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   neglected trails and a previously-watched movie
Saturday, March 24 2012
It was yet another beautiful warm day, and this morning I didn't take my netbook when I walked Ramona and Eleanor; instead I took my bow saw so I could do some much-needed trail maintenance down the main trunk of the Stick Trail and also on the seriously-neglected Chamomile Headwaters trail (which connects the Stick Trail to the Farm Road through 41.926037N, 74.105444W).
This is all a bit confusing, so you can follow along on this map:

The Stick Trail is in red, the Farm Road is in blue, the Chamomile Headwaters Trail is in cyan, and the Gulleys Trail is in dark green. (I used to draw this, but that site injects ugly banner ads and has too many bugs for me to actually embed their live map, so this is a screen grab.)

There wasn't anything to watch on the DVR this evening, so I found myself re-watching Me, You, and Everyone We Know, Miranda July's debut masterpiece. One of the things that makes it so great is how deftly, unapologetically and nonjudgementally it deals with sexual communication between adults and children. It's a topic our freaked-out society treats as its biggest taboo, a taboo that probably causes more problems than it solves. Of course, "sex" as a concept in the head of a bright, imaginative six year old is very different from how an adult thinks about it, and that insight fuels a narrative arc that is nothing short of genius.

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