Saturday, August 1, 2009

State workers vote to allow strike

California's biggest state worker union has given its leaders permission to call a strike, the union announced this afternoon.

Service Employees International Union Local 1000 said that 74 percent of the ballots cast by its members supported actions up to and including a strike, if necessary. The local wouldn't say how many members voted.

The local, which represents 95,000 state workers, has been upset with Republican Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger for failing to rally his own party to ratify a new labor pact negotiated in February. The deal includes several protections and several concessions, including one unpaid day off per month. Schwarzenegger is furloughing most of the state workers under his authority three days per month.

"This is about our contract," SEIU President Yvonne Walker said in a press statement announcing the vote. "Whether it is through litigation, negotiations or any other actions that are necessary, we're in this for the long-haul to right this wrong to our members. We negotiated in good faith, we have offered cost-saving solutions, and we need our contract to be ratified."

Most Birthers Are Southern

Obviously this poll speaks to the lingering racism of the U.S. south, where 53% of the respondents said "no" or "unsure" when asked if the president was a U.S. citizen. And 58% of Republicans answered the same way.

(Via JMG via Andrew Sullivan)

more best signature lines

Dante: The hottest flames of hell are reserved for those who stand by and do nothing.

Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege. --Unknown

James sent this, and I thought it worthy of sharing

If you are confused about healthcare, or have the least bit interest in what's wrong with our healthcare system I urge you to click the link below and watch the interview with Mr. Potter former executive of communication with CIGNA healthcare. Please forward to all. to quote

Friday, July 31, 2009

From the Daily Jer...

I was in the pub yesterday when I suddenly realized I desperately needed to fart.
The music was really, really loud, so I timed my farts with the beat.

After a couple of songs, I started to feel better. I finished my pint and noticed that everybody was staring at me.

Then I suddenly remembered that I was listening to my iPod.

Best signature line of the week

A lot of folks have signature lines in their emails... my boss has one, that to my mind is desgned to warn us, and seems particularly ominous... but my buddy Steve has the following extremely profound one:

"Being trampled to death by a startled hippo is an undignified way to die."


Thursday, July 30, 2009


Everyone seems so well, big when you get back to the USA after a bit of time... so I rather thought this funny at Bizarro

Wednesday, July 29, 2009


28 hours door to door... would have been a record if the plane in Sac hadn't sat on the runway for 15 minutes to wait for another plane to leave the gate... it is great to be home, tho I miss everyone in Ouro Preto terribly.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Reflections on a great month in Ouro Preto with some of the finest people I know

For the dedicated and truly faithful followers of this humble blog, I want to share some thoughts about a really fine month, with really fine people here.

Ouro Preto is a place that either you love or hate… I fit into the love category. I have fallen in love with this eccentric little town, with its poets and musicians; with its artists and engineers; its hills; slippery cobblestones; and falling down buildings; with all the tourists; and the traffic; and the cortejos; and the shows; and the bancas; and the chopes; and the pão de queijos; and broa de fubá with cafe com leite; and the hugs and blessings from Efigênia; the kindness of people; and pushing of them in line; the crazy traffic; the “uai, uai, uai” of Marger; the Sunday feijoada by Héloisa; the walk thru Padre Faria; Arte Sacra de Dom Inácio; the wya Silvia makes me laugh and the I make her laugh; Solange’s warm greeting; the Casa do Professor; FAOP; UFOP; o Festival do Inverno; Maria Fumaça; Rua Direta; piles of laundry on a stage; a clown exploding coke; Brazilan lesbain music; Bar’Rabás and the great guys who own it; the crazy lady who dresses in antique costumes; the way everyone treats the town “idiots” so kind and sweetly; brega xique miniero; Jaime’s mansion in the mountains; the bells; the busses; the lotações; the two bus stops that could easily be nominated as the most lovely bus stops in the planet, if it weren’t for the lixo; the music; the films; the way people kiss you when you meet them; the way they love each other; they way the way that you must be “introduced” because we are disconfiados; the way I can walk into a store; and they say, “when are you moving here?”; the university leadership with morals, style and a true sense of vision; the way folks call and say hi or to see if you want to join them; or a good bye and best wishes for the trip home; leaving here tugs at my heart in a way no other place on earth does.

I guess the best thing to do is close with a bit from Sunday's crazy cortejo… play it loud!

Volto em breve, uai!

Afternoon fotos

Possible last Snaps…

I feel such melancholy today. Last night I went to a grand after festival party, and got home at 3am… the party went strong until 5 or 6. I was invited by João & Silvia, and it was great fun. I was at a meeting by 9am at FAOP to outline the grant idea with Solange and Héloisa, then walked down Rua Alvarenga to matar sauadades a bit before taking a lotação to the house for lunch. Rode back to campus with Marger to see if Jaime was there, he wasn’t so took a bus to the praça and did some last minute shopping – cachaça, havaianas, bujigangas, etc. Met Silvia for coffee, and a laugh, and headed back. We are all meeting for dinner at Bené da Flauta

Foto fuscal do tarde - old bug, old church

The last shows.... last night

Teatro Anonimo - O homen bomba

Joao & Silvia and the singers (I forgot their name)

Crazy festa with everyoen who worked on the festival... I got home @ 3am... far be it from me to disist and casue an international incident... it was great fun, dancing, great music, complete meyhem... I love these people.

Arguably the best bus stop around...

Working (yes I am!) with Solange & Heloisa

Walking back down Alvarenga before lunch

o foto fuscal de hoje

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