That’s All Well and Good

Time for a lifestyle, fitness, health status update.

I started seeing a new acupuncturist today. I found her after doing some research; she was awarded best SF acupuncturist by the San Francisco A-List. I also gravitated toward her undergraduate background: BA in environmental studies from UCSC with an emphasis on biology and writing. Oh yeah! Great minds think alike. I’m excited. We established key metrics and have a plan in place.

She was was pretty impressed with what I’ve done so far to get on track:

  • Stopped taking medication: wellbutrin, ambien, no more botox.
  • Eliminated sugar from my diet.
  • Eliminated caffeine from my diet.
  • Curtailed alcohol consumption.

I feel like I’ve done so much, but I have more homework. Here were her recommendations:

  • Acupuncture 1-2x week.
  • Chinese herbs.
  • Try Juice Plus, PreNatal, PreNatal fish oil.
  • Avoid wheat, soy, dairy. Try almond milk, rice milk, or coconut milk.
  • Eat cooked, warm food and drink.

I see a nutritionist on Monday and will share her recommendations as well.

Dream Come True

I have been selected to author a post for the3six5 site which was nominated for a 2011 Webby. The site is comprised of daily posts and photos based on one person’s unique perspective. There is one writer for each day of the year.

I sent an email this morning and heard back just now, plus my name has already been added to their 2012 author list. In 2011, they received over 5,000 applications for the 365 spots so I am truly honored.

The day I’ve been assigned is November 14th. After it comes out, I will post to my online outlets.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Issue Number OneNo news on the pregnancy front, but something almost as good. I discovered a new creation, the birth if you will, of Radio Silence magazine. I’m not sure how I heard about it, maybe because I’m looped into the SF writing collective, the Grotto. I honestly don’t know, maybe it was through a tweet. Point is, I happened upon something unbelievably grand.

The concept sounded cool: a new magazine about literature and rock & roll. I’m not a rocker; I hate rock. I’m not even musically-inclined except that I have a deep appreciation for classical music. My favorite radio station is BMIR (Burning Man Information Radio) which you can tune into on the playa, but even better online all the time at BMIR.org. Another sweetener, they started broadcasting live from the desert about 10 days ago which you can hear every Thursday starting at 6pm. The reason I like BMIR is because you won’t hear a more diverse selection of music anywhere. Diversity is good.

Fuck rock & roll, I say, what I’m most fanatical about is literature. Good solid writing. We’ve all tried to pickup the Economist, having heard that it’s a prestigious magazine. Boring! I don’t know a single person who reads it. I’ve tried to read several literary magazines (I won’t mention them here so as not to offend the editors), but they stink too. You find yourself picking and choosing different articles to read. A few are good, but most are bad. God, why did I buy this crap. Until now.

Sure, I figured I could cough up $25 for a year subscription of two issues. Would be nice to have the first of something. I was also drawn by F. Scott Fitzgerald’s name. He is, my main man. There’s a first edition Great Gatsby at Green Apple bookstore that I’ve had my eye on for a while. The magazine includes an article by Fitzgerald, then follows it with a piece by Fitzgerald’s great-granddaughter. Ok, now I really must have this magazine in my possession pronto.

Issue #1 arrived yesterday. On first glance, it looks like most literary journals: bound, clear font, with graphics using a palette of red, white, and black. I dug into at night. The writing is catchy, absorbing, and incredible. You forget how beautiful literature can be, until you happen upon it again. What a delight.

People, I am in love. Yes, truly in love with this magazine. Again, this is coming from someone who pays no heed to the music scene.

Order it now. http://maintainradiosilence.com/

2011 Litquake: All Shapes and Sizes, or the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

I had the opportunity to attend 3 Litquake events during the festival this year. I’ve been attending the festival for years and it has gotten so big that some of the events either sold out or they were turning eager listeners away at the door.

Here’s a tip for the future: get there very early if you want a seat. Listening to people read is not entertaining when you’re standing, fidgeting, and people are bumping into you. That means during the insanely popular Litcrawl on Saturday night, you should get to your chosen Phase I event 15 minutes early, skip Phase II, and get to your selected Phase III event 15 minutes early. If you try to attend all 3 phases, I’m certain you’ll miss out because the events were packed by the time we arrived.

One event that I always attend is the Women’s Night. This year the theme was Murders, Mayhem and Moxie at the Bubble Lounge on Friday night – conveniently located 2 blocks away from work. I got there right on time, 5:30, and had to stand by the bar because every seat and floor space was taken. 8 women read passages from their murder mysteries. One of them stood out, at least for me, from the rest because I could see her story play out in my mind from her descriptions. The rest…ahem…should be shot. It was like listening to mediocre romance novels treasured by the masses. Very generic.

I came away from the women’s event thinking anyone can write. Anyone! These women are published and they’re not any better than you or me.

We can do it!

On Saturday, I picked Blame It on the Alcohol: Tall Tales of Inebriated Misadventures for our Phase I Litcrawl event at Martuni’s. Brenda Knight, a 20-year publishing veteran recanted the night of the Giants World Series win with a piece written specially for Litquake. She had the bar entranced with her celebratory rendezvous. Everyone else was..mediocre.

Yes we can!

One writer was so vulgar; he must have said ‘penis’ over 20 times. TWENTY! I felt sorry for all the audience members eyeing the door. I felt bad for the other writers who had to look somewhat supportive despite their disgust. I felt sorry for me as I held Dean back from storming out. It was THAT bad. So bad that the host of the event should be ostracized from all Litquake events for choosing this pornographer to read.

From there, we stumbled upon innocent 826 Valencia, an after-school writing program for kids. From penis to mermaids, we could not be more relieved. We sat behind proud parents with their video cameras. The kids read in descending age order, starting out with the editor who hailed from Lowell high school down to a small Mexican girl who wrote about tiny roly polies. It could not be any cuter. This event was the highlight.

After each reader, the program director and volunteer coordinator asked the kids questions like where they went to school, what their inspiration was. One of the older kids was asked how he keeps up his writing. “Well, one of my teachers said that you should write when you’re sad or frustrated. I guess since I’m a teenager, I’m at that point in my life where there’s a lot of angst, you know? That makes it easy to write.”

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