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I finally installed my new blog template. It’s quite happy-making.  I’m still going to be tinkering here for a bit, making sure that things are functioning properly & adding categories, tags, etc. It’s Labor Day weekend, so I assume you’re all out having fun & won’t even notice.

That being said, I did this template myself, which means it may behave oddly or otherwise be weird. Let me know, will ya? I’ve turned comments on for this post so we can chat.

So for whatever reason today, I’m contemplating things in terms of taste. Specifically the idea of palette-development as an awareness/Zen kind of exercise, and the benefits that these exercises bring to the more intangible parts of one’s life.

A good plan, a properly sequenced sentence/paragraph/project, solid & supportive people, my own needs for downtime or adventure – these are the things that require tuning in. There are lots of “almost rights” and “good enoughs”, but the Right Thing has a flavor, an aura about it that is extremely specific.1) And this is the point where lots of you are like OMG SO L.A. and I’m like whatever, just hang in here with me a second & I’ll maybe probably make some sense. And the more I’ve developed my physical tasting palette, the more I’ve been able to zero in on specific “tastes” in more metaphysical areas.

All of which is to say, really, that BOOM! There is such an amazing pa-DOW Thing that happens when you get it right, and I think I’m completely addicted to this awesomeness & I love that I’m getting it more and more and more lately. And you should go out & get some for yourself. For reals.

- G

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 And this is the point where lots of you are like OMG SO L.A. and I’m like whatever, just hang in here with me a second & I’ll maybe probably make some sense.

Seasons Change

If you are born white in the United States, you are taught that the United States is a city on a hill, a light of sanity, reason and liberty to the world, especially “those countries” – the non-democratic, non-capitalist, second- and third-world suppressive police states where they abhor us for our awesomeness.

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Just thought I’d drop a note here regarding the current state of the blog.

It is in flux.

I had all these great plans about how it was going to look and behave and then they didn’t quite work and I realized they were really a massive procrastination mechanism. So I started writing anyway, and hope you’ll bear with me as I figure some things out.

Currently, there are no comments here. I may change that in the future, I may not. If you like what I write, you can share it (using the buttons at the bottom of each post), you can tweet at me (@_gretchenash) or you can leave me a note via the contact form. If you don’t like what I wrote, that’s cool, too. I’d prefer you not be an asshat about it, but I’m not going to stop you, either.

So poke around & stop back regularly to see what I’m up to. Let me know if there’s anything wonky or missing or otherwise functioning incorrectly.

Awesome is a process, right?