She did it for sketching practice.  I love it.

I got a camera for Hanukkah, and I have been trying to make myself learn how to use it. I just forget to take pictures. So my friend Egghead Junior and I were discussing this, and we decided we’d copy Deb and do a blog with a photo a day each. See what you think: Two Eye Workshop

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Shoes

Yes, I do have other things to do, like work, but wowee, I just came across the Virtual Shoe Museum.

The weirdest ones are clearly not made to be worn, but my faves are the ones that are weird AND made to be worn, like these pink boots, and these lace-to-the-knee sandals.

The folk shoes are pretty amazing. These remind me of a childhood friend, L. She had the misfortune of being a conventional child with a highly unconventional mother. All L wanted was to be like everyone else. All L wanted was to be like everyone else.

Among other things, her mother made all the shoes for the family, using a kit for making Murray Space Shoes. Instead of leather, she used rubberized terrycloth, dyed in various colors. I remember red, green, and even plaid pairs.

I don’t know what her father did for a living.  Did he wear the homemade ones to work?

L’s mother also foraged for wild food. She was the first person I knew who actually used Stalking the Wild Asparagus, by Euell Gibbons. She was just born too soon to be a hippie. She would have been very happy out on the farm in Oregon where I lived in 1972.

Elementary school was bad for L, but things got worse when we hit junior high. She cut off her waist-length strawberry blond braids and bleached her hair white-blond. She refused to wear the shoes, of course, and started smoking and running around with kids her mother hated. We stopped being friends around this time. I wasn’t sufficiently conventional or cool, and then we moved away.

(Their family took me on vacation a couple of times. The last time I went, L told me, “I wanted to invite K, but my mother thinks she’s a bad influence. She made me invite you because she thinks you’re a nice girl.” Fun trip. Can I go home now?)

Much later, I heard that L’s mother had died. Maybe she and L worked out their differences. I’m sure L’s mother kept wearing homemade shoes until the very end. I wonder what L wears.

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