Yes, it's October for about 29 more hours. It's the month that we celebrate breast cancer awareness. And Halloween.
It's also Domestic Violence Awareness Month. I'd bet that you know someone who's been a victim of domestic violence, even if you didn't KNOW it. According to the National Domestic Violence Hotline, 4 MILLION women experience a serious assault by a domestic partner within a 12 month period. That's right. 4 MILLION. When you consider that's more people than the entire population of Oregon or Oklahoma or Connecticut or Iowa or Mississippi or Arkansas or any of the other 16 other states that have smaller populations, it's more than upsetting.
One out of three women around the world have been abused. That's 30%, people.
It's also a very sad reality that the NDHV has an "escape" button and a warning about web caches posted prominently on their website.
Take a minute to learn about domestic violence. Check out the signs of an abusive relationship here. Here's what you can do if you're friends or family of someone who you suspect is being abused.
10.30.2007
10.29.2007
My New Marathon
Back in the spring, in a fit of overzealous-ness, Jess and I decided we should train for a marathon.
For a while, we did. But then life got in the way, getting complicated and busy, and was too much fun to find time to run for hours a day (and much too hot). So we realized the insanity of that decision, chalked our $80 fee up to a hard-learned lesson and moved on.
Now, however, we're about to start a new marathon. And we're pulling people down - oops, I mean, convincing them to take the journey - with us. (Jim, you're such a good sport. Ashley, are you in?)
NaNoWriMo begins on Thursday. Our goal is to write a 50,000 word novel in a month. Each of us. At the end of November, there will be at least three more novels in the world. The idea is simply that aspiring authors may never actually write an entire novel if they can't do the hard part in 30 days. They're probably right.
And, because I think we're all starting to realize the insanity of this new "marathon," I went to the Winston-Salem Writers program on how to survive NaNoWriMo tonight.
So, here are the tips. (Sorry, I took lots of notes.)
For a while, we did. But then life got in the way, getting complicated and busy, and was too much fun to find time to run for hours a day (and much too hot). So we realized the insanity of that decision, chalked our $80 fee up to a hard-learned lesson and moved on.
Now, however, we're about to start a new marathon. And we're pulling people down - oops, I mean, convincing them to take the journey - with us. (Jim, you're such a good sport. Ashley, are you in?)
NaNoWriMo begins on Thursday. Our goal is to write a 50,000 word novel in a month. Each of us. At the end of November, there will be at least three more novels in the world. The idea is simply that aspiring authors may never actually write an entire novel if they can't do the hard part in 30 days. They're probably right.
And, because I think we're all starting to realize the insanity of this new "marathon," I went to the Winston-Salem Writers program on how to survive NaNoWriMo tonight.
So, here are the tips. (Sorry, I took lots of notes.)
- Trick your internal censors - write faster!
- Accept that your novel will be crap - now. Move on.
- Stick to your deadline. Set mini deadlines. Reward yourself for meeting them.
- Don't procrastinate. Make your deadline three weeks instead of four.
- Brag. Tell everyone you know you're doing NaNoWriMo. Just don't tell the people at your office - unless they'd be ok with you writing at work. This will help keep you accountable - and hopefully, on track.
- Write a contract with yourself and sign it. Make the penalty significant. (Suggestion: pick the one organization you really hate and write a significant donation check to them. If you don't meet your goal, send it.)
- Get a writing buddy.
- Take bets that you'll actually accomplish this goal. Make them good. $5, $10, $50 that you will finish the novel. No dishes for the next six months. Or lawn mowing. Or taking out the trash. Or cleaning toilets. Remember those bets when you seem to have writer's block or you find yourself procrastinating. Definitely remember those bets when you finish your novel and go to collect. You'll deserve it.
- Create a "good space" in which to write. Clean it before 11/1. Remove all non-novel related distractions. Include your list of Novel Sins (the stuff you hate in books) and Novel Virtues (the stuff you can't get enough of in books). Have snacks and/or coffee nearby. Don't make yourself go to the kitchen to nosh.
- Find a writing totem. It can be a hat, scarf, gloves, mask - anything. Not only does this help to prepare your mind to write your 1,667 words everyday, it can be an outward sign to others in your family that they're not to bother you.
- Play music, if it helps. Wear headphones to block out other noises. If you can find music appropriate to your theme, even better.
