tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59999162011-10-24T13:09:54.044-07:00Law student at large. Activist at larger.ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.comBlogger4071100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-49877924820832759862010-11-17T18:14:00.000-08:002010-11-18T13:42:43.982-08:00

If you ready my roommate rant, you'll know that a) I'm possessive about my kitchen and b) my living situation is a little less than ideal, especially in the kitchen. So this news is particularly exciting: I'm moving to my own little studio. It's in a nifty if gentrified part of Portland (Mississippi area, for the locals) and adjoins my future landlord's house. (She seems rad and has lots of dogs

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ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-91626207448259340682010-11-05T11:54:00.001-07:002010-11-05T12:04:49.076-07:00

Did anyone else find particular resonance when Homer Simpson was going to climb that mountain and bought a kitchen gadget (that looked a little too much like a sausage grinder for comfort) that made food into bars. He dumped a plate of spaghetti and meatballs into it, and I laughed with the comfort of knowing that if I could, I might do that too. I eat a lot of food in bar form because of a (

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My roommate is omni. That's cool. I've lived with omnivores and not had any problems. My roommate also lacks an awareness of others. Or maybe she simply has no sense of what is clean and what is dirty. (This extends well beyond the kitchen - she has not once swept since moving in - but I will confine my rant.) I came home around 9:30 last night to a carcass on my cutting board, every dish dirty

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-43927696296815248012010-11-03T17:39:00.001-07:002010-11-03T17:46:27.320-07:00

To be fair, I'm in law school, and it's robbed me of my cooking time. Even before I joined these hallowed halls of stress and arrogance, though, I was a pretty lousy blogger. to that end, some introductory, beginning-of-MoFo remarks about my eating habits which will explain my blogging habits.I have class Monday - Friday, and it's across town. Riding my bike from my North Portland abode to Lewis

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in fact, i think no diggity was in my dream. done signed up for VeganMoFo 2010. this means i'll blog more. hopefully, there will be a ripple of not only increased blog productivity, but increased all-around productivity. to that end, i have homework.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-59360604196142092042010-06-25T22:44:00.000-07:002010-06-25T23:11:34.009-07:00

For years, I was convinced that I would write for a living. I mean, really write, man. Words with grace and dignity and brawn. Words that will kick your ass and make you want more. Words like the ones I read while hunkered for the night or while sprawled in a lawn chair. Necessary words. Honest words. Urgent words. No dice. It turns out I'll write for a living, and the words will be necessary,

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I will wear my only suit three days in a row this week.

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finals really, really suck. one of the many reasons is this: finals are not just the period immediately preceding finals and the finals themselves. law school finals encompass a period of weeks, if not months, during which every single thought ends with "I really should be studying right now."

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In the ground: garlic (almost a foot tall!), a few onions, spinach and peas planted just this weekend. After last frost: Carrots (in between our garlic grid - it's gonna be a delicious plaid), arugula, cilantro, strawbblies, zucchini, some kinda summer squash, kale, beets, pole beans, and maybe some cabbage if I can come up with a humane way to battle the slugs. Later: tomatoes, jalapenos,

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Some way, some how, I have to spend a certain number of hours on this exercise in masochism I'm told is law school. When that certain number of hours is not met because, say, I want to see my girlfriend and friends and maybe cook a nice meal or two, nights get late and mornings get earlier. I didn't realize that last night was Daylight Savings Time, and I'm still lamenting the loss of that hour.

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roughly chronologically:Girlfriend.Bike accident.Work. Garden.Backpacking trip.Law school. Winter.Holidays in AK with above girlfriend.Summer job secured.Veganism. No promises on further, better posting. Still and all, I could use the outlet here. More to come, in messy bursts.

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Beets!Hops!Peas on my genius trellis! (Twine and a curtain rod)Spinach!Jalapeno!Kale!Mustard greens!

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Before I am chastised by the awesome hair set about my new Bike Helmet Evangelism, learn this: I was in a crash two weeks ago yesterday that woulda killed me had I not been wearing one. So wear a damn helmet. I've hashed and rehashed this story, so check it out elsewhere, please. So the accident and the attendant Oxycodone haze explain the lack of posting, right? Yep. That and the garden taking

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Hi folks, I got virused. Please don't click on any links from me for the time being. Best,Erica

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Taken at a party with a phone. Quality pictures to come, eventually.

