UPDATE YOUR BOOKMARKS

The new site is complete, please update your bookmarks:

http://www.hahnathome.com

March 3rd’s Been Good To me

Um…hello?  Check, check…testing 1, 2, 3.  Yup.  Still here.  In a wild swing out of routine, I’ve not been posting every day for a variety of reasons.  March 3^rd has been very, very good to me.  Especially the last three March 3rds.  Two years ago, on March 1^st, I moved out of the home that my ex-partner and I owned together.  She kept the house, I kept my share of the equity to start over.  I just needed to go.  Over the course of March 1, 2, and 3, a friend of mine, and someone I dated briefly several years ago came to help me.  Well, as is often the case with lesbians, she helped me in more ways than one and helped remind me that I was still desirable, lovable, and worthy.  She arrived as healer in a very difficult time when I wasn’t sure I could do it all on my own, questioned whether anyone would ever care about me again, or that I was indeed the generally pretty decent person I once believed myself to be.  Without strings—just caring and compassion.  She left me on the 3^rd, feeling human again.

Fast forward one year.  On March 3^rd, after trying to live with the aftermath of the ex who wouldn’t leave me alone, I signed a lease at a new place in a new area.  Had to jump through some pretty major hoops, but that day, I was able to sleep with both eyes closed.  I stopped gripping the 9 iron as I slept.  I still had a lot of things to deal with, as moving is an expensive and logistical nightmare, but I got through it and now feel as though this is my home.  As both a Cancer and an introvert, home is where I pull my good juju.  My life has improved four-fold.  I’m healthier, happier, exercise more, eat better, and have a circle of quality friends in my life.  My children are more relaxed, feel safe, and, are, as J-Man reminds me often, taller than they were a year ago.

So, March 3^rd rolled around here yesterday.  As preface to this day, over the course of the past few months, I’ve been seeking a new job.  The next step.  The next big challenge.  Don’t get me wrong, the firm I’ve been with these last nearly four years is a fine one and has offered me incredible opportunity to grow and stretch and learn.  But, it’s time to go.  The job I took is no longer the job I have.  The phone rang mid-afternoon and the caller made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.  I took the call in what I call my “2^nd office” in the parking lot of the building next to mine, slowly thanked him and concluded my call using my best professional voice, then raised my hands in the air, and leaped into the air repeatedly yelling, “Yeah….yes!  Yee-haw!”  I ignored the looks of passers-by, smiled to myself and walked back into my office to finish my day.

Yes, March 3^rd and me—we’re real tight.

Rotten Bastards

When I started this blog I had hoped to impart some of my political opinions, but decided that there was a vast wasteland full of political commentators in blogland as it was and most of them were going to be far more eloquent than I, or at least far more verbose. It’s probably no surprise that I’m just about as liberal as I can be. But, I also have a couple of things I swing pretty conservatively on. But, today is a day I have to vent.  And, I only bring one solution.

I get pretty sick to my stomach when I read things like SF Mayor Gavin Newsom’s alcohol-fueled affair with his friend’s wife (both of whom were on the City payroll, I believe) last year. But, Gavin does some good stuff and has had some successes in a city where the problems of homelessness, affordability, and a decaying infrastructure are pretty serious. He’s a champion of gay rights and takes bold steps to make things right for the large segment of his constituency who then and now do not share equal marriage rights with straight people. Then I read about that hack in Detroit, Kwame Kilpatrick, who sounds to be about the most corrupt politician since Tammany Hall days. His city lies in financial ruin and he’s dipping his pen in company ink and his courting tool of choice is city-paid text messages. It looks like once that case is laid out for the world to see there will be far more nefarious news. Dumb ass. Is it just inherent that if you are a politician you are going to also be corrupted in one form or fashion?

After about year five of Bush’s reign, I gave up trying to make any change during his reign of incompetence. Sure, I’d bitch and I’d vote, but what else was left? He and his cronies have pretty much sewn up any avenue for the American people to truly understand or do anything about the damage he has caused them in the areas of civil liberties and personal, unobstructed freedoms we are Constitutionally entitled to all supposedly done in the name of “protecting us from terrorism.” I am still stunned that after the first four years, people could actually vote for him again. Now, he’s a worn-out, tired-out, failure of a president who is going to be leaving us in not only a serious recession, but also in the midst of a war we neither afford in terms of our world political position, its cost in human lives, nor its actual financial costs. Our country’s debt is increasingly owned by foreign countries, our monetary unit is losing strength, and his ilk still deny the reality of global warming by keeping rules and regulations “business friendly.” Kyoto? We don’t need no stinkin’ Kyoto Accord! What has he done for us? Not a damn thing at my house, that’s for sure.

As I paid my grocery bill today, I wondered how I’m going to make these dollars I make stretch far enough to keep us safe, clothed, warm, and fed. I then filled up my gas tank. I pictured the day that the lines at the gas station would not be too long because no one can afford to fill up anymore. Of course, we haven’t invested in viable public transportation in most our cities, including mine, so get out the bicycle—hey, maybe that would solve the obesity problem our country—and, hey, the healthcare crisis too – if everyone is on their bike, they’ll be in better shape and won’t need to go to the doctor. That will cut pollution, force us to take jobs closer to our homes, and spur the economy. So, we can expect a new bicycle for every tax paying citizen instead of that ridiculous tax rebate he’s got coming our way. Right? Well, I wouldn’t be surprised to hear this great idea in Bush’s next press conference. It’s as half-assed as all the rest of his ideas.

I’ve needed a laugh and well, I got one. Actually, I’ve had a couple since yesterday. The first was when I discovered Martini Cartwheels – brief glimpses inside the mind of a smart-ass, and now this from Hapless Tigger.

Diebold Accidentally Leaks Results Of 2008 Election Early