- Keep a notebook or recorder with you at all times. You never know when your next plot point will arrive and you don't want to forget it.
- Get a magical pen. Get two. Bless them, knowing they've got all the characters, plot, settings, etc. inside of them. Use the second when the first runs out of ink (or magic).
- Ditch the reference books. Italicize/bold/highlight that which needs help and do it later. You don't have time to edit and/or rewrite during NaNoWriMo. If you do, you don't have a life. You can rewrite for the next 11 months of the year, until NaNoWriMo 2008. Let it go.
- Develop your characters (slightly) now, if you have a chance. If not, it's no big deal. Just don't spend too much time planning when you should be writing later.
- Don't worry about plot. It will take care of itself.
- Keep your locations familiar, or, if you must set a scene in an unfamiliar place, don't spend a lot of time on the research of the place. You just don't have that luxury.
- Create tension. Twist the plot. Include conflict.
- Don't use the second-person point-of-view. Write from the first person if you must, but you'll get bored somewhere through the novel if you do. If you can write in third person, do. This allows you to "move around" and add perspective to your novel.
- Everyday, after hitting your 1,667 goal, stop at an exciting point. Don't finish the thought/graph. Give yourself the gift of starting excited every day.
10.28.2007
Not Surprising
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10.25.2007
These days . . .
I've been thinking a lot about the important things in my life. Any regular reader of this blog knows that tournament is one of those things. So I recently decided to relive a bit of the good parts of this year's tournament. Thanks to the GGO Blogger, I was able to do that.
And, here's some of what I think are the most meaningful posts he's put up this year.
And, here's some of what I think are the most meaningful posts he's put up this year.
- The 82nd Airborne Chorus (Mmmm, men in uniform who can sing, too!)
- A great bunch of people (Who get paid for this; if only . . .)
- My favorite party of the week (Can you tell?)
10.23.2007
For All Those Who Have or Have Ever Had Cats
This really reminds me of one of my childhood cats, Stripes . . .
Mostly good . . .
Yep, despite my funk on the way home today, it was a pretty good day today. Got some nice props at work. And, perhaps the bigger news: IT RAINED.
That's right. I said IT RAINED.
Can you tell we're in a drought here in good ol' North Carolina? In fact, it's an Exceptional Drought in this area. The highest level of drought possible. Learn more here. The new map updates at 8:30 a.m. EST on Thursdays. There's rain in the forecast for the next couple of days. 90% tomorrow, 60% for Thursday and Friday. Maybe our map will change on Thursday morning, but I doubt that we'll get that much tonight and tomorrow.
It's funny to me that the sound of rain is so foreign these days that I have to check to see if it really is rain. You know, one of those things where you have to check to make sure, because you haven't heard rain in so long?
Yep, it was pouring at about 7 p.m. this evening, and I had to go OUTSIDE to make sure it really was rain. Told a couple of friends I wanted to go play in it.
Alas, it didn't last that long.
I would have, if for no other reason than to say that I played in the rain again. Yeah, it's something I've done in my life before, but it's not something I do nearly enough and given that it's not rained in a long time, it's the first thing that popped to mind.
Maybe I'll get to play in the rain tomorrow. And Thursday. And Friday.
:)
That's right. I said IT RAINED.
Can you tell we're in a drought here in good ol' North Carolina? In fact, it's an Exceptional Drought in this area. The highest level of drought possible. Learn more here. The new map updates at 8:30 a.m. EST on Thursdays. There's rain in the forecast for the next couple of days. 90% tomorrow, 60% for Thursday and Friday. Maybe our map will change on Thursday morning, but I doubt that we'll get that much tonight and tomorrow.
It's funny to me that the sound of rain is so foreign these days that I have to check to see if it really is rain. You know, one of those things where you have to check to make sure, because you haven't heard rain in so long?
Yep, it was pouring at about 7 p.m. this evening, and I had to go OUTSIDE to make sure it really was rain. Told a couple of friends I wanted to go play in it.
Alas, it didn't last that long.
I would have, if for no other reason than to say that I played in the rain again. Yeah, it's something I've done in my life before, but it's not something I do nearly enough and given that it's not rained in a long time, it's the first thing that popped to mind.
Maybe I'll get to play in the rain tomorrow. And Thursday. And Friday.
