Archive for June, 2008

01st Jun 2008

Not so crazy really

Sometimes I think life should feel more bizarre than it actually feels. But really, it doesn’t feel so crazy even if perhaps it is by some standards? Last weekend went to a cast party after Friday’s theater, a BBQ on Saturday at Samantha’s, a party at Heather’s house, and the following night a party at David’s house. This weekend Office Nomads had their 6 month anniversary, M hosted a mixer, Alex held a BBQ at her old place in the U-District, and last night was another fun party at Brandon’s.

M and I had dinner last night with Mike and Alissa at Dinette… a cute little place in Capitol Hill. It was nice to spend more time outside of a party setting with Mike and Alissa, who I already like but continue to like more as I continue getting to know them. Alissa enthusiastically complimented me and told me I looked like a “sex goddess.” Wow. I’m 31, old by my former standards, but it’s summer and therefore time to pull out the skirts and tank tops. At yesterday’s BBQ with Alex, I got to see a few former employees who all told me I looked “really, really great!” So bizarre. Maybe it’s good karma coming around for me having to wear long, dumpy skirts and conservative clothes the whole time in Africa? Perhaps that’s why dating is so fun these days too? My good karma rewarding me for no involvement with boys the whole time working in Kenya and backpacking Africa? It’s still a little odd though. I’m still heavier than I’ve ever been (have yet to lose the Kenya weight) and not feeling like I look different than I looked before Kenya… but I’m content to get the compliments and the sex goddess comments. Gotta love it (and gotta giggle a bit too). Y’all really are too kind.

Working from home today, heading to a birthday BBQ for Jim soon, packing tonight, and then flying out tomorrow morning to the Bay Area for work.

Dinette
www.dinetteseattle.com
1514 E Olive Way, Seattle, WA 98122
(206) 328-2282

Best New Restaurant 2006, Seattle magazine
Dinette isn’t revolutionary: It offers the kind of rustic European-inspired food that we can’t get enough of in Seattle but presents it with a rare and happy convergence of cozy atmosphere, reasonable prices and yumminess. From homemade pickled onions that add zip to lush duck rillettes to the almond brittle to accompany a last, rich bite of chocolate terrine, chef-owner Melissa Nyffeler makes her food with a sticklers eye for detail. And her small, offbeat dining room, decorated with a collection of tea trays and pale gold stenciling, is charming. With its style and thoughtful details, Dinette makes a novelty out of familiar comforts, and very well might make regulars of us all.

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05th Jun 2008

Life after Africa…

“You know you’ll never be quite the same” Reason #247: You pour yourself a bowl of organic gluten free whole grain omega3 granola and immediately mistake the flax seeds for bugs that need to be picked out before eating. (They look identical, you have to admit!) Makes life easy knowing food here is so safe and easy to come by… but funny to think my first reaction was “arg, more bugs!” instead of “ohh… expensive granola with cool stuff in it!” Life continues to feel pretty silly sometimes…

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08th Jun 2008

Viva Las Vegas! (or Back, gone, back, and ready to go again)


Dawne, Cat, Daryll on their rooftop deck. Photo by Jess.

I went to San Francisco last Monday… worked like crazy and then got to squeeze in a quick dinner with Dawne, Daryll, and Jess. Was totally exhausted, but so glad to get dinner with them and then drinks with Jess afterwards. (Sorry I was falling asleep on you, Jess!). I flew home Tuesday night after more work and got home in time for Rod’s wine and cheese party.

Wednesday was Seattle, another doctor’s appointment, and then more work.

M and I were planning to go on a camping trip on Thursday with a whole bunch of friends, but the weather report called for 40s and rain, so he suggested we skip and go somewhere warmer. My first reaction was “seriously?” but of course he was serious. Why not book last minute tickets to Baja or Vegas or somewhere else close and warm? He’s rather irresistible and the offer was pretty irresistible too. So, instead of camping we took off Thursday evening on a last minute flight to Las Vegas. Totally insanely generous from Thursday evening through our return tonight. Can I just swoon for a minute? We had a ridiculously decadent and blissful weekend. Didn’t get nearly enough sleep or enough time to enjoy everything, but we tried our best and had a great quick vacation. We went to shows and got the good seats (Cirque de Soleil’s Zumanity on Friday night and Blue Man Group on Saturday night). We ate fancy yummy meals at places like the brand new Brand Steakhouse at the Monte Carlo where I had the best Kobe steak ever and at Fix at the Bellagio where my lobster and ribs were just heavenly. We went dancing in fancy bars at the Venetian (the W Bar) and the Bellagio (Carmel). We did some shopping (hard to resist the urge to dress up in Vegas since everyone is so ridiculously overdone). And lest you think we’re snobs, we played video games in the arcade, snapped silly tourist photos with show girls, and spent quality downtime hanging by the pools, enjoying the 90 degree weather, tubing in the lazy river, and even splashing in the wave pool. (Photos will follow sometime when I actually have free time!). Have I mentioned how this life doesn’t always feel like my own, like sometimes I feel like I’m living in a different universe? M is ridiculously generous and sweet to me and I’m lucky to have him as an increasingly important friend in my life. :)

Fix Restaurant and Bar
Bellagio Resort and Casino – Las Vegas

Enclosed from floor to ceiling in Costa Rican padouk wood, this avant-garde restaurant at Bellagio offers guests a contemporary twist on classic American dining. FIX’s warm ambiance and rich vibe entice diners into its smooth flowing atmosphere, while its open environment provides the ideal spot to enjoy the delicious and tantalizing gourmet wonders created by Light Group Executive Chef Brian Massie. With its strong focus on top quality fish, meat, and poultry, innovative mouth-watering dishes cooked atop FIX’s wood-burning grill promise to tempt and provoke your senses.

