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up and at ém

if i get my shit together, maybe i can get my homework done by 4pm so i can go over and relaxingly enjoy one of my closest friend's birthday party. that would awfully nice. only thing is -- i'm behind in my homework. :P

Posted by brooke at 10:55 AM | comments (0)

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Posted by brooke at 08:53 AM | comments (2)

it's about the lyrics.

i'm on a dar williams kick right now on the ipod. today was a day of catching up for class and working with a teen to help them take an action that may help get their life back on track, back on track in the middle of a chaotic home life. the teen was in my car today, and this song came up on the ipod. it seemed terribly appropriate.

Better Things
c Dar Williams

Here's wishing you the bluest sky
And hoping something better comes tomorrow
Hoping all the verses rhyme,
And the very best of choruses to
Follow all the doubt and sadness
I know that better things are on the way.

Here's hoping all the days ahead
Won't be as bitter as the ones behind you
Be an optimist instead,
And somehow happiness will find you.
Forget what happened yesterday,
I know that better things are on their way.

It's really good to see you rocking out
And having fun,
Living like you just begun.
Accept your life and what it brings.
I hope tomorrow you'll find better things.
I know tomorrow you'll find better things.

Here's wishing you the bluest sky
And hoping something better comes tomorrow
Hoping all the verses rhyme,
And the very best of choruses to
Follow all the drudge and sadness
I know that better things are on the way.

I know you've got a lot of good things happening up ahead.
The past is gone, it's all been said.
So here's to what the future brings,
I know tomorrow you'll find better things.
I know tomorrow you'll find better things.

yeah my friend, its about moving forward. no promises of better things, but the biggest of hopes. yeah my sweet friend, i'll do what i can to help.

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and seemingly appropriate, i'm watching 'south pacific in concert' on opb. i always loved this song, which just fits into the whole LEAD theme:

You've Got to Be Carefully Taught
You've got to be taught
To hate and fear
You've got to be taught
From year to Year
It's got to be drummed
in your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught

You've got to be taught
To be Afraid
Of people whose eyes
are oddly made
And people whose skin
Is a different shade
You've got to be carefully taught

You've got to be taught
Before it's too late
Before you are 6 or 7 or 8
To hate all the people
your relatives hate
You've got to be carefully taught

Posted by brooke at 10:35 PM | comments (1)

really cool friends

my friend ms is a part of the nevada test experience . i haven't heard a lot about it, but i know he is terribly dedicated to it. a couple of weeks ago he went on the holy peace week walk. it was really nice to see those pictures, as it gave me a better sense of where he was when i called him. also, it really brings home more the work he is involved with. its pretty amazing work. *and* lastly, it makes me realize, i really do have cool friends. i mean, cool friends who do amazing things to change the world.

last week i was busily counting my blessings. here's a new one. i am incredibly blessed to get to surround myself with people who want to make the world a better place. yes, very blessed. thanks ms helping me realize yet another blessing. see you tommorrow my friend.

Posted by brooke at 11:42 PM | comments (0)

yes, its a big freakin' screen.

seriously. the laptop is here, i'm using it and the darn screen feels bigger than the old laptop!

update. yes. the new computer is larger than the old one. i thought the old one had a large screen, but the new one has an even larger one -- 17" - thats pretty darn big. anyhow, its also lighter than the old one. and much more of a bad ass computer. 1.99GB ram. 120GB HD. yeah. and now, now both computers are ready to go. the old one to maj the new one all for me. maj is excited. i'm tired. she doesn't get the carrying case till i get the one for the new one though.

Posted by brooke at 03:28 PM | comments (0)

waiting.

i'm waiting for my laptop to be delivered. it has 30 minutes to be delievered, or else it has to wait till 1.45. i've got to go to class. i thought about skipping class, and going to the session the sweet little ta's ta does on wednesdays at 1, but i figured that waiting for my laptop wasn't a good enough reason to skip class and burden the sweet young fellow. and, really, skipping class because i'm waiting for my laptop, that i can pick up TOMMORROW, is not a good way to re-start my schooling career. death of a family member, being terribly sick, my car breaking down (yeah, cross fingers THAT never happens), a sick cat -- those are good reasons, but waiting for my laptop - oh crap no.