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The Scene: A birthday party for a friend who answers to "Creepy"The Time: About a beer into itThe Cast: Myself, my roommate, a couple buddiesEnter TURBO THE CAT, who looks like my mom's cat, if my mom's cat had been left outside for a couple months.TURBOMeooow!ERICAWell, hell-O! (Starts petting TURBO. TURBO immediately starts head-butting ERICA, and showing a desperate need for affection)ROOMMATE

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I do love these tiny beet sprouts and their purple stems. DINO KALE! RAAWWR! If only the leaves were dinosaur-shaped. These peas are growing so quickly that I don't think I can afford to wait until the weekend to put up the trellis. Uh oh. The chard is the only green in the self-watering containers that is still going strong. Perhaps we didn't trim the mesclun mix back enough (too much?), but

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woodpeckers rattleas dogwoods slink into bloomhow alive we arewafts of hops and maltas I pass widmer's mash tunsa shame their beer sucks

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That's right, suckas. 107-103. In your collective face. Even you, Brooks, although I secretly hope you and Pretty Boy Roy will swap someday soon.

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The greens taste better when you grow them yourself. These salads were picked about 30 minutes before dinner. Subsequently devoured with just a hint of olive oil and balsamic vinegar. The mesclun had a thickness and - dare I say it? - meatiness to it that I seldom encounter in salads. Our baby rainbow chard is downright sweet. Yum.

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Sugarless Update: Easter ain't easy without sugar. I allowed myself a little hit of celebratory dark chocolate, but have been otherwise confined to agave when sweetener is needed. This has been a great excuse to avoid the peanut M&Ms at work. I can be strong. Aiming to drastically reduce my intake of refined sugar has been a far more manageable goal than cutting it altogether, but I've still gone

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-43798359506898596172009-04-08T11:27:00.000-07:002009-04-08T11:28:54.532-07:00

dumpster conventionoddly devoid of pigeonsbut a good band name

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There's a difference between year-round bike commuters and the fair weather variety, and it's not just the self-righteousness, although that's certainly the most strident feature of Portland's rainy cyclists. The faded raincoats and worn panniers belie the sunglasses and shorty-shorts. We've been eroded for months; our rust and mildew, resistant to scraping, is starting to dry and fall away with

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It occurred to me when a friend offered me cookies sweetened with maple syrup, and as I considered agave-ing my oatmeal, that I should probably define this project as a No Refined Sugar situation. Cutting sweets entirely ain't gon' happen in a month for this girl; that would most definitely be a set-up for failure. That said, the above cookies (cashew butter crunch somethings) are badass, and

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-67858440194971076212009-04-03T12:42:00.000-07:002009-04-03T12:57:36.152-07:00

So I broke already. Three days without sugar is probably the longest I've ever gone, frankly, so I'm pleased about that. Break it down: I went to Icon Tattoo to see the raddest tattoo artist ever (she birdwatches, has chickens, wants to be my mom's valentine and makes puns WHILE TATTOOING) and got myself further inked. Sitting in that chair being needled for hours without dinner makes a girl

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Sweet tooth is beyond control, and girl's got to get a handle on it. So this month, I'm going sugar-free. Not only that, but as soon as this loaf of bread is gone, I'm cutting out refined flour as well. Operation Save The Teeth is effective today. Look out, fruit. Fresh, dried, whatevs. Ima destroy you. Full disclosure: Cutting flour shouldn't be too hard, since the roomie is a gluten-free girl.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-28764639849013902342009-03-23T17:00:00.000-07:002009-03-23T17:01:58.464-07:00

flicker on the winga white-rumped omen flyinglow over dumpsters(Tattoo appointment - of a northern flicker - is April 2.)

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lying cold, alonebanana in the bike laneforsaken breakfast

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-10696449584647028452009-03-16T11:31:00.001-07:002009-03-16T11:41:23.328-07:00

-Shamrock Run 8k - ran the whole way and finished, my only goals for the thing. Don't ask me what my time is. I have no idea.-FINALLY returning my library books. No, this is major. -Brewing two batches of beer within a week, with another to be brewed tomorrow.-Made and mounted a hanging picture thing/bulletin board whatsit out of an old bicycle wheel. Damn right, it's not on my floor anymore!-

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-24290719997394147972009-03-12T09:39:00.000-07:002009-03-12T09:42:15.565-07:00

Me to a POWER RIDER of the first degree on a really fancy, decked-out bike, who was totally spaced out: "Hey Spandex Ballet! The light's green!" (Russell, I thought of you.)Yuppie dude on Surly as he passes me: "On your left, bro."Me as I pass him a couple minutes later on the bridge: "I'm not a bro. I have tits."

