Dollhouse by Joss Whedon

October 25, 2009


Brief Blurbs of Updatedness

September 15, 2009

Labor Day weekend I dunked my body into 4 hot springs in 3 days – more if you consider that Ojo Caliente has 7 pools of varying temperatures and mineral composition. The drive to and from was peaceful and relaxing, and Joy is a Joy to be with, as always.

By 11:30 this morning, I learned that my boss, who gave her notice a full 6 weeks ago, would not be back. She was trying to work through this Friday, but really… once the decision was made, 6 weeks is a *lot*. Totally don’t blame her.

I am enjoying a very odd phase of things with people right now. Tying up lots of loose ends, getting clearer with people – winning friends, losing friends over my honesty & clarity – what is it they say about that?  Something about how there is nothing really lost when someone can’t handle honesty & clarity. It’s better worded than that. I forget.

I wrote Sashen a note I’ve been meaning to write him for about 6 years, wondering if he’ll be a sounding board for me, asking to negotiate on how to do that, and requesting a referral if he doesn’t have time. His local classes are down to not even one a year, and the 8-week series on practical aspects of Quantum Wealth has not happened, so I am going to take matters into my own hands a bit more now.

I played a great scene with an old friend Sunday morning. Enjoyed the hell out of it and will never do it quite like that again. More clarity. I still want what I want. And won’t settle for less. I’d rather be single than unhappy.

My eating habits are pretty much back to something I can live with. I am still planning on some more fasting for cleansing and weight loss, but am much less susceptible to foods that hurt – and I’ve lost a chunk of weight, but still have much more to go.

What else?

I’m wishing for a bit of a larger living space, one maybe with the living room between the 2 bedrooms so that my roommate and I aren’t sharing a bedroom wall. That would be nice. Still, the rent here is wonderfully low, and lets me live really well for less. That and no car payment and I’m doing fine on that front.

Looking for a PhD that will work for making Ann’s Tale a dissertation, and maybe a different sort of book than I’ve been trying to write. Face it – I suck at telling stories. I’m too informational, too much information, too preachy. It just doesn’t come out as any kind of artfully told tale. But as a dissertation?  Something more textbookish? That’s more my thing.

The kittens are kind of in their Terrible Twos. They are 3 months old, too young to go outside on their own yet, and not till they’ve had their shots, but too old to run rampant through a small 2-bedroom condo… and doing it anyway. I will be glad when they can wear themselves out *out*side and be more placid around the plants and furniture. They *will* grow up. (Thank goodness they aren’t children – that would just take WAY too long!)

I’m totally single right now. There are always several bites on the dating sites, but so far, nothing I could sink my teeth into. No, wait, teeth would be bad. 🙂

Alright, I digress.

“We’ll be saying a big hello to all intelligent lifeforms everywhere and to everyone else out there, the secret is to bang the rocks together guys . ”

      -Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams

Keep those cards & letters & phone calls coming!



 PS – Today’s latest Duhism is right in line with me…

HHGG Quote of the Day: 

 “I seem to be having a bit of trouble with my lifestyle.”  Arthur Dent

Patience for? Trust to?

May 17, 2009

Patience and trust are subtly controlling words.

Not all that subtle the minute you think about it clearly.

If you are being patient you are waiting for some imagined future that you cannot control, but insisting on control anyway.

If you are trusting, you are trusting someone or something to do something or not to do something. Again:  controlling the future, not to mention another person.

Give it up.



Just a little about my week

May 9, 2009

So far this week:

I have been talking with and sometimes seeing an ex-lover who is seriously considering suicide. He says if he makes it through the weekend, he will try to talk to someone and get help. He is seriously sleep-deprived and has promised not to do anything until he has slept. Of course, no animal sleeps when it thinks its life is threatened. It stays awake and alert till the danger passes. This might work for him.

I worked 40+ at the new job which keeps me so busy that both lunch and 5 pm come and go without my noticing. I am the Traffic Director (read: receptionist) at a mental health clinic. Many of the clients are certified. Most are on serious meds. This pays my bills so I can do my work with people whose worst problem is a relationship or a job or lack of inner peace in my spare time.   

I have “rescued” a new lover after a flat tire twice… one on his pick up truck, one on his bike. Can hardly wait to see him tonight! That story will land on another page at another time, perhaps.

I am having Chocolate Nirvana with a girlfriend around 11 am for her birthday.

I am still plugging away at getting all the info filled in on 55 Coffee Shops in the Boulder Area for my Guide.  I need help with setting it up as an ebook and selling it both online and in hard copy of some kind. Anyone?

I video chatted with an old lover who now lives in Savannah, Georgia. He has a 3-year old. Single dad. Just joined a couple of double lettered organizations in the last year:  AA and UU. 

I finally found a lover from high school that I have wondered about for years!  I LOVE Facebook.