----

a conversation between me and max:
me: hiya maxie.
max: grrrrr.
me: sweet cat.
max: grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
me: yep, the sweetest cat in the whole neighbourhood -- right here. yep. good thing you're cute, eh?
max: grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

----

didn't get to sleep till too late last night. :P but i'm up and chipper this morning. i've read the stats chapter, mostly cleaned my kitchen -- so i can have juice in the morning, and fretted about the computer coming. i've had coffee, emergen'c and iron and am listening to 'the best of sheryl crow'. yeah, the iron totally fucks with my stomach. crap if i dind't need it so much i wouldn't take it. but i need it, so i take it. i'll put something in my belly before i ride off to class.

it'll be a nice day for a bike ride. its wonderfully sunny outside. gotta love that. i may be late to class. gonna wait as long as possible for the laptop. 25 minutes to get to class. hopefully that'll be long enough. working at home this afternoon.

on that note. gonna go scrounge something to eat. in the kinda clean kitchen.

Posted by brooke at 10:59 AM | comments (0)

i've noticed a few things about myself.

what makes a perfect start for the day?

• a cold cup of sweet coffee. not sweet like 'nice' but sweet like 'lots of sugar or artificial sugar.'
  
• a fresh (made the night before) glass of carrot / apple juice.
  
• a water bottle full of water with 2 emergen'c packets.
  
• iron tablets.
  

seriously, it may sound like a lot, but i've noticed that incorporating all these things into my morning breakfast time make the rest of the day a hell of a lot easier. tommorrow? i've got all but the juice. i need to clean my kitchen in order to be able to make the juice.

on that note. its time to go to bed. but before i sign off.. i'm going to leave you with this -- its for my peace friends. my friends who are out there on the streets doing the difficult work of organizing day in and day out. its such thankless work and the victories are far fewer and further apart than the day to day victories i get in the work that i'm doing now. i know i don't seem very appreciative, but i am, terribly. thank you my friends....

It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart.

I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death, I see the world gradually being turned into a wilderness, I hear the ever approaching thunder, which will destroy us too, I can feel the sufferings of millions and yet, if I look up into the heavens, I think that it will all come right, that this cruelty too will end, and that peace and tranquility will return again. ~Anne Frank, August 1, 1944

g'nighty night. see you in the morning.

Posted by brooke at 11:28 PM | comments (0)

i'm up late.

i'm up late. i love being up late. i'm a night person. i mean, really a night person. and since my life has gotten a bit nuts these days i'm up later, because really, it isn't until about 10pm that i can start to think really straight. yeah. weird. i know. i'm somehow going to see about working this out when i get to usu. see if i can arrange my schedule there later rather than earlier. cause i'm a night person, not a morning person.

anyhow, so tonight i've given myself permission to stay up late. 3 is my attempted time for sleep. i hope it happens, cause i gotta meet friend c at 10.30 and then do laundry, figure out why my stats calculations that i did by hand didn't come out the same as running the same set of variables in spss, and do my evaluation. a lot to do for a day i'm not going to get much sleep for. oh well.

anyhow, tonight was night of working on getting to logan. yeah yeah yeah.. i know, y'all are tired of hearing about logan. got it. well, i'm not tired of talking about, so go have your feelings elsewhere about it. :)

yeah. so looking at rental stuff. and realizing that life would be a lot easier without cats. life would be a lot easier and cheaper. *sigh* but then i was cuddling with one of them and i was thinking about not having any of them as i trek down this road to hopefully becoming me, ph.d. and i knew i couldn't give them up. no, i need to have cat-buggers in logan with me. and if i just take a deep breath and believe that it'll all work out, it will.