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1 c shredded coconut1 c almonds3/4 c (or so, I think I may have used more like 1 c) dates, pitted1-2 inches peeled, grated ginger1 tsp sea saltGrind almonds and salt into a powder in a food processor. Comment on how much you love your food processor. Muse on how you may want to be buried with it, or wouldn't will it to just anyone at any rate. Add coconut and ginger and pulse until blended. Add

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The Cubs traded DeRosa. Johnson's handling the in-season blog, which is rad because I heart catchers, but... sigh. DeRosa had a very endearing online presence.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-17069121796344245982009-03-10T08:57:00.000-07:002009-03-10T08:59:48.942-07:00

new bike brings catcallsor maybe it's the haircuteither way, hot damn.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-54222017838325197492009-03-09T10:49:00.001-07:002009-03-09T10:56:24.790-07:00

NEW BIKE!Sporting a Trek 370 frame, and all new, all fancy components (I'm most excited about the Shimano SX shifters (such a step up for little old me and my chunky Schwinn business) and the new wheelset. The bullhorns are taking me a minute to get used to, but so far, I heart this bike. also, it snowed on me this morning hardcore.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-74184505782158355412009-03-02T10:44:00.000-08:002009-03-02T11:50:04.187-08:00

Meet Wanda Starling. She flew in through the hole in the ceiling and has yet to leave. I can only assume that my boss hired her to take care of the unseasonably early fly problem we've been having. So far, she just sits above the window sill looking nervous. She's still new, so I'll give her a couple days to open up.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-11925698110084650552009-02-27T12:32:00.000-08:002009-02-27T13:05:49.515-08:00

Total slam dunk: The Obama team is going to repeal the asshattery known as the "conscience rule" - a tricksy little parting gift from the Bush administration that allows medical professionals to deny patients abortions on moral grounds. As far as I know, this moral decision could override medical necessity or the incidence of rape and/or incest. Once this rolls back, a doctor's personal beliefs

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-20737574353398266842009-02-25T09:52:00.000-08:002009-02-25T10:14:50.288-08:00

Utterly petrified about law school

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-91714030347503303462009-02-20T18:29:00.000-08:002009-02-20T18:30:28.473-08:00

That's right. I got into my first choice law school, Lewis and Clark. AND they're giving me a monster scholarship. HELL YES!

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-25980423760579153492009-02-18T11:08:00.000-08:002009-02-18T11:11:26.172-08:00

NPR nerd alert: http://michelenorrisfacts.com is the liberal elite answer to the Chuck Norris facts of yesteryear. Check it. Today's theme seems to be nerdy obsessions. I'll try to come up with a hat trick. Birdwatching? Problems with keeping my glasses on my face? My athletic ineptitude? The possibilities are endless!

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-58991737207944567812009-02-18T09:15:00.000-08:002009-02-18T09:21:12.814-08:00

Right, if you're not a Watchmen fan, just skip this one. The leaked scene of The Watchmen film was rather disappointing, but will likely translate somewhat more flatteringly to the big screen. Yes, Malin Ackerman as Silk Spectre 2.0 was a hot-if-uninspired choice, but I'd rather see her navigate the Sally J/Doc Manhattan lines with grace and butcher the action scenes than vice-versa. This will be

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-36910417245645063552009-02-13T10:48:00.000-08:002009-02-13T10:50:23.811-08:00

What does it say about my family that my mother sends me homemade granola for Valentine's Day? Buncha Alaskan hippies.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-39064313339479518642009-02-09T10:00:00.000-08:002009-02-09T11:22:38.048-08:00

This little number very nearly inspired me to post 25 random (or at least non-connected) things about myself on Facebook. Read it - the article addresses the exhibitionism and poignancy of putting the personal on the internet. That's something I've sort of grappled with, since it feels like I need to justify my use of time and space on the blog. To that end, the few people who read this must care

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That was your warning.I snot-rocketed so fantastically, the business-suited motorist next to me, with an astonished (perhaps admiring?) smile, mouthed, "WOW." As if to say, "That was an achievement. I will arrange for a plaque." People are strange, particularly when it comes to non-verbal commentary.Verbal commentary, unfortunately has yielded crappier results of late. Biking mid-afternoon the

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-40504439335204334122009-02-03T09:50:00.001-08:002009-02-03T09:52:28.566-08:00

Stir-fried tempeh with any green veggie (last night: kale and leftover steamed broccoli) over brown rice. The stir-fry sauce? A nearly holy trinity of tahini, Bragg's and hot sauce. Salt and pepper to taste, destroy.Also, I just heard Obama say "...the last couple of years" (talking about Pakistan, I think) and I definitely heard "let's have a couple beers." Obama for drinking buddy! Yesh we can!

