Archive for September, 2007

Is there a statistician in the house?

Kasia September 17th, 2007

One of my many shortcomings is a lack of talent in mathematics, particularly applied math like statistics. So I have no idea whether this is a sound statistical analysis or a bunch of fluffy nonsense. It does, however, seem logical that Democrats would have more abortions, statistically speaking, than Republicans, since more Democrats tend to favor legal abortion than Republicans.

(Yes, we’ve all heard the stories about pro-life women who go in for an abortion and then immediately after the procedure spit on the doctor and call him a murderer. There may be truth to the stories, but I’m talking about general trends, which are not going to be disproved by anecdotal evidence of some exception to the rule.)

I would love to hear some evaluation of these stats in the combox, if anyone feels qualified to do so.

Curtsy to the Digital Hairshirt for the link.

The Clam is maintenance-impaired

Kasia September 16th, 2007

Yes, you read that right. I can barely hammer a nail.

So it’s really no surprise that I walked down to my basement within the last hour and saw water everywhere. I immediately looked up (thinking it had leaked from a pipe in the ceiling), and not finding the source there, looked under the washtub (you know, where the hose from the washer goes). No, that was about the only dry spot. Know what it was?

I had a problem recently with the little lint bag that goes on the end of the hose. The trouble was that the little twist-tie-thing that goes around it didn’t seal firmly enough, so whenever the pressure got to be too much, the lint bag would slide right off the hose and into the washtub. Which kind of defeats the purpose of having a lint bag.

So The Canuck and I went to the hardware store and bought a couple of little metal screwy-things to affix it more firmly. And it works great. Trouble is, I need a screwdriver to change the lint bag now. So I’d been watching it gradually get fuller and fuller, squirting out of weirder and weirder points on the lint bag, always thinking “I should really go get the screwdriver and change the lint bag.” But between a combination of lack of time, forgetfulness, and downright cheapness (hey, those lint bags cost fifty cents each!), I hadn’t gotten around to it.

Yeah. So the lint bag, I am gathering, was more or less spraying right out of the top, which was the only point at which water could escape at this point. It sprayed all over the washer, all over the floor, and all over the dryer, where my clean towels and sheets were sitting, neatly folded and waiting to go upstairs. Serves me right for not taking them up right away…

Yes, I fetched the screwdriver immediately and changed the lint bag. All seems to be working swimmingly now (excuse the choice of words), and the floor is drying nicely. The screwdriver will sit down there until I’ve had time to stop by the hardware store and pick up one to sit down there permanently. (This one is one of those neat switchable ones that comes with six different heads of varying sizes and shapes. My mom bought it for me when I moved out on my own, and frankly it may be the best - or at least most practical - housewarming gift I ever received.)

I told The Canuck that this is why he needs to hurry up and marry me. Without him here to take care of things like changing the lint bag, Chez Kasia is subject to the fickle maintenance whims of the Clam. Perish the thought…

Phew! (wipes brow)

Kasia September 15th, 2007

OK. Apparently the parish was changing its name from Our Lady of Victory Parish to Our Lady of Victory Polish Catholic Community. Thank the good Lord - I thought it was being closed, and was afraid I’d sinned by going to Mass there (like they were defying their bishop by staying open). Yes, I have a tendency to leap to the worst conclusions. What tipped you off?  ;-)

Deo gratias!

AAAUGH!

Kasia September 15th, 2007

The Canuck just found an online decree from the Diocese of London saying that the parish we found that I like has been “canonically suppressed”. Can someone please tell me wtf this means in practical terms? ‘Cause it was still open after the date of suppression…it was supposed to be suppressed as of June 30, and we went there in August or somewhere thereabouts…

Just call me Pollyanna…

Kasia September 12th, 2007

Mingle2 - Portland Singles

Curtsy to Dr. Mabuse, who somehow only scraped a PG-13 despite having recently posted  about John Shelby Spong doing a verbal strip-show…

Requiscat in Pace

I wouldn’t walk a mile for a Camel…

Kasia September 4th, 2007

…not even when I smoked. Heck, a Camel was punishment. OK, there were days when I was desperate enough to smoke one, but not to want to. Certainly not to want to enough to walk a mile for one. Because if I was walking a mile anyway, I could just as easily get a Marlboro, a Newport, or maybe even a Sampoerna! (Cloves: because tobacco just doesn’t damage your lungs quite enough.)

But today, I walked 9/10 of a mile. No, not for a Camel; I quit smoking four and a half years ago. My walk today was the first bit of my revised September resolution.

Michelle over at Rosetta Stone put me onto monthly resolutions. It’s sort of like the FlyLady thing, where you try to build a new good habit every month. Initially I had planned to declutter for five minutes a day for September, and I may still try to do that. However, I’ve decided that building some exercise into my week is a higher priority. So today when I went to my evening job, I parked on one side of the church and left by the other. For good measure, I threw in a couple of blocks in between.

Do you know how counterintuitive it is to know you’re walking AWAY from your car?!?