*sigh* i hope so. the reality of what i'm about to go do is slowly setting in. the financial realities, the work realities, the loneliness realities, all of them. yeah yeah, i know, i have an assistantship, but.. goddess, at this point i don't know what the stipend will be. yeah. i have money scarcity issues. i have friends with time scarcity issues, mine.. mine are money. but hopefully i'll just breathe and it'll all work out. i hope so. *sigh*

i really can't wait to get there. i mean, part of me can't. realistically i have a lot of heartbreak to go through, but i'm looking forward to the day that i walk into the ed building for the first time. when i walk (back) in there for the first time, as a student and new apartment renter in logan, will be the moment that i'm knowing i've taken the step. yeah. its at that moment that i know i've taken the steps to fly, only this time i'll be going it alone, no one strapped to my back to make sure the parachute opens.

i know, i know, i'm being all melodramatic and crap here, but i get to be that way. reflectively melodramatic. yeah, for someone who was raised around this stuff, for someone who never thought she'd go back to school ever.. for someone who went to hell and back and on certain pieces of paper and to some people looks like she should never ever accomplish anything, this is a big deal. yeah. i've come a long way since that day in september of 2001. and i'm not talking september 11th. i guess you could say i had my own september 11th that year, only it wasn't the 11th, it was the 27th, and i lived to tell about it. i don't know if i wasn't supposed too, but at the time - and for a long time afterwards - it certainly didn't feel like i was supposed to be sitting here at 2.30am, writing about not only getting to go work on getting a ph.d. BUT also having an assistantship at a place doing work that totally fits into my moral and political values. no, on september 27th and for a long time afterwards i wasn't supposed to get what i'm getting. and so because of that i'm going to be melodramatic about it all. i'm going to melodramatic, i'm going to be amazed and giddy, excited, overwhelmed, heartbroken, stressed, and in a state of disbelief. because at the time i wasn't supposed to get what i'm getting today. no, i wasn't.

and on that note, i should do my usual reading and editing and maybe deleteing of this post. and then go to sleep. long day tommorrow. long week next week.

Posted by brooke at 02:12 AM | comments (0)

*sigh*

this is just a boring post about my week ahead.

i spent most of the day with my friends p and t. t is p's 8.5 year old daughter, p is my dear friend. we hadn't seen each other since i'd been to logan and she'd been to dancing on the edge (heart of now 2). we both had a lot to tell each other, and i was glad to finally process dancing on the edge with p. i didn't realize how much i wanted to process with her until i finally started to talk to her about it. 6 months later and i can still process my own experience. i feel incredibly glad for the both of us as we both ended up in excellent pods (you stay with the same pod of people the whole weekend). we know that our experience was very much dictated by the people in our pod. i still have affectionate memories and am terribly fond of my pod mates 6 months later. and i know they are terribly fond and have affecionate memories of me 6 months later. yep, i sure do love a, m and k a lot and am looking forward to k and i supporting a as he is a student at heart of now next month.

all that said.

tonight i have to do my stats homework. after being hooked to that damn book at the hip for the first half of the week, i've not picked it up since wednesday afternoon. time to pick it up and get ahead with my homework as i need to turn in homework 2 on monday and 3 by wednesday as i won't be in class next monday to do so. wednesday i felt okay about it all, but i'll refigure that tonight.

tommorrow i get to see my fried c for a few hours and then off to do laundry. and then my staff evaluation for LEAD. i told maj i would have it done by monday, so i've gotta get it done. after that its probably more reading for usu or something related. i'm reading a lot these days as i've been officially out of the field for too long. yesterday found me reading the first chapter of the instructional use of learning objects. the term 'learning objects' is something i've been coming across a lot, so i did a quick google search on the term and pulled that book up. its totally handy dandy that its online and available for reading. maybe i'll read the whole book, maybe i won't.. but even if i don't i can tell you i now know what a learning object is.

this week doesn't find me in any meetings, except for thursday. i think i have a meeting with maj on thursday, and i have a very quickie meeting with our graphic designer on thursday from 4.45 - 5.30, and then i'm headed out to heart of now for the weekend. my hope is that i'll have nothing to do out there besides just what i want to do. no homework, no stats, no nothing besides maybe reading 'development as freedom' a book recommended to me by the fellow i'll be working for at usu. it looks interesting, and my uncle -- a ph.d. in economics with good politics -- had good thing to say about the author.

*sigh*

on that note, time to make the bed. damn sheets keep coming off because of the feather bed. its ind of a pain in the ass to have the feather bed floating around on top. i just wish the darn thing would stay made.

Posted by brooke at 05:57 PM | comments (0)

*breathe*

yep. its all about the breath this morning. now that i'm in the office i'm feeling better than i was earlier.