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-37958863128589691732009-01-29T09:30:00.000-08:002009-01-29T10:05:29.588-08:00

Blazers win! Rudy Fernandez's sweet reverse dunk was definitely a highlight, as were every single one of LaMarcus Aldridge's 25 points and 9 rebounds. Iceland - perhaps because of their own economic hullabaloo, perhaps because they're AWESOME - elected its first lesbian prime minister. She was a union organizer, and the public seems to trust her, that she "actually cares about the people." Woo!

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-11284165566898158692009-01-28T12:25:00.001-08:002009-01-28T12:44:32.690-08:00

I have now received confirmation that all of the law schools to which I've applied have complete copies of my applications. Great. Now I just get to sit in my puddle of anxiety (at least I hope that's anxiety) and wait. For the record, I applied to Lewis and Clark, UW, UO, Berkeley, Temple and Northwestern. Northwestern was very prompt in rejecting me - fully anticipated that, and none too

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-46599048568958687562009-01-26T10:08:00.000-08:002009-01-29T10:17:50.158-08:00

Today, the Senate passed (by an astonishing 61-36 margin) the Ledbetter Fair Pay Act, a landmark case in labor law. The holding is a little difficult to capture in a single sentence, but I'll try: Former employees seeking back pay as a result of a successful pay discrimination suit (race, gender, age, etc.) are now entitled to back pay starting up to two years prior to the alleged discriminatory

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-53173294471513792232009-01-16T13:05:00.001-08:002009-01-16T13:05:51.217-08:00

I'm starting to like Excel.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-9533521879221018592009-01-14T12:27:00.000-08:002009-01-14T12:44:29.994-08:00

Alison Bechdel blogs. I knew this, at least, I'd heard it from her very mouth at Wordstock '08, but until now I hadn't actually bothered to check it out. Naturally, her blog is as insightful, intelligent and rad as her comics. Check it: [Lesbian author Jeanette] Winterson... talks about being identified as the “homosexual authoress” in her small village. “I suppose I should be writing racy novels

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-4040356670127261852009-01-12T10:57:00.000-08:002009-01-12T11:06:57.063-08:00

Coffee:3 parts coffee that the roommate made half an hour to an hour before1 part hot water to take the edge off the aboveAdd any one of the followingGranola bowl-a:1 part granola1 part yogurt or soy milk or fruit or tahini by accident (while looking for peanut butter)Leftovers:2 parts cooked rice from last night1 part anything elsedash of bragg's, yumm sauce (if available), peanut butter by

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-76863119613834847492009-01-05T11:37:00.000-08:002009-01-05T13:54:33.257-08:00

Last year, I:-Lost a dog and finally stopped blaming myself for it-Switched jobs and got a better picture of what I'd like my big girl career to look like in so doing-Applied to law school (see above)-Moved again and again hoped it would be the last time-Spent 7 months+ as a vegetarian and a month of that as a vegan-Took some sweet trips - Seattle, Montana, the Sierras, Puget Sound and Phoenix* -

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-16336410129962585082008-12-12T10:59:00.000-08:002008-12-12T11:05:33.182-08:00

In Other Words, an absolutely rad non-profit, collectively-owned, volunteer-run, feminist, queer-friendly bookstore is going under and needs $11K to stay afloat. I've already chipped in, and, if you're a fan of them and their rad gatherings and radder community, you should too. I love this place. You can find all the activist and feminist reading you could want, plus great cookbooks, nature books

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-19547019222691072752008-12-09T09:19:00.000-08:002008-12-09T09:28:03.334-08:00

The fact that I'm so excited, nay, ecstatic about this shows:a) that I will likely live and die the rest of my days in the Pacific Northwestb) I can most definitely lay claim to the adjectives "outdoorsy" and "pear-loving"c) that I am not afraid to shill in my blogIt's really, really good. Moving Update: The mountains of boxes are closer to hills or knolls, and every piece of clothing I own is no

