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Friday, January 31, 2003

Calling all pacifists...
"The latest edition of Maxim magazine, in an alleged "humor" article headlined "Maximís Kick-Ass Workout," depicts a strapping man in a "Muscle" T-shirt beating up an image of Mahatma Gandhi. The three-page article includes 21 different scenes of the man hitting, kicking, choking and throwing Gandhi, who is named in the text, when the reader is urged to "ask Gandhi if he can see a change in your physique." (article and details at IndiaCause and more at

One of my favorite Gandhi quotes is, "You must be the change you wish to see in the world." I wonder what change Maxim magazine thinks they're having on the world. Go write them a letter and let them know this is unacceptable.

Follow up as of 2/3: Maxim magazine gives a formal apology. 'Bout time.

5:21 PM | french toast girl | #

Thursday, January 30, 2003


My goldfish, Archie, has passed away at the tender age of at least 12 (my mom thinks he was even older than that). We had an funeral outside; Paul dug a hole in the frozen backyard and we blew bubbles and said nice things about him. It's very, very strange to not have to feed him every morning when I've been doing it for at least the past 12 years... almost half my life. (sigh again)

5:24 PM | french toast girl | #

Wednesday, January 29, 2003

Joyful things for today:

Hearing the baby's heartbeat nice and loud at the doctor's office.
Eating french toast with strawberries (frozen from the summer to be saved for a special occasion... which I realized was just that particular moment in time.)
Realizing that the billion and one freckles on my (huge) tummy look just like cinnamon sprinkles.
Clarity of thought for my art: both personal and at work. Hooray and amen for sketching.
Defining my theme for 2003: HARMONY. Much more about this later.

5:26 PM | french toast girl | #

Monday, January 27, 2003

My baby shower was this weekend! It was a lot of fun (though exhausting!) and filled with many well-wishers who happily rubbed my belly throughout the afternoon.

We ate french toast (natch!) and Mom decorated the cake and little take-home bubble jars with my baby drawings, which really meant a lot to me, as I'm feeling more and more like a mini-bake oven waiting for the timer to go off, and less and less like an artist. We all played at Carolyn's wonderful home and had us a great time. I was overwhelmed with everyone's generosity and hard work... but I reminded myself that it wasn't for me, it's for the baby! Somehow, it's easier for me to accept the attention that way.

A number of friends brought squares we've been working on for a Muppet Quilt... the results are just beautiful! I can't wait until we collect them all and put them together for the little one's room.

5:31 PM | french toast girl | #


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