Brand Steakhouse
Monte Carlo Resort
3770 S. Las Vegas Blvd.
Phone: (702) 693-8300

The Light Group unveils the final authority in steakhouse concepts with the opening of BRAND Steakhouse & Lounge at Monte Carlo Resort & Casino. One part steakhouse and one part lounge, BRAND fuses modern fine-dining with nightlife to create the ultimate steakhouse destination. Centrally located in the heart of Monte Carlo’s casino floor, BRAND’s open design lends itself to people watching where diners and voyeurs alike go to see and be part of the scene.

BRAND’s menu is rich with imaginative interpretations of classic steakhouse favorites and features big, bold one-of-a-kind chops making this a serious steakhouse. The Ultimate Steak: a mammoth 8.6 pound beef porterhouse for six highlights the menu. Whether enjoying the best quality prime steaks from around the world or indulging on a sensual cocktail in the lounge, BRAND plays host to guests looking for the perfect meal or night on the town in a hip and appealing environment. Classic cocktails and an extensive wine list complement all menu selections sure to satisfy the most discerning of palettes. The intimate lounge open to the casino floor features low-level seating and plasma televisions for sports viewing and offers BRAND’s full menu for a casually cool dining spot.

Tonight I got home from Vegas around 7pm, ate dinner with David A (in town visiting from Montreal), and now tomorrow morning I leave for Montana for another week long business trip. So much travel and so little rest. Wish me luck rallying/sustaining any energy! Hope y’all are well. Take care!

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08th Jun 2008

Balloon man to “fly” again!

I love random notes from the blog! Just got an email this weekend from the guy from Oregon who rode 193 miles in a cluster of balloons! So great! Seems he’s flying again soon. Go check out my archives or better yet, check out his site www.couchballoons.com. Seems Kent will be flying again on July 5th, 2008 and they’ve promised to post lots of pictures and updates for the July 5th flight. Yay silliness!

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09th Jun 2008

Road Trip!

I flew in from Las Vegas last night, and then left again this morning for Billings, Montana. We finished work in good time and decided to drive on to Gillette, Wyoming. There wasn’t much in either state, and there was a serious lack of acceptable food options, but the drive through was just gorgeous. Yay road trips!


A brief gray period was immediately followed by rainbows and more blue skies


Hwy 90 in Montana


The wild west

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10th Jun 2008

BarCamp Seattle happening this weekend!

From Jacob. I want to go, you should go too!

This weekend Seattle is having our first BarCamp event at the Adobe Conference Center in Fremont. For those of you unfamiliar with BarCamp it is “an ad-hoc gathering born from the desire for people to share and learn in an open environment. It is an intense event with discussions, demos and interaction from participants.” How it works is we have lined up the venue and the sponsors (free t-shirts & lunch) and the content of the conference comes with the attendees. First thing Saturday morning people who want to give a talk, or facilitate a discussion sign up on the big board in the room/time slot they choose. Throughout the day there will be all sorts of presentations on a wide range of topics. The event is free for everyone and runs Saturday from 10AM-5PM and Sunday from 10AM-1PM. Saturday night there is also a big party at The Red Door. Susan and I are planning on talking about Coworking on Saturday around 2PM and we’ve invited all the regional spaces to join us. It is going to be a great weekend.

For more information on the event visit http://www.barcampseattle.org.

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12th Jun 2008

Done.

After seven states in ten days, I was very excited about working my butt off, finishing the project early, and catching an early flight home today. I’m rather exhausted after flying to CA last week, then Vegas, and then another back to back trip this week with long drives between Montana, Wyoming, South Dakota, and North Dakota. Think I might even have caught a bug… maybe from the cold rainy to hot to cold and rainy to hot to cold and rainy? Or maybe just from getting tired/run down, or maybe just from air travel in general. Alas. I’d like to sleep for about 12 hours, but still have work to do from home.

After flying home today, I took a nap and then met up with Noah for bike tutoring. Noah was incredibly generous with his time and skills and we spent an afternoon in the sun fixing up the beach cruiser I recently picked up at a garage sale. We made a trip to Recycled Cycles, picked up Vietnamese food for lunch, and then got to work on the bike (added new grips, a grip shifter, a new seat, new tires, and adjusted spokes). The bike looks cute, and rides decently well (for a cheap bike). I’m not currently much of a biker, but I think it’ll be swell for Solstice Parade this month and I’m planning to take it to Burning Man too. Yay progress! Thanks Noah!!

I woke this morning at 3am central time (1am Seattle) and I’m exhausted now at only 9:15pm Seattle time. I’m listening to Sarah McLachlan’s Fumbling Towards Ecstasy, an album I used to love but haven’t listened to in forever. I think I may turn up the volume, skip working tonight, find food, and pass out shortly. Hope y’all are well.

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13th Jun 2008

Sleep

Yesterday I slept
midnight – 2am
4-5am
7-10am
noon-2pm
10pm-7am (more than 8 hrs!)

Why am I still tired?