---

my mind is all a spin about this whole going to utah state thing. of course it is. i go back and forth and forth and back. part of me wishes i could go ahead and get the good-byes over with and get there. part of me wish i would never have to say good-bye. part of me wishes that i could hold on to all these people forever and ever and ever. but all of me knows thats not realistic. all of me knows that what waits for me at utah state are things that i cannot turn down the opportunity to take advantage of.

*sigh*

but all of that doesn't deny the sadness i feel about leaving. my fears of loosing connection. my fears that they'll all forget me and move on without me. yes, that is my greatest fear. that while i'm in logan that i'll loose my place here. and i know its unrealistsic for them to hold my place here, for them to hold it without it being occupied. it has to be. i know i can have part of my vision of having both logan and oregon in my hands, but i know i can't have it all. no matter how much i want too. its unrealistic to ask of people here. and its unrealistic to ask of the people there.

*sigh*

apparently university of washington still doesn't know i'm not coming. i got my financial aid award letter from them. it was all loans :P blech. but thats okay, because i don't need their loans. and i wish they had grants for graduate students, because now i'm poor and can get grants.. as an undergraduate it was my folks..

*sigh*

but i'm just babbling this morning. nothing too interesting in this post other than me just talking. but i'm finding that typing it all out is helpful. typing out my feelings about all that lies ahead of me.. all these high-class problems. yes. i remind myself, i've got high class problems. i'm a lucky person to have such high-class problems. yes. in the midst of my sadness about leaving all these people here, i need to remind myself to count my high-class blessings. i don't know if it changes the level of heart break, but it puts in perspective. high-class heartbreak. i'm a lucky girl. i know lots of people who aren't so lucky. yes, i'm a lucky girl to have such high-class blessings and heart break. a very lucky girl.

Posted by brooke at 11:03 AM | comments (0)

still

i needed to read this:

"You tell me to stand still, but I am not walking," he shouted, "whereas you who are walking say you are still. How is it that you are standing still but I am not?"

The Buddha turned round. "My legs move but my mind is still," he said. "Your legs are still but your mind moves all the time in a fire of anger, hatred, and feverish desire. Therefore, I am still but you are not."

-Majjhima Nikaya

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"We need to erase the slander that a black student with a book is acting white." ~Barak Obama

Posted by brooke at 08:34 AM | comments (0)

yehaww.

i guess it was those jelly beans i had for breakfast? or the conversation i had with dad? or getting to hear from the ever so sweet ms that he wants to spend time with me. i currently don't have any social plans for the weekend, so i was feeling sorry for myself, so i called ms.. and while he's not available this weekend, he does want to spend time with me. which is nice.

i was contemplating grad school pretty heavily last night. after that email from maj my mind just went into a spin about leaving. how can i leave? how am i going to survive in logan without all these people here? i mean, i have a hard enough time setting up social dates as it is and i have lots of people who love me.. and then to go to a place where i will only know people who i work with.. thats going to be rough. i'm going to be awfully lonely. really.

.. and thats when all this heart of now stuff comes in. i had this moment last night where i was thinking -- yeah, thats it. and to acknowledge that it will be lonely, and to acknowledge that lots of people find grad school incredibly lonely made it easier. it made waking up this morning with no social dates planned for the weekend easier to handle. this graduate school is going to be hard. and i'm not going to be the only one who feels that way. i'll be surrounded by people who find it difficult. i'll be surrounded by and working with people who will understand the situation i'm in. AND i'm lucky, that even though i don't have any social dates for the weekend, i do have a lot of people who love me.. and the vast majority of them won't stay in touch, because goddess knows i suck at keeping in touch as well, but i'll know they love me. i have a hell of a lot more people who love me now than i've ever had in my life. thats a good thing to say.

so, i'll just take each day as it comes. i'll surround myself with things from all these people here in oregon who love me, and do daily reminders of how much they've brought me and how much i've brought them.. and then i'll make calls. and occassionally i'll do the 12 hour drive home to oregon. i'll go out to lost valley, i'll see p, t, and g, and i'll see all these LEAD people. and i'll get a bigger reminder. and it'll all be good.