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-324067421025943082008-12-04T17:59:00.001-08:002008-12-04T17:59:48.286-08:00

and that's what I'm doing, so bear with the silence, please.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-88980267855696238492008-12-01T13:08:00.001-08:002008-12-01T13:12:45.611-08:00

Bill Sizemore, local anti-teacher author of tremendously moronic ballot initiatives, was jailed for contempt of court. His above-linked "non-profit" has been suspected of and investigated for fraudulent practices, and Sizemore blew his fourth chance to file required state and federal tax documents. As such, the judge tossed him in jail. This man, I might add, is a convicted racketeer. Pardon my

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-56273874784757362282008-12-01T11:50:00.001-08:002008-12-01T11:54:18.798-08:00

It turns out Portland averages as many days over 65 degrees (F) as it does rainy days - round about 150 each. To be precise, PDXers get 156 warm days, and 151 wet ones. Not bad for a reputedly damp, depressing and gray city. (If you follow the link, you will also see the rather unfortunate statistics on how many cloudy days we get. But it's still better than Anchorage!)

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-49820343438030920882008-11-26T13:58:00.000-08:002008-11-26T14:00:45.447-08:00

Happy Thanksgiving!

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-70042321067838466592008-11-24T09:32:00.000-08:002008-11-24T09:40:42.967-08:00

I took apart my drive train this weekend and cleaned it all up. Sadly, this is the time of year where that fresh, well-oiled machine feeling lasts about a day and a half. To say nothing of the state of my bike generally - let's just say the little lady is starting to slow down in her old age. Next stop: hub overhauls.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-13817856082562069082008-11-19T13:27:00.000-08:002008-11-19T13:28:15.195-08:00

I'm not going to get tired of that title for a while, either. Check it.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-35413252063871541002008-11-18T10:29:00.000-08:002008-11-18T10:34:19.066-08:00

"Meh" has been added to a dictionary. I'm not sure how the Collins English Dictionary - published by HarperCollins - stacks up in the pantheon of dictionary legitimacy, but it gets mad points on my scorecard for including "meh". When the OED gets on that wagon, we know we've got a winner.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-60138380250398808712008-11-12T09:52:00.000-08:002008-11-12T10:03:35.593-08:00

Any Ducks or former Ducks know Jasmine Zimmer-Stucky? She's taking to a tree in Salem with the rad and radical enviro group Rising Tide to protest logging and deforestation. Pretty hardcore, considering the biblical amounts of rain we're getting these days. Salem likely won't be hit as hard as Seattle or Portland, but I would still rather not up a tree 24/7 in any amount of Oregon rain. Anyway,

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-80911150161358832712008-11-11T09:58:00.000-08:002008-11-18T10:48:26.099-08:00

This election was a landmark victory and a long-awaited and much-needed step in the direction of American decency. I don't want to qualify this, as many queer bloggers have, by saying "but Prop 8..." and I won't. For those who oppose GLBTQI rights, that was a landmark victory too. A landmark victory that galvanizes the removal of civil rights, but I suppose it's all a matter of perspective.Well.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-55759859435563555752008-11-10T10:56:00.000-08:002008-11-10T11:14:27.406-08:00

Yesterday, I had a fantastic moment with clear skies between rain showers, fresh produce and a bearded man writing not-half-bad street corner poetry. This morning, I had a crappy moment with coffee spilling in my waterproof bag, destroying my work phone and day planner. Talk about the difference between a Sunday and a Monday.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-35007829133945806172008-11-08T11:56:00.000-08:002008-11-08T11:58:13.311-08:00

New layout courtesy Kelly.

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Happy Halloween and Happy Election Day! GO VOTE.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-70966265980269671182008-10-31T13:39:00.000-07:002008-10-31T14:08:01.392-07:00

Over this month, I've done a fair bit of self-righteous hating (or whining) on my month of veganism. That's pretty out of line, considering it's just an ideological difference and can't we all just get along? So for my final MoFo post, I'll round up some of the benefits I reaped from this and conclude with a plug for my favorite vegan cookbook. My intake of fats - saturated, un-, trans- and

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-2654548361744576742008-10-29T16:10:00.001-07:002008-10-29T16:57:49.319-07:00

Look tasty? You betcha. Mosetta Stone got me thinking about foods that are naturally vegan - like produce - hence the raw, no recipe, totally vegan post. Fresh picked by yours truly courtesy of some neighbors and the Portland Fruit Tree Project, a non-profit that solicits fruit from fruit tree owners who can't or won't fully harvest their goods. Half of each picking goes to the food bank and half