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13th Jun 2008

Making it through the day

Today I slept through multiple alarms, only waking when I heard my roommate get in the shower. Wasn’t terribly fast with my work today, but I was productive. Was kept alive by a very sweet musical gift from Tyler. Some things to note:

  • I think the Black Kids have some of the best song names ever…
    “I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You”
    “I Wanna Be Your Limousine”
    “I’ve Underestimated My Charm (Again)”
  • Los Campesinos! comes in second with a good song name of their own: “We Throw Parties, You Throw Knives.”
  • Song names aside, I was most happy to listen to Thao Nguyen & the Get Down Stay Down. They seem to keep turning up… with recommendations at parties and from multiple boys sharing music with me. Gotta love boys (or girls) who share music with me. Need more music lovers in my life who’ll share musical experiences with me…
  • White Williams was very easy for me to listen to, and even had a lovely cover of “I Want Candy.”

    I know a girl who’s tough but sweet
    She’s so fine, she can’t be beat
    She’s got everything that I desire
    Sets the summer sun on fire

    I want candy, I want candy

    Go to see her when the sun goes down
    Aint no finer girl in town
    You’re my girl, you walked up to order
    So sweet, you make my mouth water

    I want candy, I want candy

    Candy on the beach, there’s nothing better
    But I like candy when it’s wrapped in a sweater
    Some day soon I’ll make you mine
    Then I’ll have candy all the time

    I want candy, I want candy, I want candy, I want candy

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16th Jun 2008

Sailing…

I debated skipping so I could have a quiet night in, but ended up going and had a great time. Yay fabulous coworkers and 72 ft long sailboats!



Susie and I… we perfected the reach around shot long ago


Good times


Pat and Cat… oh so entertained, even without any of our Matts. In a company of about 35 people, we have three Matts, one Cat, and one Pat. Not bad, eh?

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17th Jun 2008

Health updates…

The good news: Not only am I still not pregnant (wahoo!), my most recent blood work today says I’m no longer anemic! I rule! I guess all of the good steaks (thanks M!), greens, and iron pills have paid off!

The bad news: I’m still bleeding. Arg! And I’ve gained a few pounds (probably thanks to all of the red meat… you win some and you lose some). And my doctor says it wouldn’t be a bad idea to continue eating red meat and popping the iron pills for a while longer. Guess that’ll be a few more months of minimal caffeine/dairy while I’m taking iron. Wish me luck not getting any bigger. It’s totally time for more running and hiking anyway…

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18th Jun 2008

A Disabled Swimmer’s Dream, a Mother’s Fight

From today’s NY Times…

By ALAN SCHWARZ
SAN DIEGO — As Kendall Bailey swims, his praying-mantis limbs flapping him forward, something about the water disguises his many maladies: cerebral palsy, mental retardation, autism and more. Only in a swimming pool do they dissolve and allow his troubled body and mind to be all but normal. He is happy, safe and possibly the fastest disabled breaststroker in the world.

“I’m going to the Paralympics,” Bailey told a waiter last week at his favorite restaurant, speaking of the Olympic Games for disabled athletes in Beijing this September. He wears his Team USA jersey everywhere, every day, and sleeps under an American-flag blanket, occasionally with the medals he has won around his neck. “I’m going to swim for the U.S.A.”

Listening to Bailey stumble through his words, his mother, Connie Shaw, wanted to smile and imagine her son swimming on behalf of his country. But she couldn’t. For two months, all she has been able to imagine is his dreams being dashed — perhaps even by the United States itself.

Mrs. Shaw has been left with questions similar to those of other parents who fight bureaucracies they think are interfering with their disabled children’s rights and dreams. Was U.S. Paralympics really trying to protect Kendall when it formally requested that he be rendered ineligible for the Beijing Games? Or did team officials file the appeal simply not wanting the distraction of handling a 6-foot-6-inch 19-year-old with an elementary-school mind and a nursery-school temperament?

Kendall Bailey is a rare case of a mentally disabled athlete who also has the physical disabilities to qualify him for the Paralympics. But in April, amid confusion about how disabled athletes are classified both before and during the Games, officials who oversee the American team on behalf of the United States Olympic Committee formally asked that Bailey be ruled ineligible.

Mrs. Shaw objected and had the request withdrawn, but was distraught over what United States team officials continued to describe to her as the strong possibility her son could be disqualified after arriving in China. Bailey’s local coach, Don Watkinds, feared the swimmer’s reaction: “Kendall would be uncontrollably enraged, or he might just crawl into a ball in the corner crying,” he said. “And he might never come out.”

The head of U.S. Paralympics, Charlie Huebner, who lodged the request to render Bailey ineligible, said in several interviews this week that he was merely “seeking clarification” of Bailey’s status so that his eligibility would be assessed before Beijing.

But David Grevemberg, who handled the matter for the International Paralympic Committee, said Monday that Bailey’s eligibility for the Paralympics was never a plausible issue, called the United States’ rationale “far-reaching,” and questioned its legitimacy altogether.

Only on Monday did Connie Shaw learn that United States officials were mistaken and her son was in no danger. She said she was relieved but also angry at having been terrified over nothing for two months. But she didn’t have to fear how it had affected Kendall.

He doesn’t know a thing.

“The one good thing in this whole nightmare,” Mrs. Shaw said, “is that Kendall doesn’t have any idea of what’s going on.”