Posted by brooke at 10:31 AM | comments (0)

in need of xena night.

i got here to our office away from the office and my first thought was.. god damn white male patriarchs, get out of my way. um. yeah. i think i need a xena night. um yeah. :P and a cup of coffee. *sigh* but seriously. or not so. rather, not so. but i tell ya, sometimes the way the men carry themselves. so many of them don't even know the privilage they carry. just makes a girl want to smack the back of those balding heads of theirs. privilage?!? this is what it'll get ya! a smack on the head!

*sigh* but then my head would have to be smacked. what with me being a white woman full of lots of privilage because of race, class and education.

i'll make you a deal. you < my dear few readers > can smack me anytime i assert my privilage in a way that is oppressive, if i can do the same thing to all the white men i see walking around. and in oregon, thats a lot of white men. btw, i hear its even more in utah! twice the smacking i dare say?!?

Posted by brooke at 09:42 AM | comments (0)

ode to maj.. or, i've become a part of it -- without noticing.

i went to group tonight. i go to group every tuesday night. today i wasn't looking forward to it, because i have so much to do, and i wanted to stay at the office laughing and working with s. but once i got there i was happy.. as usual. i love group. i absolutely love group. i love the teens, i love the other volunteers, i love the people i work with. yes. i love LEAD.

i've only been there for a short time. i've only been working in the office since right before christmas.. but sometimes it just seems so much longer. it really does.

anyhow. so, i was at group tonight and we were doing our closing and we were all hugging and stuff -- like we always do -- and at one point i looked around and i realized -- i've become a part of this. i mean, i'm doing this goofy cheer and i'm hugging on all these people, and i'm in this process of looking at who i am and working to become the best person i am (because thats what we do at LEAD), and and and.. and these people look at me and they accept me as being a part of this.

i remember coming in and not knowing if i'd be accepted. i mean, i had this idea that i might be, but i wasn't fully sure. i wasn't fully sure if i would ever go from being an outsider to just simply being there. not an insider that excludes, but rather, just a part of the picture.

when i wrote the other day i talked about counting my blessings. i count them and am grateful for them everyday. LEAD is one of those blessings. leaving eugene, leaving LEAD and these people.. its going to be heartbreaking. i mean, seriously and hugely heartbreaking. i'll stay in touch, but i won't have them on a daily basis. i won't have those teens doing their thing that makes me smile, that picks me up on a crappy day. i won't have them in my daily life. i will miss them dearly. you don't come across organizations like this very much.. you don't come across people like 'these people' very often. i mean, everyone has the potential to be just like them, but you don't find that potential developed very often.

i was reading the personal site of this fellow i'm going to work for yesterday night. on it he wrote something about family and how much he loves having one. part of me felt sad because i don't have my own.. but, see.. i don't have my own the way he has his.. but i do.. i mean, really.. LEAD is family. LEAD has become my family.. and i know that in my short time physically here, i've given something back to my family. i know i haven't just come in and taken from them and been here kind of and then am leaving.. i mean, i know i've given them something.... AND they've given me so much back. more than i ever could have imagined when my friend said to me 'i know a small non-profit that could use your skills.'

no maj, i didn't expect this. i didn't expect to become a part of it.. i didn't expect the teens to welcome me with open arms as an adult that they trust. i didn't expect to change so much. i didn't expect LEAD to become something that i live and breathe every day. no, no matter how far i go i will never ever be able too rid this organization from who i am. no, i will never work with people the same, i will never work with teens the same. no no no.

and the reason i titled this 'ode to maj' is because really, i acknowledge that it is her. this is her vision, this is her heart and soul and blood, sweat and teers. to write about LEAD is to write about maj.

yes maj, i don't know if i've said it exactly lately, but thank you. thank you from the bottom of my heart and back. but i hope you know that if i don't say it, that when i talk about how much i love all 'you people' or when i work to get LEAD a laptop, or when i talk about taking the LEAD philosophy to utah state, or when i laugh out loud in the office with s and s, or or or.. whenever i do work that helps out LEAD or our LEAD community that its my way of saying thank you. because the words thank you just doesn't do it justice. i don't know if you knew that i'd fit in so well when you brought me, but i do. thank you. thank you for making me one of your staff, for bringing me in and trusting me with the teens, for showing me how to do this better, for allowing me to make mistakes with them and the office stuff, for taking a chance. and thank you for being so humble about it all. i know you know what you've done, but you take the thank you's with such grace and humility that it makes me just want to thank you more. and i know its not just about you, i know its also about all the staff, teens and volunteers.. but without you, none of us would be here. so, thank you maj.

ps. have i mentioned how proud i am to be a part of LEAD? if it isn't obvious, i am. i am very proud of being a part of this organization. proud and honoured.

