Jane Hautanen (Jane Doe) attempts to improve her blog, and not doing a very good job of it
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Thursday, February 28, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
AND THE WINNER IZ Zzzzzzz:
Watching the Oscars at the Mellow Mushroom. See http://www.Facebook.com/snipercatcher , http://www.twitter.com/snipercatcher and http://www.twitter.com/thejanechannel
DAY
The accident was four weeks ago today. Listening to an ACHA interview on Spectrum. Even though I don't fit into that demographic, I have fallen through too many cracks these last couple months.
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Friday, February 22, 2013
DAY
Today is the feast of the Chair of St. Peter. Tomorrow the couch, Sunday the footstool: http://catholicexchange.com/the-chair-of-peter
Thursday, February 21, 2013
DAY
R says Mom doesn't want you to be my boyfriend. And I guess you don't want to be my boyfriend anyway.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
DAY
The robbery was four months ago today. A couple days ago R
said it was a little early for the healing to begin. Now he says a third of a
year has passed.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
DAY
Keith Augello, co-founder of www.pigloo.net was found dead in his Southeast Florida home, apparently of a heart attack.
Monday, February 18, 2013
DAY
Happy Presidents' Day. I can't think of anything good to say about the current president, but am trying to wish him no ill will.
janedoe@seductive.com
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Sunday, February 17, 2013
WELCOME TO MY WORLD
A couple days ago someone started a thread on www.guinealynx.info/forums titled
“Sharing our towns and cities.”
Here is my contribution, along with other people’s comments:
I live in DC, born there, moved back in 1994.
I guess you see pix of the Capitol and the White House, etc,
but this is my world:
This is Adams Morgan, where I live and where I want to
continue living. This is what we call “the Strip”
This is Millie ‘N Al’s, one of the oldest establishments on
the strip:
Sometimes the owner refills my wine glass for free without
saying a word. They were wonderful to me after the robbery. I was invited to
the staff and friends Christmas party even though I don’t work there.
This is Shenanigans Irish Pub, voted one of the 25
“douchiest” bars in DC. About a month ago they made headlines when some kid
went to a party there, went home drunk and ended up dying in a ventilation
shaft:
Funny, the “douchiest” bars are the ones in which I get
treated like a princess. Two of their staff were hurt in the robbery almost
four months ago. They may have saved my life.
Polly in Canada
says “Hey JaneDoe, I'm glad you posted pics of your 'hood. With all the scary
stuff that seems to happen there, I've kind of wondered what the appeal is. I
knew there must be something, and it actually does look like a place I'd like
too. I understand now. :)”
My answer: “Thank you, P. It’s not for everyone—I had a
boyfriend who lived in the ‘burbs and liked the idea of Adams Morgan until he
actually spent time there—he liked the clubs and the little shops/restaurants
but not the traffic/parking and not dealing with nonwhite people and other
suburbanites converging on the ‘hood.
He ended up marrying his ex-girlfriend who lived even
farther out in the ‘burbs than he did.
And you have to deal with the fact that your
friends/relatives grumble about visiting you yet have no qualms about your
driving 45 minutes to their houses outside the Beltway. And cleaning/delivery
people who charge extra or just plain won’t come to your neighbourhood.
I have lived here almost 17 years—one woman told me I was a
local treasure. After the robbery a bartender told me “everyone likes you and
everyone feels bad about what happened.” And there’s the bouncer who opens the
red velvet rope for me as though I were Lady Gaga or Madonna, the cop who pulls
up next to me in his SUV and asks how I’m doing, the pizza guy who trusts me to
go into his tip jar to get change, the bank teller who addresses me by my first
name and the bartender who personally makes sure I don’t get too shitfaced. And
the homeless guy who walks me home sometimes…”…
Bugs in California
says “JaneDoe, that kind of feeling of belonging is special. Now I understand
why you stay where you are too.”