A Lifetime of Challenges

At first glance, Kendall Bailey could be just a desperately awkward teenager needing to grow into his body. Only 175 pounds cling to his lanky frame, and he less walks than lopes. Somewhere between a newborn foal and a condor, he calmly gobbles three to four stairs in a stride.

But Bailey’s body is more than just gangly. Cerebral palsy leaves him with gross motor impairment, overactive reflexes and hypotonia, or virtually no muscle tone. (Look closely, and on many steps his feet collapse inside his loose sneakers and he walks almost on his ankles.) Klinefelter’s syndrome keeps his body from producing testosterone.

Bailey’s mental disabilities and autism are far more noticeable. He has the attention span of a small child — at one moment during lunch near his home in La Jolla, he clawed his spoon through his oatmeal, completely consumed with the process, and the next he was drawn intensely to the window behind him: “Look at that bird right there! I want to take him home.” He is terrified of most strangers and unfamiliar settings, occasionally fleeing rooms or crawling under tables.

Is he excited to be going to Beijing?

“Yeah,” he said at the beachside restaurant.

How is his training going?

“Good. A lot of big waves out there.”

What does he like about swimming?

“I’m eating right now.”

Bailey goes to a life-skills school Monday through Friday, learning to cook and perhaps take care of himself someday. A counselor spends eight hours a week with him working on mental relaxation exercises and social interaction. He loves playing golf, occasionally reads the sports pages and laughs hysterically at Scooby-Doo. He alternates between being a clumsily communicative fifth-grader and an intractable toddler.

Bailey loves fetching Gatorade for his fellow swimmers and has been known to run beside the pool with a teammate’s prosthetic legs so they’d be handy at the finish. He generally keeps to himself, but he can get on his training partners’ nerves. Last week, as an 8-year-old boy did pull-ups, Bailey stood about four inches away and drawled, “You’re not doing it right.”

“Back off, Kendall,” said the boy, half Bailey’s size and less than half his age. Bailey barely budged, staring down through his glasses as the boy tried to ignore him.

Bailey’s problems were only gradually evident to Mrs. Shaw in the months and years after Bailey, her third adopted child, was born in El Paso. He had endured a difficult delivery and spent his first 10 days in intensive care because of an infection, but emerged apparently healthy. Within three months, Mrs. Shaw could tell that something was wrong.

“When you picked him up, he was like a rag doll,” she said. “There just wasn’t much there. And just the way he moved as he grew — 3 months, 4 months — he did things differently.”

Intense physical and speech therapy for cerebral palsy helped — Bailey wore corrective shoes and ankle braces to learn to walk until he was 5 — but by then he was exhibiting other eccentricities, particularly behavioral ones. He was terribly nervous and uncomfortable all the time — except when he was in water. Only there was he calm. In fact, he so craved the feeling of being enveloped that when he became hysterical he would lie in an empty backyard kiddie pool while his parents poured gallon after gallon of rice over his limbs and chest.

If Bailey went to a noisy restaurant, he was known to run out and climb to the top of a tree. “A 30-foot tree, like a cat hanging on a limb,” his mother said.

After Mrs. Shaw divorced and moved Bailey to San Diego eight years ago, Bailey rode the bus to his new school and refused to get off. When the principal climbed aboard to cajole him, Bailey bolted out the door, scaled the side of the school and sought refuge on the roof, from which he threw pebbles at the strangers below.

Although she had two older children of her own and three more by her new marriage, Mrs. Shaw made taking care of Bailey her full-time job, driving him to the special-needs programs of conventional schools and working with his various therapists.

Bailey tried to play organized sports with able-bodied children, but he was hopelessly uncoordinated. He played catcher in T-ball because he didn’t have to throw, and because the heavy protective equipment felt good. Play often stopped because his arm and hand were too weak to support the catcher’s mitt.

“It kept falling off into the dirt,” said his stepfather, Roland Shaw. “The first time he won a running race, he just kept running and running, kind of like Forrest Gump. He didn’t really understand that the race was over. He just kept running. He was so happy.”

Faster and Faster

It was in San Diego that Mrs. Shaw discovered Mr. Watkinds, a swimming coach who welcomed children with or without disabilities. Bailey arrived with little more than a frenetic dog paddle, but with a sense for the water that Mr. Watkinds immediately recognized and cultivated.

“I think swimming always suited him because he doesn’t interact with people in the water — he can isolate himself in his own little world,” Mr. Watkinds said, watching Bailey practice last week at a local recreation center. “And the flow of the water around his arms and legs, it just feels good to him — and the faster he goes, the better it feels.”

Bailey did go faster and faster. His long and lean body started to slice through the water like a college crew boat, making up for his muscle weakness and coordination deficits. His floppy ankles were perfect for the breaststroke, where the feet are rotated outward for maximum thrust. After a lifetime of sports failure, he started winning Paralympic-sanctioned races, beaming from the medal stand with a self-esteem that had gone untapped his entire life.

Held two weeks after the Olympics in the same host city, the Paralympics are for athletes with physical disabilities like amputated limbs, paralysis and cerebral palsy. It is a serious competition for medals and sponsorship dollars, yet often confused with the Special Olympics — a far less competitive event for people with mental disabilities like Down syndrome.

Bailey always qualified for Paralympic races because of his cerebral palsy and other physical disabilities. Last year, after a challenge by another country, he was classified briefly as only intellectually disabled — therefore ineligible for Paralympic competition — but Mrs. Shaw appealed and I.P.C. inspectors reclassified him in December as physically disabled and cleared him for the Paralympics.