:)
10.19.2007
Night at the Movies
Went to go see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix tonight. Marvelous stuff. Great music, effects, sound . . . the whole thing is just packaged very well.
I love fantasy films. Always have. They're always the easiest to make the "suspension of disbelief" requirement work. And it's not just fantasy films. You could basically lump everything fiction into that category for me. Books and tv series also fit the bill. (Yes, I did grow up on Star Trek. Not only Star Trek, but also Star Trek: The Next Generation and Star Trek: Voyager. Yes, that quite correctly implies I watched the series for most of my 30 years now. I'll still stop on it if I find it on cable, too.).
At the end of the movie, I was quite impressed by Harry's last lines: "We'll have something Voldemort will never have. Something worth fighting for." Of course, the implication in that is that friends and family are worth fighting for.
All I've got to say to that is, "Amen, brother."
I love fantasy films. Always have. They're always the easiest to make the "suspension of disbelief" requirement work. And it's not just fantasy films. You could basically lump everything fiction into that category for me. Books and tv series also fit the bill. (Yes, I did grow up on Star Trek. Not only Star Trek, but also Star Trek: The Next Generation and Star Trek: Voyager. Yes, that quite correctly implies I watched the series for most of my 30 years now. I'll still stop on it if I find it on cable, too.).
At the end of the movie, I was quite impressed by Harry's last lines: "We'll have something Voldemort will never have. Something worth fighting for." Of course, the implication in that is that friends and family are worth fighting for.
All I've got to say to that is, "Amen, brother."
10.13.2007
Personal Branding (or, My Journey of Further Self-Discovery)
I recently decided to undertake a personal branding project. Basically, it's a great chance to look at yourself, as objectively as possible, with the help of whomever you'd like to help. You take that gathered knowledge, apply a bunch of marketing tools to it, and sit down to make yourself the human version of Tide. Or Kleenex. Or Sony. Or any major brand. But, as any brand, what sets you apart from everyone else is the key.
In any case, it's not necessarily a journey filled with sunshine and rainbows. Pretty early in the endeavor, you have to do a SWOT analysis (Strengths/Weaknesses/Opportunities/Threats). Strengths are great for self-esteem, while weaknesses are not. However, these two are both the easier part of the process, at least in theory. As Kleenex knows that it is the strongest tissue or the softest, it also knows it's not the cheapest. When becoming a brand (or realizing the brand you already are), you should know about yourself.
Weaknesses are not necessarily something to be fixed. Part of the Kleenex brand is that not everyone will want to spend the money for the product. That's acceptable. Although I've not worked through my SWOT analysis completely yet, I'd bet that deciphering which weaknesses should be ameliorated or not is the bigger challenge. Since I'm also of the mind that these traits are weaknesses for a reason and it's perhaps a much more worthwhile use of your time to improve strengths, you also need to decide which warrant the time and energy, which will have the greatest return for you.
Luckily, you get to write the "threats" off completely. It's basically the unknown out there that challenges your brand. If you know about an external challenge to your brand, then it's an opportunity.
Ergo, of the 100% of energy that you'll spend on this project after conducting your SWOT analysis, it's nice to know that you only have to spread that energy whole over three of the four areas.
It appears that I'm not the only one I know on a significant self-discovery journey these days either. It appears that my youngest sis is also on a journey, at least that's the way it appears from her blog. (Sorry - no link here. She keeps it "invitation only.") Wish us luck.
And here's a little insight into me, rediscovered during this process: I recently found a recording on the web of my favorite children's song (forgive the particularly horrible keyboard-ish quality). What's particularly interesting is that I'd forgotten almost all of the words. I remembered the tune and the alliteration in the song, but that's it.
In any case, it's not necessarily a journey filled with sunshine and rainbows. Pretty early in the endeavor, you have to do a SWOT analysis (Strengths/Weaknesses/Opportunities/Threats). Strengths are great for self-esteem, while weaknesses are not. However, these two are both the easier part of the process, at least in theory. As Kleenex knows that it is the strongest tissue or the softest, it also knows it's not the cheapest. When becoming a brand (or realizing the brand you already are), you should know about yourself.