I’m still looking for a couple more.  I never put real names in this blog, but I’m SO tempted to make an exception. There are still about a few people in this world I would absolutely love to catch up with.

Heck, one of them has a name so common I will never find him if I don’t ask diligently… Anthony Lynn Smith… from Paschal High School.  Anyone gots any ideas what happened to him? There are several others, men and women. Maybe some day they will join Facebook.

I am amazed that Joy was just here a week ago.  I have lived so much life since then.

I’d better get bathed and get ready for the Birthday Girl’s Chocolate Nirvana.



Help me help a friend

April 14, 2009

My friend, Steven Sashen, writes:

I’ve spent the last 2.5 weeks with the most unlightened beings I’ve never met, studying his faux-losophy.

His name is Bob Tzu, and he’s the long-lost American cousin of the Chinese philosopher, Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu founded Taoism. Bob Tzu teaches Duhism.

Bob says of the impractical wisdumb of Duhism: “The Duh cannot be understood by those who think.”

Meet him (and his family) yourself at

(then go to for my special plea… which, you may
get again later when I tell everyone I know about Bob and The Duh)

Oh, and PASS IT ON!

Twitter it. Facebook it. MySpace it. Blog it.

Any and all of the above.



So, how was my trip to Texas?

April 9, 2009

Really excellent.

I saw people I have not seen in 35 years – thanks to Facebook!  A couple of them grilled Sunday night and I stayed there, then got up and drove from their home. She and I both used to date this guy. Ah well. It was quite the time reminiscing. I’ve seen her since, but not him.

On the way down I stopped at a fruit stand and got pecans in the shell, some peach jam and some great hot sauce to take to my family. Friday evening I grilled chicken at Mother’s and every local member of my family (With nieces and nephews, that’s like … 12 people?)  except the niece who ditched. Not sure what happened, just that her mother was very upset.

By Friday evening, I had seen all members of my family, including a great visit with my father and his wife out near Weatherford. That left the rest of the weekend free. Also saw a guy from high school who is a DJ now for weddings and such, and a girl I met in elementary school Spanish class, who also took piano from my mother back when. She was out near where my father lives now, so we met at a coffee shop… Agape… she’s very over-the-top with her Christianity these days, which is fine for her.

Saturday I drove over to Dallas. My ex-husband bought lunch at this great Greek buffet. I had salad and chicken and humus. Then I met an ex-bf at LaMadeleine, the first place I ever had a cappuccino or a latte. He and I hung out till mid-evening and another friend, someone I’ve known since I was 13, came and went in his tux – he was dressed to play viola for a wedding.

Sunday I fixed a late and lazy brunch for Mother & her husband. Then went back to a friend’s home for above-mentioned grilling and stayed in their guest room.

The drive Monday took *way* longer than it should have because I stopped 2 or 3 times and used the internet at McD’s.  Oopsie. 

~ Stacy

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The Origins of Fibromyalgia

March 9, 2009

I filed Worker’s Comp on my wrists in 1992. 

Back then no one had any idea what was wrong with me. It wasn’t Carpal Tunnel at all.  They called it “tendonitis” and told me tendons had to be rested to heal (different from muscles – where you work it out). I started seeing Network Chiropractors and got *some* relief, but it never really addressed *any* of the pain in my joints… ever.
I now do some exercises called “Egoscue,” and they help a LOT. (Thank you, Tim.)
Over the years, I have put this together with other bodily situations and come up with a lot.
When I was in elementary school, I used to complain that it hurt my legs to walk to school. Not knowing of my genetic intolerance for carbohydrates, the way the resulting over-production of insulin would cause severe and painful inflammation in my body, Mother told me I’d get used to it.
I never did.
I had just had sugary cereal or cinnamon toast or something else with WAY too many carbs for my insulin impaired body to handle.  My joints began to swell, but it wasn’t noticeable for several more years.
It hurt to run in PE, so I didn’t. I walked… starting in elementary school with Mrs. Washuta all annoyed at me and Theresa for not running.
When I went out dancing with my friend, Jimmy Cook, I could never dance for very long without being in pain. So I rested a lot. Eventually, by the time I was with Martha in 1985, all I did was dance in my chair.
This extra causes weight gain. 

Insulin is a hormone that tells the body to HOLD FAT. Duh. 

And of course, since movement is so painful, we don’t get enough exercise, which makes all of this even worse.