Bailey was still a long shot to make the United States Paralympic team before formal trials this April. His fastest meet time in the 100-meter breaststroke (1 minute 23.6 seconds) had been six seconds slower than the minimum required for consideration. But he blitzed through the water in 1:15.8 — winning the race, shocking the field and breaking his classification’s United States record.

The next day, a ceremony officially named Bailey to the United States Paralympic team and gave him his U.S.A. jersey. Bailey wore that jersey on the plane ride home and — quite out of character — informed strangers he would swim in China in the Paralympics, even though he really didn’t know what China was. He showed them his medals. He signed autographs. No one had ever seen him anywhere near that proud.

The United States Protest

A few weeks later, having to plan for Beijing, Mrs. Shaw telephoned the U.S. Paralympics office and spoke with the head coach of the swimming team, Julie O’Neill. Ms. O’Neill told Mrs. Shaw that Bailey’s classification was again an issue, and that U.S. Paralympics had approached the I.P.C. to clarify the matter.

That inquiry consisted of a formal, six-page appeal by Mr. Huebner, the chief of U.S. Paralympics. It opened:

“Mr. Kendall Bailey, an athlete who is a citizen of the USA and eligible to represent the USA in international competition, is inappropriately classified to compete in International Paralympic Committee (IPC) swimming competition. Mr. Bailey is intellectually disabled. The intellectual disability classification for swimming (S14) is not presently recognized by the IPC; nor is an intellectually disabled swimmer eligible to compete under the IPC Swimming Functional Classification System.”

The document claimed that “procedural errors” with Bailey led to his incorrect classification as physically disabled. It did not request explanation for these alleged errors or a review of the procedures. Under “relief sought,” the appeal requested that the I.P.C. “nullify” Bailey’s physical-disability status and render him ineligible for Paralympic competition.

“Everything Kendall had worked so hard for, in 10 days, it was all taken away,” Mrs. Shaw said. “Everything became such a struggle from then on — against the U.S.O.C. trying to get him ineligible, and the struggle to keep Kendall from finding out.”

Mr. Huebner said in several interviews this week that he lodged his appeal to clarify Bailey’s status to ensure Bailey would not be subject to I.P.C. reconsideration or another country’s challenge upon his arrival. Said Mr. Huebner, “The worst thing that I can see happen to any athlete, and I’ve seen it in the past, is an athlete at the Games be told that they have been reclassified and they have to go home.” (Ms. O’Neill, reached by telephone as well, said she shared Mr. Huebner’s concerns and supported all the actions taken.)

Mr. Grevemberg, the I.P.C.’s executive director for sport and international federation relations, said in a telephone interview Monday that Bailey’s eligibility for the Paralympics was never truly endangered. He cited rules distributed to the U.S.O.C. early this year that state how no nation could lodge a protest against Bailey’s eligibility at the Games, and that the I.P.C. could step in only after a race and under “exceptional circumstances,” which Mr. Grevemberg said meant an egregious error in an athlete’s classification.

Mr. Grevemberg added that in his nine years at the I.P.C., he had no recollection of any nation filing a protest that expressly requested ineligibility for its own athlete.

“Now the question is, are they acting in the best interest of their athlete?” Mr. Grevemberg asked. “Are they acting in the best interest of their sport? They’re the only ones who can express their intention.”

Mr. Huebner and Ms. O’Neill reiterated that their sole intention for filing the appeal was to seek clarification. They said that Bailey’s intellectual disabilities and behavioral issues had no bearing on their decisions. “I don’t even know who Kendall Bailey is, to be honest,” Mr. Huebner said. “I’ve never met him. I don’t know him.”

Questions Linger

Bailey’s intellectual and behavioral issues would never be disputed. At lunch near the beach, he gave glimpses of the feeble desperation that he can feel even in the most familiar surroundings.

“Mom, can you put butter on my toast?”

“Why don’t you start out and if you get frustrated, I’ll help you.”

“Can you do it?”

“Just try it — you’re getting better all the time.”

“I don’t know how. Mom, please! I’ll pour the syrup while you do the butter. Mom!”

Mrs. Shaw incurred $25,000 in legal fees trying to get U.S. Paralympics to drop its appeal and to sort out the matter of her son’s eligibility. In an interview at her home on June 8, she burst into tears at the thought of Bailey being rendered ineligible in Beijing, which the United States had told her was very possible. “It could take him under for life,” she said. “I mean it could make him a whole different person.”

When informed on Monday afternoon that a top I.P.C. official had just said that her son had never been in any real danger, she said: “I can’t believe my ears. I just can’t believe it.”

Later, she doubted that U.S. Paralympics had acted out of malice — its officials devote their working lives to giving opportunities to disabled athletes — but out of ignorance of at least the rules and maybe more.

“Just because he has other issues, he’s been looked at in a whole different way that hasn’t been fair,” she said. “He’s been singled out and isolated because of his autism, because of his intellectual disability. If Kendall wasn’t autistic, would any of this have happened? Absolutely not.”

And so Kendall Bailey continues to train for the Beijing Paralympics, oblivious to the rancor that has surrounded him. Every weekday afternoon between 4 and 6, Bailey swims with Coach Don at the recreation center, dreaming of wearing that Team USA jersey into China and leaving with another medal around his neck.