Posted by brooke at 09:07 PM | comments (0)

lastly.

i should put together one of those lists of 100 things about me. i have one from a long time ago. i think a lot about my quirks. and sometimes during hon i get that question asked -- whats something no one else knows.

here are some.

about
i'm brooke, born in '73. i am currently a phd student in instructional technology. this is the blog where i capture all the neurotic, and the few non-neurotic, moments that seem to come with being a phd student (if you want to read less neuroses and more professionalism go to: oer's, dl's, reuse and culture: it's about a phd student researching digital resources in a multicultural world). i have been from eugene, oregon for a long time.. 8 years specifically (its my home now, but i grew up in southwestern virginia), but now i'm here in logan, utah at utah state university. after finding my roots in eugene i never could have expected that i would leave that liberal oasis and head to utah. but i did and there are days when its a blessing and days when i'm tempted to go back to oregon and beg the folks at lost valley educational center to let me move in. but i won't leave because there are days when this process is better than any kind of high i could ever imagine. what else? i collect things, i have 2 cats, 2 kayaks, 2 laptops (i'm a geek - one mac, one pc). i can be emailed at brookesblog@rivervision.com.

my heart

♦ max
♦ ava
♦ LEAD
♦ the heart of now
♦ population, environment, abortion, religion and fatherhood by my grandfather

be the change

♦ american friends service committee
♦ bell hooks
♦ CAUSA / PCUN
♦ community alliance of lane county
♦ His Holiness The Dalai Lama
♦ human rights campaign
♦ LEAD
♦ NAACP
♦ NOW
♦ paul kivel
♦ end mountaintop coal removal
♦ walk for kindness
♦ usu allies on campus ♦ usu glbta services

i'm a poor phd student, but i still want stuff

♦ buy me books so i can get my phd!
♦ here's some other, non-phd, related stuff i want.

interesting spots on the web

♦ justice not war coalition (i miss)
♦ dl connect (the research)
♦ instructional architect (the tool)
♦ the national science digital library (the resources)
♦ liberal forum
♦ united for peace and justice
♦ code pink for peace
♦ whitney leary - artist
♦ true living with authentic intention

blogs

♦ #!/usr/bin/girl
♦ abortion clinic days
♦ allied
♦ baghdad burning
♦ bitch phd
♦ bliss
♦ blog explosion
♦ blog sisters
♦ blogging the dalai lama
♦ blue ridge blog
♦ bringing desta home
♦ christi thomas
♦ dana's blog
♦ dooce
♦ dwotf: the blog
♦ easy bake coven
♦ eugene saturday market blog
♦ falling down is also a gift
♦ feminste
♦ flight level 390
♦ hieing to kolob
♦ i blame the patriarchy
♦ i will survive
♦ john dehlin: check this out
♦ justlisa
♦ mormon stories: building bridges through stories
♦ my cat hates you dot com
♦ name that mama
♦ oregon blogs
♦ paper sack lifetime
♦ peace blogs
♦ postsecret
♦ rkmlai's journal
♦ sewers of babel
♦ so close
♦ susie's garden
♦ the bwg
♦ the cultural hall
♦ trabaca
♦ vox.machina
♦ what she said
♦ write (a blog)
♦ writing in the corner
♦ yeah, but houdini didn't have these hips.

inactive blogs (that i still read)

♦ abbie the cat has a posse
♦ aspirations to sweetness
♦ the crooked cervix
♦ suej224
♦ tierra
♦ knife wielding feminsts
♦ paul moment
♦ riverrocks
♦ postcards of grief

read the news

♦ bbc
♦ new york times
♦ common dreams
♦ salon
♦ eugene weekly
♦ the guardian
♦ village voice
♦ washington post
♦ SF Gate
♦ cnn
♦ eugene register-guard
♦ salt lake city tribune
♦ logan herald-journal

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