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Today my diary is going to be brief to be followed by an open thread for all of your updates and good news, because I am certain most of you do have some, if only because the new age of progressivism is dawning, and those who believed the last progressive died with Teddy Roosevelt and the Trustbusters have not shown sufficient faith in our President as yet, and are just now catching up with what Al Giordano so accurately and confidently proclaimed long before Obama's presidency made it manifest: he is no Bill Clinton. Follow me over the fold for a few updates and an invitation to anyone who is in San Jose or the greater Bay area to meet up with me today before I return to the frozen North - if you happen to be available.
I got on an airplane for the first time since July, and for the first time since 1998, I did not have to ask the flight attendant for a seatbelt extension.
I fit in the seat and did not crowd my neighbor. When I arrived in San Francisco I did a bit of a fashion show for some 3x friends I was meeting up with, and poured myself into an XL size lined skirt, and my lavender size 1x suit fell slack on my hips. I am melting.
It is easy to lose weight when you crack the code; but if the code is an obscure one that defies all logic and reason due to undiagnosed and unrevealed underlying genetic abnormalities, that code can be as puzzling as the Enigma.
I see someone is scheduled for the Turtle Diary Sunday spot so I must have booked off today, I am hoping no one takes offense to a Halloween special comment, as Keith Olbermann would say.
Michelin Woman gradually deflates: I am shrinking out of my 1998-era wardrobe, reaching a 14-year size low.