Last Monday he jumped off the side of the pool, arms tight to his sides, as thin as a closed umbrella, and sliced through the water all the way to the bottom. There, he wiggled his limbs to get himself flat, and lay on the concrete floor in silence, like Benjamin Braddock in “The Graduate,” for a good 10 or 15 seconds.

As usual, Bailey’s inner thoughts remained a mystery. Other swimmers’ ripples then crawled across the surface, leaving him all but invisible.

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18th Jun 2008

Weekly Recap

Next week Sissy in coming in town for a short two day visit! Tomorrow I’m joining a downtown gym, getting my bike finished up, and going to hang out with Jacob. In case you’re oh so curious… today I didn’t didn’t hang out with M as planned. I also didn’t go to a potential camp meeting. Instead, I went to a goodbye party for one of my former AC member who’s moving back to the south. I couldn’t be more proud of her move from New Orleans to Seattle and her work in town. I wish her a world of luck in Houston. (I also managed a quick stop to pick up paint and a wig for this weekend!).

Yesterday: Dinner with my boss’s family to talk about their upcoming two month trip to East Africa.

Monday: Sailing trip in the Puget Sound. Hang out with M.

Sunday: Mega-brunch 2008 at Rod’s. Laying in the sun with Jacob. Small house party at Mason & Corrie’s place.

Saturday: Coffee and bonding with Susie. Bar Camp in Fremont. Dinner party at Alissa’s.

Friday: Shaina’s goodbye party (she’s off to backpack Europe for a while). Hang with M.

Thursday: Lunch and bike tutoring with Noah.

Last Monday to Thursday: Fly to Montana, then drive through Wyoming, South Dakota, and North Dakota for work.

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20th Jun 2008

Happy Solstice!

(Who knew it worked on a leap year schedule? Makes sense though, eh?). I love this week of the year! Hope everyone is living it up and enjoying all of the gorgeous weather, parades, parties, and festivities!

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20th Jun 2008

Dancing fool…

In other news… I’ve found myself doing a lot of dancing to my iPod lately as I wander downtown or wait for the bus. Good thing we’ve got a girls night expedition coming up soon on the calendar! It’s so long overdue. Others are welcome if you’re into dancing on Wednesday nights! I know I am!

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21st Jun 2008

SF parking… this seems like a cool idea

San Francisco Tests Dynamic Curbside Parking
by Adam Stein
June 12, 2008 1:56 PM

Congestion pricing failed to gain approval in New York, but other cities are quietly pushing forward with plans to bring innovation to a more prosaic but no less important part of the transportation puzzle: parking.

The struggle to find a good parking space in a city is so commonplace as to have become a cliché. But really what it represents is a market failure. Parking spots, like roads, are an odd sort of beast: the supply is fixed, but the demand fluctuates greatly by day and by hour.

For most goods, pricing aligns supply with demand. But the price for parking is inflexible. Most spots are free. Others are metered at an artificially low rate. Residential permit parking creates odd local monopolies. Private lots skim those willing to pay the most.

The traditional solution is to increase the number of spots, providing yet another subsidy to drivers and pushing yet another cost onto everybody else. More importantly, fiddling with supply doesn’t really work any more so than building an extra lane on a highway relieves congestion. Oversupply of parking encourages driving. Undersupply creates a lottery system, in which people circle endlessly looking for a spot or choose to park illegally. In either case, the result is more congestion, more carbon emissions, and less livable cities.

The key to solving the puzzle, as Alex notes, is information. And for consumers, that information must ultimately be embodied in price. Which is what makes San Francisco’s $23 million experiment in dynamic curbside pricing so intriguing. According to streetsblog:

The underlying premise of SFpark is that the city wants to reduce driving, and will not attempt to do so by building more parking. Nor does the city want to suffer from parking shortages, manifested as double parking and congestion caused by cruising for spots. Instead, SFpark will raise meter prices so that demand is reduced to equal the existing parking supply. During peak periods, meters will be priced high enough to ensure some parking is always available. During off-peak times, meter prices will go down, so that most spots are used. The idea is that if you really have to drive, you shouldn’t have to cruise around or risk a ticket. Along with an easier time finding parking during peaks, and lower prices when and where there is lower demand, other carrots for motorists include easing time limits during periods of low demand, enabling payment by cell phone, and delivering text messages to drivers when their meters are running out.

The “smart-meter” program will encompass 6,435 spots–roughly one quarter of San Francisco’s curbside parking. The pilot program will undergo a year of trials and adjustment, before being considered for rollout to the entire city.

Others will be watching closely. Although congestion pricing is dead (for now) in New York, the city is charging ahead with its plan to replace all the old-style parking meters with more intelligent Muni meters by summer of 2009. Although the smart meters are presently programmed to behave a lot like the old, dumb meters, the groundwork for dynamic pricing is quietly being laid. As with congestion pricing, it’s only a matter of time before someone flips the switch.

Adam Stein is a co-founder of TerraPass. He writes on issues related to carbon, climate change, policy, and conservation.

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24th Jun 2008

Coconut curry and life

Have been craving veggies lately… not surprising considering how many of my meals are eating out lately or produced from cans/boxes while I’m at my desk at work. Last night made a truly fabulous coconut curry when I got home at 10pm and I plan to take for lunch this week. Need to give myself more time to cook… even if I am out socializing most nights. I enjoy it. I’m good at it. It is healthier and gives me a more balanced diet. And best of all, it tastes better than any Trader Joe’s soup from a can or hummus from a carton.