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-91319684428909999192008-10-28T10:49:00.000-07:002008-10-28T11:08:47.941-07:00

Stevens got the book thrown at him today - guilty on seven counts, sentence TBA. Although his hard work and efforts to get Alaskans seven federal dollars for every tax dollar we spend paid for a fair bit of my (out of state) education, I'm still more than pleased to see the guy get his. Rampant corruption is the political norm in many Alaska political circles, and this is a sweet victory for

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-88348797246527790112008-10-27T08:59:00.001-07:002008-10-27T09:00:40.098-07:00

Did I mention that I used to work for this newspaper? I'm so stoked that, for once, ADN is taking a solid, reasoned, liberal stand. Usually one of those is missing.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-17489202110664522062008-10-23T10:51:00.000-07:002008-10-23T14:35:53.437-07:00

So I resort to thievery. From Meg. 1. What was the most recent tea you drank?I'm a dyed-in-the-natural-fibers coffee drinker, but I believe good old Throat Coat was my most recent tea. It's getting chilly up in here. I'm also a fan of Yogi Teas - a Eugene company!2. What vegan forums do you post/lurk on? If so, what is your username? Spill!PPKers may know me as foodiedyke. I'm not on too much

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-12928824471647744402008-10-22T12:17:00.000-07:002008-10-22T12:25:02.900-07:00

As Michael Pollan so clearly points out in this article published in the New York Times earlier this month, the US is rapidly approaching a food crisis. The days not only of big oil and big meat, but of big corn and big soy are rapidly spiraling into the same deregulated chaos that the financial markets now find themselves in. We are so removed from our food, Pollan states, that we have created

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-7079146164786912462008-10-22T09:25:00.000-07:002008-10-22T10:04:38.361-07:00

My pal Ness. She works for the Turquoise Mountain Foundation in Kabul, which you should check out right now. Every morning, I cut to news from Afghanistan and sigh with relief when I don't see her name.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-58822815372700123342008-10-21T21:10:00.001-07:002008-10-21T21:19:34.737-07:00

My first - and likely only - transgression in my Million Seconds of Veganitude went a little something like this: One of the clients at work had a cake and offered me some. This was a cake that his girlfriend had brought him celebrating his 90th day clean. For those not as familiar with the AA/NA culture (as I was and still am - needless to say, I would never make uninformed remarks about it

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-12689404051486398372008-10-21T08:32:00.000-07:002008-10-21T09:05:46.226-07:00

Posting at work is risky business, and not just on account of the "hey, you shouldn't be doing that" factor. My computer sucks on ice, so posting by email is actually not a bad way to go, minus the formatting disasters and inability to create links. So I've been saving mad drafts. Case in point. Portland's small business friendliness enables tons of crafty, homegrown, quirky, kitschy, or just

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-79032830411888109592008-10-21T08:31:00.000-07:002008-10-21T08:32:43.474-07:00

So I was running last night, headphones on, and a subaru wagon rolls up next to me with three or four dude-bros in it. They didn't seem drunk (it was maybe 7:30), but they were certainly yelling gleefully and having a merry old time. The dude sitting shotty sees me and yells out the window, "YEAH! Running for OBAMA!" Not knowing what else to do, I grinned at them and pumped my fist in the air in

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-67108925252485476722008-10-19T18:39:00.000-07:002008-10-19T18:48:22.397-07:00

Number of pounds lost since Oct 1: 5ishAverage number of meals per day: 5ishMy level of appreciation for the difficulties hardcore vegans face: Through the goddamn roof.Number of Monkey Wrench cookies devoured: Actually, no more than usual.Presently eating: An apple. Amount of noot yeast consumed since Oct 1: A pound or so. Seriously. The new incarnation of Erica-as-Vegan now involves avoiding

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-51937768805441065572008-10-17T10:29:00.000-07:002008-10-17T10:30:30.142-07:00

Levi Johnston speaks.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-22796999908387393662008-10-17T00:09:00.000-07:002008-10-17T00:20:54.551-07:00

ITunes went nuts! Chances are, I'm way late to this news, but what on earth is the genius bar? The only bars I want to do with that have no liquor involve either salads or attorneys. (Pause for requisite dirty joke.) I suppose I've been ignoring those "update iTunes?" pop-ups for too long. Portlanders: Ignore the Mercury's voter guide and vote NO on 60. NONONO. Imposing "quality" based standards