My reply “Yeah, Bugs, it's kind of like "where
everybody knows your name." I think some neighbourhoods in DC or in other
cities are like little towns unto themselves. Like when you say "I got
totally trashed last night" and the bartender down the street says
"yeah, I saw." But then on Thanksgiving Day the same bartender calls
a toast and says "in some fucked up incestual way we're all family."
BF in Missouri
says “DH used to live right off DuPont
Circle - in 1970! He said even then, Adams Morgan
was a mixture of trendy & funky. He went there for groceries a few times.
That's a beautiful fountain.”
My reply: “BF, I am kind of between DuPont Circle and Adams Morgan. It is not
elegant like Georgetown or trendy like Chinatown has become--it is a mixture of
artsy/ethnic/bluecollar/Bohemian. It's not the life I planned for myself or
what my mom wanted for me--eating in diners, hanging with bouncers and fighting
with Romany but it's where I am now. And it's like Matthew Perry said on Go On,
"they're your team."
DAY 121
Remembering my father who would have been 89 years old today. And his twin sister, Aunt Margie, who IS 89 today.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
DAY 120
Walked past the Kalorama Rec Centre the way I do a billion times, thought of the conversation we had just minutes before the robbery--the last few minutes of normality. You sons of bitches.
Friday, February 15, 2013
WEEK SEVEN
Dow up, slightly under 14,000, weather tolerable in the
middle of the week but bitterly cold on the weekend. Loading up on vitamins,
supplements etc. Not sure about gas prices as I have no car ):
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
DAY 117
I know, Lent sucks. As usual, I am giving up booze. And here is a good article: http://catholicexchange.com/40-ways-to-get-more-out-of-lent
janedoe@seductive.com
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
DAY 114
Six months ago today Puzzle died. Three months ago Perpetua died. The accident was three weeks ago.
Saturday, February 09, 2013
WEEK SIX
Dow closed up, temperatures bitterly cold. I was going to
say I was doing very well healthwise but then a couple things came up today.
Still, pretty good, although I hope P doesn’t only see me coughing or blowing
my nose. Not sure what the price of gas is as I don’t have a car.
DAY 113
"Six cheap people in an empty hotel"
Neil Simon
That's a line from the Odd Couple with Walter Matthau and Jack Lemmon. One of the characters is headed to Florida for a vacation in July. I told this to a German guy who thought this was hysterical. He sez in Germany it's the same way with North Sea vacations--you can get them really cheap this time of year. So in bitterly cold weather like this I fantasize I'm taking a North Sea cruise. Or a Baltic Sea cruise.
Friday, February 08, 2013
Thursday, February 07, 2013
Wednesday, February 06, 2013
WATCHING LOLITA, IN DC, AS OPPOSED TO READING IT IN TEHRAN
Or, Don't Stand So Close to Me:
Saw Lolita on TCM. Fifty years after it was made it strikes a chord. All this misplaced, inappropriate love--Charlotte's love for Humbert, Humbert's love for Lolita, Lolita's love for Quilty, Quilty's lust for Lolita. None of it returned, Humbert's marrying a woman he's unattracted to just to be near her daughter, a woman with not apparently much time to live hit by a car and killed. None of these people can help their biological attractions and the morally wrong prey on the most vulnerable.
My most recent attraction, while misplaced, irrational, illogical and inappropriate, is at least unmarried, heterosexual and of legal age.
janedoe@seductive.com
Saw Lolita on TCM. Fifty years after it was made it strikes a chord. All this misplaced, inappropriate love--Charlotte's love for Humbert, Humbert's love for Lolita, Lolita's love for Quilty, Quilty's lust for Lolita. None of it returned, Humbert's marrying a woman he's unattracted to just to be near her daughter, a woman with not apparently much time to live hit by a car and killed. None of these people can help their biological attractions and the morally wrong prey on the most vulnerable.
My most recent attraction, while misplaced, irrational, illogical and inappropriate, is at least unmarried, heterosexual and of legal age.
janedoe@seductive.com