The winter of our discontent, week EIGHTY BAZILLION.

What's that, you say? It's week six, not week EIGHTY BAZILLION? It sure does feel like week EIGHTY BAZILLION.

Here's a belated weekly wrap-up of "something actives"...

SUNDAY: finished Snowden. (Team: Patriot.)

MONDAY: apparently agreed to a Board position with a local homeless non-profit. (Wasn't there a note to self somewhere to stop agreeing to stuff?)

TUESDAY: signed various online petitions, for whatever those are worth, and attended our local Democratic party meeting.

WEDNESDAY: encouraged my friend's young daughters to travel as much as they can. Travel promotes cultural competence, compassion and empathy towards others, and general appreciation of diversity. This country needs those things now more than ever.

THURSDAY: attended an advocacy day at the Capitol for affordable housing bills. It was a fascinating learning experience. I cannot fathom how our local legislators get anything done, and I'm sure it's a thousand times more crazy for national legislators.

 the calm between the chaos

FRIDAY: encouraged a few dissatisfied people to contact their appropriate elected officials to voice their concerns and gave them a starting point.

SATURDAY: mailed "thank you" postcards to Representative Blumenauer (for his "Resist." statement), Governor Brown (because she is awesome), and Florida Representative Val Demings (who I heard speak out against Trump on NPR).

Onward...