Now, with this information on carbohydrates, I  know why the raw food diet works for me:  you can’t usually eat carbs unless they are cooked!
3 days on a raw food diet and the pain goes away considerably. 10 days and I lose weight.
Carbohydrates are the biggest problem. This means:  no bread, no sandwiches, no pasta, no potatoes, no fries, no rice, no corn chips. 
The only things that don’t cause me problems are (preferably raw) fruits and veggies and fish, meat, chicken.
If I stick to that, I hurt less and lose weight… if I don’t, it’s the opposite.
I recently read this paragraph in the book, “The Fat Flush Diet,” and that is when suddenly more of these things made sense:
Insulin, Inflammation and Fat Storage
“a diet high in pro-inflammatory, fast-acting or high glycemic carbohydrates (starches and simple sugars) keeps insulin levels elevated, which promotes fat accumulatio. Since insulin is a fat storage hormone and excess fat storage is a strong producer of pro-inflammatory molecules, a vicious cycle is triggered.  It is now believed that inflammation, like insulin, is one of the underlying factors in weight gain, loss of muscle mass, and aging. Abnormal inflammation has been tied to a variety of diseases… ”   (It goes on to list heart disease, strokes, cancer and just all kinds of things.)
There is a chapter on it in the book.
So . . .
Things Stacy Eats

Raw, live fruits & vegetables
Salmon & shellfish (and other fish, but those are my favorites), cooked or raw
   Note: Sushi has rice and is not all raw 
Seaweed (with no oil or vinegar)  I like wakame and hijiki and arame. They are a mood thing. The minerals in the sea vegetables help me to stay awake and conscious for a normal day.

Things Stacy Should Not Eat:
Nightshades – cause pain in my joints

Potatoes – often listed as “modified food starch”
Peppers – green, red, yellow, cayenne, paprika, jalapenos… no peppers
Eggplant – I don’t like it that much, so no big deal
Oils & Fats – they break my face out. 
I like butter & mayonnaise, so I eat it sometimes, but otherwise, I try to stay off the oily stuff.  Olive oil, ironically, breaks me out faster than canola oil and other types.

Vinegar – it’s in most salad dressing so I use avocados or none at all. No olives or pickles (which is a bitch, I love them)  It makes it very difficult to walk the next day.
Citrus fruits – about the same as vinegar, but I will drink OJ and use lemon juice sometimes( and pay the consequences in pain and inflammation)

Salt – including anything that is very salty – this one is *really* rough because I crave salt (especially after caffeine since it is a diuretic.)

Starches – bloat me and don’t move through me very well. 
Wheat – includes no bread, no pasta
Rice – although I will eat it sometimes
Corn – ditto

(and remember… no potatoes)
Caffeine  – and makes me crave salt

White sugar – I use sugar in the raw, natural sugar or succanat. Maple syrup is easier than other sugars. I’m seriously hypoglycemic. I manage it with chromium when I need to. Ideally, I shouldn’t add any sugar at all to anything.
Corn syrup – high fructose corn syrup is in nearly everything. For years, not knowing about the carbohydrate/sugar problems, I would buy Hagen Dazs Ice Cream because most of theirs don’t have corn syrup.
MSG – causes jitteriness at first, then as my bloodsugar drops, I can pass out – this is usually 24 hours later. Means no shitake mushrooms.
That’s most of it. 
So an ideal day is an apple for breakfast, a big salad with salmon for lunch, and as little dinner as I can manage to do. Eating after 5 or 6 pm is a bad idea.
🙂  You try it, knowing it’s how you should eat for the rest of your life.
It seems to be the only thing that works.
Daughter/Sister/Aunt . . . Stacy

Cool Beans is Abandoning the Train Car!

March 4, 2009

Well, it’s coffee shop week, on the Stacy blog. I may have to write that Guide to Boulder County Coffee Shops after all.

Cool Beans Coffee, Happy Trails Bikes. . .

101 Hwy 119 South, Nederland, CO 80466, (303) 258-3435

The ones in the gorgeous, if aging, Buffalo Bill’s Circus train car in Nederland on Hwy 119, is MOVING OUT OF THE TRAIN CAR to a location across the street on March 31.

They have been in the train car for 15 years. It is my destination of choice for a short mountain drive through the deep canyon by Boulder Creek to Barker Reservoir. This one means far more to me than even the death of Penny Lane on Pearl St a couple of years back. (Not that either one is going to ruin my day, but still. Its passing must be noted.)

So, if you want to see it one more time, you have about 27 days. I will be posting photos I took today on my FaceBook profile and I will befriend anyone who says they are on Anna’s List if they want to see them.

Now would be the time to figure out how to post photos on WordPress, too.
Here is a link to a review:

The barista said “Change is good.”

I said, “Sometimes, but death is inevitable.”

So dies one of my favorite Colorado landmarks.