I love this guy

Kasia September 4th, 2007

Don’t get me wrong - he’s a Michigan Democrat, so he’s almost certainly bad on life issues. (A few aren’t, but it’s very uncommon.) However, Hansen Clarke used to be my state senator, and every encounter I’ve had with him and his office has been unequivocally positive. I hope I’m wrong about his stance on life issues, but I’m not in his district any more anyway.

The first time I had any exposure to him was at a League of Women Voters event, where many of the then-candidates for Detroit City Council were invited to answer questions and such. At the time, he struck me as basically honest, decent, smart, and about the only non-incumbent there who seemed like he had a chance of winning. He didn’t win. But a couple of years later he ran successfully for the state senate.

I called his office for some information on library funding. The aide I dealt with was friendly, helpful and competent. It was a very positive experience.

Clarke later supported an “Art Walk” that I did that raised money for a lot of causes, including the Detroit Radio Information Service, with which I was then associated as a volunteer.

And then I met him at a legislative reception/meet and greet in May. Again, he seemed (especially for a politician) honest and sincere.

Now he’s calling for an independent audit of the Detroit Public Schools before the Legislature considers a bond request. Some guy called into WWJ this morning complaining about it, saying there had been 12 million dollars in cuts to his district already and now some legislator is talking about trimming fat, blah blah blah.

Look. I am about as pro-public education as you get. Not to say that private schools are evil, or that no one should homeschool - I think private schools are fine as long as they’re not the only viable alternative, and that homeschooling is a necessary right of parents to ensure that their children are safely and effectively educated, particularly when public schools fall short (as they often do these days). I’m not slagging private education or homeschooling. However, I think that a viable, effective public education system is a big part of how we got to be a great country to begin with, and it’s crucial to our future.

Having said that, the Detroit public schools have been a national disgrace for years. They’ve been a pathetically unfunny joke as long as I’ve known anything about them, and I grew up in Detroit (though mercifully not at true Detroit public schools). Last I heard,  the Detroit public schools had a graduation rate of less than 50%. That is horrific.

Yes, there are other factors going on. It isn’t just the schools. I realize that. But the schools have been a disaster since at least the late sixties when my mother was teaching in them. I remember her telling me a heartbreaking story about her first year teaching. She taught first grade, and quite a few of her students were in first grade for the second, third, possibly even fourth time. So she sat down with them at the beginning of the year and said “You want to move up to second grade? OK. You need to meet these benchmarks: you need to read at this level, you need to do math at this level, yadda yadda. If you meet these goals by the end of the year, you’ll move up to second grade.” So the end of the year came around, and she submitted her paperwork to promote the appropriate children (which was nearly all of them). The principal called her down to his office and said “You can’t promote all of these kids. There isn’t room for them all in the second grade. You have to hold some of them back.

Now, that may well have been a lack of money. But an independent audit finds out about things like that. It does (or at least should) discover how effectively you’re using the resources you have, whether you need more in certain areas, and whether you are spending too much on, oh, say, overpaid administrators or secretaries who refuse to take a message. (Yes, I dealt with one such secretary in the DPS.)

Public schools are funded with public monies. They need to be accountable to the public they are supposed to serve. Senator Clarke is dead on the right track with this. And if the DPS really are justified in crying poverty, then the audit should bear that out.

Deo gratias!

Kasia September 4th, 2007

Thanks to everyone who prayed for my acquaintance. I just found out that he did not in fact enter hospice, but will be entering the hospital today to try to get stabilized.

Deo gratias!

Who you calling uptight?

Kasia September 3rd, 2007

I just had coffee with a guy I knew in high school. Specifically he was my junior-year boyfriend. Don’t worry; the Canuck is safe. (Heck, I not only asked if it was OK with him, but I even invited him to join us if he liked. He declined.)

Anyway, this guy is a really good, decent guy. I had fond memories of him, and I’m glad to report that he seems to have grown from a good, decent high schooler into a good, decent 30-year-old. Which is nice.  His career is going well; he’s finishing his Masters; he’s got pretty much everything going smoothly except that he hasn’t found that special someone yet. Which is unfortunate, but hey, he’s 30. He’s got plenty of time.

So we’re talking about that, and he was explaining that he wants someone who’s a believing, preferably practicing Catholic, but he’s afraid that anyone who fits that bill will be…well…I think he’s afraid of a dour, lemon-pussed would-be-nun. But the way he started out describing it was “Oh, you know, prays the Rosary…five times a day…uptight…”

I reached into my bag, pulled out my rosary case, waited until he finished his sentence, dumped out the two rosaries I always carry with me onto the table, and said “Do I strike you as uptight?” He laughed and said no. Having made my point, I put my rosaries away.

The point is not, of course, that I would be a candidate for dating him, even if the Canuck weren’t in the picture and we weren’t discussing marriage. The point is that not all practicing Catholics, even the ones who pray the Rosary regularly, are gloomy sourpusses.

Deliver us, Lord, from gloomy saints! And while you’re at it, send a cheerful saint down to South Carolina to give him hope of finding one he can marry!  :-)

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