Weaknesses are not necessarily something to be fixed. Part of the Kleenex brand is that not everyone will want to spend the money for the product. That's acceptable. Although I've not worked through my SWOT analysis completely yet, I'd bet that deciphering which weaknesses should be ameliorated or not is the bigger challenge. Since I'm also of the mind that these traits are weaknesses for a reason and it's perhaps a much more worthwhile use of your time to improve strengths, you also need to decide which warrant the time and energy, which will have the greatest return for you.
Luckily, you get to write the "threats" off completely. It's basically the unknown out there that challenges your brand. If you know about an external challenge to your brand, then it's an opportunity.
Ergo, of the 100% of energy that you'll spend on this project after conducting your SWOT analysis, it's nice to know that you only have to spread that energy whole over three of the four areas.
It appears that I'm not the only one I know on a significant self-discovery journey these days either. It appears that my youngest sis is also on a journey, at least that's the way it appears from her blog. (Sorry - no link here. She keeps it "invitation only.") Wish us luck.
And here's a little insight into me, rediscovered during this process: I recently found a recording on the web of my favorite children's song (forgive the particularly horrible keyboard-ish quality). What's particularly interesting is that I'd forgotten almost all of the words. I remembered the tune and the alliteration in the song, but that's it.
10.05.2007
"Dear Dog(s) of Mine . . .
(courtesy of The Best of Craigslist.com)
It seems that lately things have gotten a smidge slack around here. I feel it is time to remind you of the rules that heretofore we have operated under. You are both cute dogs, but your continued cuteness in no way negates our previous agreement. Let me remind you of a few details of this agreement.
1. In exchange for room and board, you are to guard the kingdom. That would be guarding the kingdom from any and all bad guys, robbers, serial killers, etc. Feel free to bark maniacally at any of those that should appear in the yard. Guarding the kingdom does NOT include barking maniacally at bunnies, squirrels, cows, sheep and invisible things that only you can see, especially between the hours of 5am (when I stumble out of bed to let you out) and 8am (when I actually have to be out of bed to get to work). (And let me take a moment here to remind you that the pizza guy is a potential bad guy. He is not your friend. Just because he comes bearing food does not allow him free and easy access to the kingdom. He is potentially way more dangerous than the bunnies that you threaten to tear limb from limb.)
2. All of the stuff that lives in the toy basket is yours. Everything else is mine. Yours includes squeaky balls, random bones, partially unstuffed stuffed animals and chew ropes. Mine includes any and all shoes on the floor (especially the expensive leather ones), underwear that missed the hamper, bras, socks, dishtowels, the remote, the cell phone, the legs of my grandmother's antique chair and the vacuum. Did I mention shoes? ALL the shoes are mine. They come in pairs, not quads, for a reason.
3. The cat gets to sleep on the bed. You do not. You each weigh 50 pounds. The cat weighs 12. You sleep smack dab in the middle of the bed with all four feet spread out covering approximately 12 square feet apiece. The cat sleeps in a neat little ball covering about 2 square feet. The cat does not bring fleas into the house. You do. You, dogs, will never be allowed to sleep on the bed. Quit sneaking up when you think I'm not looking. Your 50 pounds of dogginess negates your stealth superpowers. I know you are up there!!
4. Speaking of the cat- when he hunkers down into that little mound, lays his ears back, squints his eyes and growls way back in his chest, HE IS NOT A HAPPY KITTY. Leave him alone. He does not want to play with you. What he wants to do is poke your eyes out and shred the skin around your face. He can do that, you know. Five of his 6 ends are really sharp and pointy. He has previously shown very little restraint. Clearly he enjoys smacking you upside the head with a paw full of claws. Do not aggravate him. When he takes your head off after you have cornered him, I will let him. You have been forewarned.
5. The cat is mean. He will lead you down a path to destruction. He likes to tear around the house winding you up. He does this knowingly and intentionally. When you chase him, I will only yell at you for careening into walls and furniture. He knows this. Quit falling for it.
6. If you find something in the garbage can, assume that I intend for it to be there. Plastic tampon shells are not chew toys. Don't eat them.
7. Also not for doggy consumption- anything you find in the litter box. This is why you no longer get to kiss me.
8. You are allowed to sleep on the furniture. You are not allowed to eat the furniture.
9. Yes, I have to leave every day to go to work. No, you cannot go with me. That's why there are two of you, so you can entertain each other. The cat gets to stay in the house. You both have to stay outside while I'm gone. The cat does not chew things up. You do. Quit whining about it. Your porch is air-conditioned. It's just like inside the house minus the sofa. If you'd quit chewing up dog beds, it would be just like inside the house. You have made your own proverbial bed by destroying two very expensive dog cushions.