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-36527620993416714292008-10-16T21:46:00.000-07:002008-10-16T22:10:40.111-07:00

B-U-N...sorry. These were actually a little disappointing, and not just because I discovered that my loaf pan has gone amiss. Grainy and dry, this recipe was the first failure of my "hey, let's try..." method of recipe procurement. That method consists of googling relevant ingredients and using the recipe with the fewest ingredients. Generally, that method is shockingly successful. Not so much

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-63263483088207235282008-10-15T09:24:00.001-07:002008-10-15T09:24:55.818-07:00

The ethical grounds of veganism seem pretty cut-and-dried: no animal products. So what does it mean for my trial-period vegan self when vegan products made in the presence of dairy (for example) are on the line? I'm not asking to be absolved of that Clif bar - that was an informed decision, justified by the notion that not consuming animal products negates supporting companies that do use animal

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-77781391101260325492008-10-10T09:50:00.001-07:002008-11-18T10:50:59.459-08:00

check it.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-73790919614602210022008-10-09T22:43:00.000-07:002008-10-09T23:28:15.939-07:00

Gather 'round, my friends*, and I'll spin you a tale of euphoria, tragedy and unspeakable loss. A story that will inspire, titillate and horrify you. Yes, it is the story of my first garden. Loyal readers (all two of you) may recall a small photospam from the days of yore that included proud pics of scraggly but recognizable vegetable plants. Damn right, I grew those suckers, but I'll begin at

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-28024529879372976402008-10-09T09:02:00.000-07:002008-10-09T10:36:20.209-07:00

The vegan food emporium closest to my house is People's. I adore this place. It's like the best candy store in the world, but instead of jawbreakers, there are three different kinds of lentil. In bulk. One lovely thing about supporting a grocery store that shops as locally as possible is the freshness of the produce. My potatoes smell like dirt and taste rich and buttery. It's almost impossible

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-21719525877411522952008-10-07T19:50:00.000-07:002008-10-08T10:08:23.501-07:00

A DialogueMe: (whistling nonchalantly and innocently as I enter my boss' office to deposit some paperwork) M&Ms Dispenser on Boss' Desk: 'Sup.Me: EGAD! M&Ms dispenser! You startled me! Dispenser: Heard you went vegan.Me: That's quite true, M&Ms dispenser. I guess I won't be giving you any business anymore. What with the milk chocolate and all.Dispenser: Uh-huh. I've seen this before. Diets don't

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-40928254875354927872008-10-07T09:01:00.001-07:002008-10-07T09:08:55.528-07:00

Hello there, half-price Holy Cow burritos. You're a little taste of Eugene right here in, uh, Portland, and you're damn cheap. I think I will live off of you (and that enchilada situation I was so proud of) for the next few days. Also: It's time for yams. Cheap, healthy and excellent when roasted, I'm ready for a long winter if yams are involved. Enchilada Situation: (Serves one over and over)

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-59279165698338850312008-10-06T10:16:00.000-07:002008-10-06T10:29:58.256-07:00

The Cubs went down to the Dodgers, and you probably don't care too much. Maybe you do. In any case, I let nine men (plus pinches) break my heart. Again. I am growing equipped to deal with life's disappointments. By the time I'm 30, I should be able to roll with any punches. Having perennial hopes squashed year after year is pretty damn harsh.Having traded my old trumpet for an old sewing machine

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-71302537953108691782008-10-06T08:51:00.000-07:002008-10-06T09:34:13.804-07:00

Cravings for cheese: Abundant. But I'm still not whining.Weekly food budget: $7 tops. This is not a good month to get all crazy creative with the culinaria. The number of soy products in my life has: Drastically increased. I'm not sure how okay I am with this. More on this later.THE TOP TEN THINGS NO ONE TOLD ME ABOUT VEGANISM:10. Living off of chips and salsa, oatmeal, and/or PB&J gets the job

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-74979716826928137562008-10-03T13:47:00.000-07:002008-10-03T14:37:37.605-07:00

Number of dairy items substituted since yesterday: 4Number of dairy items (including eggs) omitted since yesterday: 3Number of times I got up to grab some peanut M&Ms from my boss' desk, remembered this project and turned back around: 37 or soAmount of whining: Surprisingly low.And I feel: About the same.This veganism trial period draws my thoughts back to my little bro's lactose intolerance (I