Last week was crazy busy… double booked most nights, having to choose between two or three events all happening at once. I love seeing my friends but I do get tired of having to choose or feeling stretched too thin. Wednesday was live blues music for Pula’s goodbye party (very sad to see her go but wish her all the best!). Thursday I joined a gym (the Epi!), saw Dieter and Emily and got my bike fixed, and hung out with Jacob in the evening. We took his cab out on our search for Indian food and that was probably my final ride in the cab… he’s closing the chapter on Free Rides and selling it to a woman who plans to use it for a classic cars demolition derby. Let the craziness continue. Friday night M and I went to see Avenue Q at the Paramount and did dinner at Dragonfish. It was campy, the characters were cliches, and the songs were wickedly inappropriate and funny. It was no Rent, but it was an enjoyable way to spend a Friday night. Saturday was the Solstice bike ride and parade with many of my favorite people, a party at Blaque’s house, another Rat City Roller Girls truly awesome/very close bout with Cindy, Caroline, and Fester, and then fireworks with Mars and Ava. I was hoping to go dancing with Alex, Duff, and crowd but was too tired by midnight to drag myself anywhere else. Sunday brunch seems to last all day these days… quite an enjoyable way to spend a day lounging with friends, but definitely calorie hell and an increasing time suck. Last night we kicked off the week with a surprisingly anti-climatic dinner with ex-boyfriend Ryan. We hadn’t spoke since we ended things last Sept, he emailed a few weeks ago, we hung out last night, and that was that.

Unrelated: I’m super excited to new ICA Kress opened last week! Downtown has needed a real grocery store and now we have one that’s next door to my gym and only 2 blocks from my office! Beyond proximity, it has really good stuff… huge focus on local goods like fruits, cheeses, pastries, flowers, big veggie section, and lots more. It even has gluten free goods in their fresh baked bakery section… wow! Yay healthy, local choices!

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25th Jun 2008

I am a champ

(or at least M says I’m an exercise champ). Guess who went to the gym yesterday? And went hiking around Discovery Park last night (to get exercise and enjoy a gorgeous Seattle summer day by the waterfront)? And then went to the gym again today? Pick me! Pick me! :)

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25th Jun 2008

mmmm + free = no good

Rocking out to some White Williams and eating waaaaay to much evil gluten today. Why must generous coworkers always bring so much yummy food for the office? Do I need fresh baked cookies from Specialties, and artisan cheeses, and crackers and crusty breads, and olives, and grilled veggies, and Cajun sandwiches all in one day? Noooo. I think perhaps I should start going to the gym three times a day to make up for the gluttony at the office (and my apparent inability to say no to fresh-baked still-hot chocolate chip cookies). Such is my gluttonous, decadent life these days. A girl has to find something to complain about, right? :)

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26th Jun 2008

I want music!

Can’t believe there were two good shows this week… one’s a Liz Phair tribute and the other is the Saturday Knight’s record release. I [heart] both bands! Bummed to say I missed the Liz Phair tribute last night (to one of the best albums ever) and am going to miss the Saturday Knights on Friday since it’ll already be a busy date night/party hopping night. I love dates and parties, but need to find music to add to my schedule too. Alas… hopefully someone will get to go see the Saturday Knights and tell me about how great it was! Their previous shows I’ve seen always rocked!

Note: If anyone knows of good shows coming up, PLEASE do share! :)

TOMORROW: The Saturday Knights
Mingle, the Saturday Knights’ debut album, is Seattle’s first summer blockbuster. MCs Tilson and Barfly are genial block-party hosts, dishing up goofy punch lines and technical tongue twisters like so much hot barbecue. DJ Suspence straddles genres, presiding over warm breakbeats, wheezy soul organs, horns, piano, and bitchin’ Camaro guitars. With Daptone’s the Budos Band opening (and possibly sitting in with the Knights). More than a record-release party, this is the official start of the summer party season. (Nectar, 412 N 36th St, 632-2020. 9 pm, $10, 21+.)

LAST NIGHT: Exile in (Imaginary) Girlville
In 1993, a whole bunch of people met and fell in love with a record that would quickly distinguish itself as one of indie rock’s greatest—Exile in Guyville, Liz Phair’s career-engendering, critics’-poll-topping debut that recalibrated expectations of what a girl and her guitar could do. Tonight, Three Imaginary Girls honors Guyville’s 15th anniversary with a slew of local folks—including Rachel Flotard, Ms. Led, Throw Me the Statue, Team Gina, and Tennis Pro—playing Guyville start to finish. (Cohosted by yours truly.) (Chop Suey, 1325 E Madison St, 324-8000. 8 pm, $8, 21+.) David Schmader

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27th Jun 2008

Good times with Sissy and Barry

My life has always seemed to span various social circles and my life today, in that regards, is no different than it was when I was a 15 year old high school student, rotating days in the cafeteria between different social circles. On nights like last night in particular, it can be a rather rewarding and entertaining to see how wide my circles span.

One of my all-time favorite nuns, Sissy, is in town from the East Coast and last night Cindy and I joined her for dinner. I hadn’t seen her since February (2008), and Cindy hadn’t seen her since she visited us in Kenya in 2006. It was great to catch up, talk social justice, get the updates on the nuns, on violence, on resuming projects in Kenya, on future potential funders to expand our international programs. She’s such an incredible woman… I continually consider myself lucky and humbled to have fallen into her circle and been given her ongoing trust and support.

