Woke up and realized we did not have the right food here for Aidan (20) to make his three meals for his work shift (12:45-9:15) today. So off to Safeway I went, where I secured ground turkey, broccoli, dried mango, eggs, egg whites, frozen rice, and other essentials.
Checked in with Dylan (19) about his plans for today, which are to party with the Pride crowd. This is his favorite weekend of the year, he recently told me. He just sent a joyful text to me "Pride is awesome today!"
Julia (16) and I saw lots of half-naked people, obviously headed for Pride, as she and I went out to a mall for her to get her third set of ear piercings. "They are basically wearing bikinis but not at the beach," was her observation. She got her new earrings, and I am happy it was with me there with her.
I've been taking my kids to Claire's for piercings for years and to tattoo shops as well. Today I noticed Julia didn't even flinch as her ears were pierced. She is a young woman now, and also an athlete, an artist and an urban kid.
The African American woman who pierced her ears told me about when she got her own third set of piercings (15) when she learned Julia's age.
I do not really understand the things they want to do, to be honest, because I am an old man, without much context, a partner, or anyone to talk it over with. But then again that doesn't really matter. I just love them the way they are.
Plus all the other people who talk to me along the way.
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Saturday, June 27, 2015
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Little Moments
Yesterday I came home at lunchtime and picked up my 16-year-old to go to the Verizon store. Her phone has been acting up and it was time for an upgrade.
It took 2 and 1/2 hours. While there, we found out we qualified for a discount, based on my employer. But I had no official ID with me that Verizon would accept. (After the salesperson checked with his supervisor, they gave us the discount anyway.)
As we were enduring one of the many long waiting periods, I brought up my KQED Author ID page, which has my photo and the list of (39) articles I supposedly have published on kqed.org. (I think the number is greater than that, but whatever, technology is never perfect.)
"Wow, you are famous, Dad!" she said.
It turned out she was Googling me and found the Wikipedia entry about me ("David Weir, Journalist).
As she read that entry, she said, "is this true?" She was referring to one line.
"Nope that used to be true," I replied.
"Let's fix it."
She then edited the entry and corrected the outdated information.
There we were in a Verizon store on Mission Street, on an iPad chained to its display case, correcting some information about my half-century career on the biggest crowd-sourced encyclopedia in the world. And my daughter was discovering that I have an Internet footprint for the very first time.
Her biggest disappointment?
"Why didn't they talk about your kids?"
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It took 2 and 1/2 hours. While there, we found out we qualified for a discount, based on my employer. But I had no official ID with me that Verizon would accept. (After the salesperson checked with his supervisor, they gave us the discount anyway.)
As we were enduring one of the many long waiting periods, I brought up my KQED Author ID page, which has my photo and the list of (39) articles I supposedly have published on kqed.org. (I think the number is greater than that, but whatever, technology is never perfect.)
"Wow, you are famous, Dad!" she said.
It turned out she was Googling me and found the Wikipedia entry about me ("David Weir, Journalist).
As she read that entry, she said, "is this true?" She was referring to one line.
"Nope that used to be true," I replied.
"Let's fix it."
She then edited the entry and corrected the outdated information.
There we were in a Verizon store on Mission Street, on an iPad chained to its display case, correcting some information about my half-century career on the biggest crowd-sourced encyclopedia in the world. And my daughter was discovering that I have an Internet footprint for the very first time.
Her biggest disappointment?
"Why didn't they talk about your kids?"
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