~ Stacy

~ Stacy Clark, MA

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Ozo Coffee in Boulder, Colorado

February 28, 2009

Greg, our local barista champion will be competing in the Semi-Finals round of the US Barista Championship on Saturday, March 7.
You can watch LIVE at:

And even if you don’t watch, well, I’m about to get all gushy about Ozo Coffee Shop . . .
I am a picky bitch when it comes to where I will go for coffee and tea. 
I have preferences about the coffee roasters, the tea brands, the decor, the music, food offered and moat important *whether or not there are COMFY CHAIRS*  !!!
In fact, friends have suggested that I create a directory of coffee shops in Boulder County.  I can do that… and then again, they do come and go a bit. It would need constant updating. But I’m willing if someone wants to do the techie part of it and put it on a web site.
Ozo Coffee Co
The have a profile on
5340 Arapahoe Ave
Boulder, CO 80303
(303) 440-0233

First, the BARISTAS!!!  I know most of them from previous shops. 
They are the ones who stood out, remembered my name, remembered my drink and went out of their way to be friendly, bent over backwards to do my little when-Harry-met-Sally requests.
Greg is there!  He’s the one competing for the championship.  He is AWESOME… and girls!!!  GREG IS SINGLE, 30, GORGEOUS AND OF JEWISH DESCENT.  (I knew him from Tea Spot.)
Justin is there!  Not sure of his marital status, but he is a charmer and a gentleman who will really do your coffee right.  (Forget where I know him from… hafta ask him.)
Liz is there… cute blonde, boys!  But we love her for her Coffee Skills!  I think I first met her at maybe Brewing Market?
MA is there!  She’s the dreadlocked sweetie from Cannon Mines in Louisville. 
There are others. That’s today’s morning crew…
2 lines, 2 barristas, 2 cashiers… and they really keep up…
Don’t worry if the line looks long. It’s deceptively FAST with all those COFFEE DANCERS behind the bar.  They are a Thing of Beauty to watch.
Okay, now it seems that Ozo is nearly the last bastion of the Comfy Chair in Boulder Coffee Shops… everyone else seems to have their hardbacked, get them outta here quick chairs (exept Trident on W. Pearl and Brewing Market Baseline, who have booth style bench seating… that works!)
The coffee is Allegro OR>>>>> Conscious Coffee!!!!  which is one of my 2 favorites (the other is Kind Coffee in Estes Park).
Tea… well, they have several suppliers, one of them is the Tulsi Teas… organic, basil-based a lot of them.
Decor?  Well, it’s fine… they could use a light for reading in the NW corner by the couches, but it’s fine.  (Me, I prefer the dark wood of Conor O’Neil or Turley’s or Tea Spot, may it rest in peace.  What I rreally don’t care for is the all pine of places like Java Java on Hwy 287 in Lafayette.  I like an Old English style living room feel to it, if you please.)
Food… you know, I’m so impressed with the barristas I forgot to really look… they have burritos, and the pastries look like Udi’s to me, in fact, I think they are.  (My favorite chocolate croissant is the one with the little *bar*  of chocolate in it that Spruce Confectioners makes).  Heck, Snarf’s, the best sandwich in Boulder is right next door with salads, too, is next door, if you don’t find what you want… you’re set.

Music… BLUEGRASS JAM every Sunday morning… and I’ve never had a reason to complain about what’s on the stereo (but if I want nice classical favorites, I go to Brewing Market by McGuckin’s or Folk to Cannon Mines (Cannon Mines hosts Wild Elf, an incredible Celtic Music trio with Gaffer, the famous Pearl Street harpist with the incredible baritone voice who tells the history and story of each piece he plays… LOVE him.)
But back to OZO…..
I ignored them for years because I don’t like Allegro Coffee, but they are winning awards with it. Greg has the roasted bean blend for the upcoming competition on the counter… give it a sniff… heavenly.
Okay, I’m done now.
For now.

~ Stacy Clark, MA
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Our Guessing Game by The Moody Blues

December 19, 2008

Our Guessing Game

Walking in the sand
Thinking of things, adventures in my mind
Tall ships that sail
Across the ocean wide
They wont wait for me
See the way they glide away so gracefully
And with tomorrow what will become of me
They leave me so much to explain
Thats the start of our guessing game

There are times when I think Ive found the truth
There are times when I know that Im wrong
And the days when I try to hide my fears
Bless the days when Im feeling strong
Bless the days when Im feeling strong

Wonder why we try so hard
Wonder why we try at all
You wonder why the world is turning around
When in the end it wont matter at all

Standing in the town
Looking at people, counting their frowns
Unhappy faces, hurrying around
So blind they cannot see
All of these things
The way life ought to be
And with tomorrow what will they make of me
It leaves me so much to explain
Thats the start of our guessing game

There are times when I think Ive found the truth
There are times when I know that Im wrong
And the days when I try to hide my fears
Bless the days when Im feeling strong
There are times when I think Ive found the truth
There are times when I know that Im wrong
And the days when I try to hide my fears
Bless the days when Im feeling strong
There are times when I think Ive found the truth

                                         – The Moody Blues


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