After dinner with Sissy and one of the cooler board members I’ve met, I switched gears and headed to Capitol Hill to hang out with Barry. It’d been a while and it was good to catch up. We played some pool at the Garage (he won one, I won one, and the third I scratched on the 8), and later went to hang out with Kevin, Heather, and Jason to trade travel stories and chat about life. Good times.

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30th Jun 2008

The highs and lows of another busy weekend

Friday was grilling on the deck w/ M and party hopping between Belltown (Gary and Jaime’s 10- year anniversary!) and downtown (Scott and Bev’s birthdays). The blending of worlds continues. Saturday was more party hopping for Alissa’s housewarming and Craig and Meghan’s birthdays.

The big party of the weekend was Saturday night at M’s house. The best things about the big event were all of the lovely folks and all of the entertaining high school themed costumes, including a couple of sweet favorites who were in from SF for the big event (yay Dona, Antoun, and Rikki… not to mention new friends Josh and Pam). The hardest thing was finding time to see everyone I wanted to see since the crowd was so big. The worst thing was having a big fight with M the next day. Awful. Our first fight was in October and we broke up in that moment. Yesterday’s fight felt worse (perhaps because I’m more emotionally invested at this stage?), so I’m not sure where that leaves us.

The best thing about Sunday was running into Lesley when I was still a mess. Hugs while crying = about the most comforting thing ever. Lesley = one of my biggest cheerleaders. The day was thankfully gorgeous and I was entirely worn out and tired from lack of sleep. I skipped the sangria party (sad!) and skipped out on a beach burn with Phil (sad!), but did manage to drag myself to the Indigo Girls concert at Woodland Park Zoo and had an amazing time. I debated skipping so I could just go rest, soak up the sun, and lay quietly on a towel in a park… but knew I’d regret it if I missed. I do love their music and do love their spirit and commitment to social activism. The opening band was Coyote Grace and their lead singer’s voice was just gorgeous. The Indigo Girls themselves rocked as always, and brought out surprise special guest Brandi Carlisle for a number of songs throughout the show. Good times, good times. Many thanks to Erin for getting the tickets before it sold out, and thanks to Jen for joining us last minute too!

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30th Jun 2008

Mercedes Benz goes entirely green

Impressive! From http://tech.blorge.com/Structure:%20/2008/06/30/mercedes-benz-to-stop-making-cars-in-seven-years/

Mercedes Benz has announced the official end of their gas car manufacturing within seven years. That’s right, Mercedes Benz, maker of some of the world’s best, most reliable cars, has declared they will move their automobile focus away from the fossil fuel powered automobile.

Currently, Mercedes Benz makes a car called the SmartForTwo that is electric. They will focus on this electric line of cars, as well as other alternative fuel sources like bio fuels and fuel cells. Hopefully they will also bring their stunning eye for design to the alternative fuel auto market. It may be completely shallow of me, but half the reason I haven’t gone the way of the hybrid or electric car is how horrible they look.

By declaring that they will no longer make petroleum fueled vehicles, Mercedes Benz has become the first well known auto manufacturer to truly take a giant leap forward in green technology for transportation. It is hoped by members of the green technology community that they will inspire other auto manufacturers to do the same.

Meanwhile, here in the United States the announcement has traditional automotive giants in a panic. By taking such a giant leap toward advanced green driving practices, Mercedes has drawn attention to how unprepared United States based companies are for the switch.

Still pushing gas powered trucks and cars here instead of pulling them back to the factory for retrofitting, there is a good chance that American auto makers (and the Americans who keep buying the cars and contributing to the problem) will be caught with their proverbial pants around their ankles starting in 2010 when many European auto makers have larger scale roll outs of green vehicles planned.

Sure, some American car makers have hybrids. A few offer electric options. None of them has taken such a large scale steps to change the industry for the better, however. Mercedes has beat them all to the punch on that goodwill-generating announcement. Hopefully it sill inspire other auto makers to make the same sweeping gesture, and even to consider pulling the gas powered cars sitting unsold on lots and retrofit them for bio fuel, fuel cell, L-Ion or other options.

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30th Jun 2008

Indigo Girls

As long as I’m back on the blog for a minute… The problem with going to an Indigo Girls concert directly after driving home from a fight… every song feels like it resonates with you. Gotta love music for that special trick. I always forget the title for Hope Alone even if I know the lyrics and can sing along with the rest of the crowd. This is the song that still going in my head at the end of the night.

Hope Alone
© Indigo Girls

Let’s not drag this out, everything’s in motion
Though I’ve only ever loved you kind and with devotion

I remember when I met you and even from the start
I thought one day you’d probably just come home and break my heart

It’s funny what you know and still go on pretending
With no good evidence you’ll ever see that happy ending

You were looking for your distance and sensing my resistance you had to do your will
I had to learn the hard way
We were just an empty dream too big for hope alone to fill

I know I’m a dreamer, so I’ll give you that
Still I hope I’m more than just a place you laid your hat
You’re a land of secrets, its only citizen
And though I paid my dues I was never allowed in

And so I am a stranger but especially today
As I get sad and lonely and you get your way

You were looking for your distance and sensing my resistance you had to do your will
I had to learn the hard way
We were just an empty dream too big for hope alone to fill
Holding out for change I know we never stood a chance
So I could only wait and watch you slip right through my hands

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