10. I have opposable thumbs. This is why I get to be in charge. I can open cans, doors, and bags of treats. I am the only one in the house that can operate the hose sprayer. I'm also the only one with a driver's license and a car. I win. Being cute is no match for opposable thumbs.
While I in no way wish to suppress your rightful dogginess, I feel that these very simple guidelines will allow us to continue to co-exist in peaceful harmony. Please know though, that should you choose to continue in willful violation of these rules, I WILL PUT THE CAT IN CHARGE. He has just been itching for a position in management.
Much thanks,
The Human"
It seems that lately things have gotten a smidge slack around here. I feel it is time to remind you of the rules that heretofore we have operated under. You are both cute dogs, but your continued cuteness in no way negates our previous agreement. Let me remind you of a few details of this agreement.
1. In exchange for room and board, you are to guard the kingdom. That would be guarding the kingdom from any and all bad guys, robbers, serial killers, etc. Feel free to bark maniacally at any of those that should appear in the yard. Guarding the kingdom does NOT include barking maniacally at bunnies, squirrels, cows, sheep and invisible things that only you can see, especially between the hours of 5am (when I stumble out of bed to let you out) and 8am (when I actually have to be out of bed to get to work). (And let me take a moment here to remind you that the pizza guy is a potential bad guy. He is not your friend. Just because he comes bearing food does not allow him free and easy access to the kingdom. He is potentially way more dangerous than the bunnies that you threaten to tear limb from limb.)
2. All of the stuff that lives in the toy basket is yours. Everything else is mine. Yours includes squeaky balls, random bones, partially unstuffed stuffed animals and chew ropes. Mine includes any and all shoes on the floor (especially the expensive leather ones), underwear that missed the hamper, bras, socks, dishtowels, the remote, the cell phone, the legs of my grandmother's antique chair and the vacuum. Did I mention shoes? ALL the shoes are mine. They come in pairs, not quads, for a reason.
3. The cat gets to sleep on the bed. You do not. You each weigh 50 pounds. The cat weighs 12. You sleep smack dab in the middle of the bed with all four feet spread out covering approximately 12 square feet apiece. The cat sleeps in a neat little ball covering about 2 square feet. The cat does not bring fleas into the house. You do. You, dogs, will never be allowed to sleep on the bed. Quit sneaking up when you think I'm not looking. Your 50 pounds of dogginess negates your stealth superpowers. I know you are up there!!
4. Speaking of the cat- when he hunkers down into that little mound, lays his ears back, squints his eyes and growls way back in his chest, HE IS NOT A HAPPY KITTY. Leave him alone. He does not want to play with you. What he wants to do is poke your eyes out and shred the skin around your face. He can do that, you know. Five of his 6 ends are really sharp and pointy. He has previously shown very little restraint. Clearly he enjoys smacking you upside the head with a paw full of claws. Do not aggravate him. When he takes your head off after you have cornered him, I will let him. You have been forewarned.
5. The cat is mean. He will lead you down a path to destruction. He likes to tear around the house winding you up. He does this knowingly and intentionally. When you chase him, I will only yell at you for careening into walls and furniture. He knows this. Quit falling for it.
6. If you find something in the garbage can, assume that I intend for it to be there. Plastic tampon shells are not chew toys. Don't eat them.
7. Also not for doggy consumption- anything you find in the litter box. This is why you no longer get to kiss me.
8. You are allowed to sleep on the furniture. You are not allowed to eat the furniture.
9. Yes, I have to leave every day to go to work. No, you cannot go with me. That's why there are two of you, so you can entertain each other. The cat gets to stay in the house. You both have to stay outside while I'm gone. The cat does not chew things up. You do. Quit whining about it. Your porch is air-conditioned. It's just like inside the house minus the sofa. If you'd quit chewing up dog beds, it would be just like inside the house. You have made your own proverbial bed by destroying two very expensive dog cushions.
10. I have opposable thumbs. This is why I get to be in charge. I can open cans, doors, and bags of treats. I am the only one in the house that can operate the hose sprayer. I'm also the only one with a driver's license and a car. I win. Being cute is no match for opposable thumbs.