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-16506021795094747502008-10-02T09:56:00.001-07:002008-10-02T17:17:23.623-07:00

And probably a couple other things I'm not considering. But in honor of the Vegan Month of Food (holla Vegan MoFo!), I'm going for-realsies vegan until the end of the month. Prepare yourself for whining of the "damn it, soy yogurt is nasty" variety. In the meantime, I'm planning a small shopping frenzy, including a heaping vat of nutritional yeast and all the local apples I can carry. Any advice

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-43216892966038317942008-10-01T09:02:00.000-07:002008-10-01T09:46:16.197-07:00

Other than a less-than-supportive invective? This is the wherein, at the suggestion of a fantastic and rather cute Portland vegan chef, all vegan blogger types blog about vegan things every weekday or with some similar frequency. It sounds pretty loose, but I can manage a few words a day about food specifically.That said, I'm not a vegan. I come close fairly often, but am generally too enamored

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-89708478208831694462008-09-26T09:43:00.001-07:002008-09-26T09:43:42.909-07:00

In a little bit, this little chunk of webspace will move. Not far, though. It'll be http://www.championofthesemicolon.blogspot.com and it will be far, far prettier than what you see here. Also, more content. Yay content! Perhaps even some kind of unified purpose or theme, but I won't get ahead of myself with the promises.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-12299971351735855622008-09-23T09:05:00.000-07:002008-09-23T09:30:52.015-07:00

The National League central division champions! Granted that this is no guarantee of anything - pennant, series... they're both still off in the ether. Still! Last week's no-hitter! The walk-offs! Wood's return! Who's stoked? This girl. In other news, I've started the exercise in frustration known as Law School Applications. It took me altogether too much deliberation, but I have my list of five

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-84311314252632448352008-09-18T10:32:00.000-07:002008-09-18T10:33:21.019-07:00

Make it this one.White privilege is when you can claim that being mayor of a town smaller than most medium-size colleges, and then governor of a state with about the same number of people as the lower fifth of the island of Manhattan, makes you ready to potentially be president, and people don't all piss on themselves with laughter, while being a black U.S. senator, two-term state senator and

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-77364698449239797702008-09-17T10:18:00.000-07:002008-09-17T10:45:07.267-07:00

As much as I hate to admit it at times, I love Alaska. My homeland is my homeland, even if I never live there again. Sarah Palin is part of the reason I left. Not she herself, per se; when I was looking to leave AK upon graduation from high school, she was still safely sequestered in Wasilla. (Yes, viewers of the SNL skit, it IS the meth capital of Alaska.) The rabid right-wingers like her -

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-43156274134807055172008-09-16T13:49:00.000-07:002008-09-16T13:50:01.157-07:00

When Karl Rove says you're running a dirty campaign, you're definitelyrunning a dirty campaign. Link:http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/09/14/campaign.wrap/(email post)

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-67248758805084602422008-09-16T09:24:00.000-07:002008-09-16T09:26:11.433-07:00

This is fascinating. A tiny critter can survive near absolute zero - something use spined creatures could never hope to do. Not that I'd switch my sentience for the ability to perma-hold my breath, but still. Neat!

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-24198151961668483222008-09-09T11:03:00.000-07:002008-09-09T11:17:40.372-07:00

Welp, if it's not the Mayan doomsday, it's the newest particle collider. CERN goes online tomorrow, and while I rationally understand that the solar system and its immediate surrounds will likely NOT collapse as a results of kooky scientists playing God, the outside possibility is humbling and amusing. It's a very "find your higher power" moment - with or without my approval, someone will flip

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-33955243242964925342008-09-05T12:20:00.000-07:002008-09-05T12:26:47.031-07:00

I have business cards. Be sure to ask me for one. You'll be guaranteed to scare the crap out of me. Aren't business cards for responsible professionals? I still haven't quite mastered color coordinating my outfits. This is a sign of competence well beyond my comfort zone. It might not be okay to be inept at this job - that's new. Hmm.

ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866028647310549068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999916.post-80273312834990993662008-09-01T22:13:00.000-07:002008-09-01T22:28:53.279-07:00

Well, I had a constructive weekend. I was honored to be a part of a task force of four handywomen, bent on adding 100 square feet of garden space to an already charming North Portland home. A 6'x10' bed, two 2'x6' beds and a 20"x6' bed now await planting. The woodwork was only half the job, and I wish I could kipe pictures off of a myspace page to show a) how great the beds look and b) just how

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