While I in no way wish to suppress your rightful dogginess, I feel that these very simple guidelines will allow us to continue to co-exist in peaceful harmony. Please know though, that should you choose to continue in willful violation of these rules, I WILL PUT THE CAT IN CHARGE. He has just been itching for a position in management.
Much thanks,
The Human"
10.03.2007
So Good, I Had to Post it Now
Lyrics to The Mom Song (sung to the tune of the William Tell Overture):
Get up now
Get up now
Get up out of bed
Wash your face
Brush your teeth
Comb your sleepyhead
Here's your clothes and your shoes
Hear the words I said
Get up now! Get up and make your bed
Are you hot? Are you cold?
Are you wearing that?
Where's your books and your lunch and your homework at?
Grab your coat and gloves and your scarf and hat
Don't forget! You gotta feed the cat
Eat your breakfast, the experts tell us it's the most important meal of all
Take your vitamins so you will grow up one day to be big and tall
Please remember the orthodontist will be seeing you at 3 today
Don't forget your piano lesson is this afternoon so you must play
Don't shovel
Chew slowly
But hurry
The bus is here
Be careful
Come back here
Did you wash behind your ears?
Play outside, don't play rough, will you just play fair?
Be polite, make a friend, don't forget to share
Work it out, wait your turn, never take a dare
Get along! Don't make me come down there
Clean your room, fold your clothes, put your stuff away
Make your bed, do it now, do we have all day?
Were you born in a barn? Would you like some hay?
Can you even hear a word I say?
Answer the phone! Get off the phone!
Don't sit so close, turn it down, no texting at the table
No more computer time tonight!
Your iPod's my iPod if you don't listen up
Where are you going and with whom and what time do you think you're coming home?
Saying thank you, please, excuse me makes you welcome everywhere you roam
You'll appreciate my wisdom someday when you're older and you're grown
Can't wait till you have a couple little children of your own
You'll thank me for the counsel I gave you so willingly
But right now I thank you not to roll your eyes at me
Close your mouth when you chew, would appreciate
Take a bite maybe two of the stuff you hate
Use your fork, do not burp or I'll set you straight
Eat the food I put upon your plate
Get an A, get the door, don't get smart with me
Get a grip, get in here, I'll count to three
Get a job, get a life, get a PHD
Get a dose of,
"I don't care who started it!
You're grounded until you're 36"
Get your story straight and tell the truth for once, for heaven's sake
And if all your friends jumped off a cliff would you jump, too?
If I've said it once, I've said at least a thousand times before
That you're too old to act this way
It must be your father's DNA
Look at me when I am talking
Stand up straighter when you walk
A place for everything and everything must be in place
Stop crying or I'll give you something real to cry about
Oh!
Brush your teeth, wash your face, put your PJs on
Get in bed, get a help, say a prayer with mom
Don't forget, I love you
And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom's work never ends
You don't need the reason why
Because, because, because, because
I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so
I'm the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom!!
Music in the Streets
Music in the Streets logo is from the Downtown Winston-Salem Partnership website. Clicking on the logo will take you to the Music in the Streets website.In my inbox today, I find the following message from Smitty:
"A message from the Music in the Streets Organizers:
The Downtown Winston-Salem Partnership is conducting this survey to gather the ideas and opinions of the Summer Music Series event attendees from the recently completed 2007 season. The survey responses will assist the Downtown Winston-Salem Partnership with determining the success of the 2007 season and assist with planning for future events in the summer of 2008.
A Message from Smitty's Notes (THE source for all good things to do in the city):
Smittyheads - Please do take a moment to fill out this survey. Everyone's opinion counts. Comments are encouraged and will be much appreciated. Feel free to forward this message and survey link along to friends, family and colleagues.
Many thanks for your time and consideration in this community announcement."
As a gal who loves the Music in the Streets series and one who has an affinity for surveys, if you've ever been to ANY of the Music in the Streets concerts (Alive at Five, Fourth Street Jazz & Blues, or Summer on Trade - not Rock the Block), PLEASE fill out the concert survey. It only takes 5 minutes or so (and that's if you comment a lot). I'd hate to see the city lose this wonderful series of events because they didn't get responses from everyone who had an opinion.
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