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		<title>Bay Bridge</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ When I was a little girl, we spent as much time at the beach off-season as on. I knew the warm bathwater of the mid-Atlantic summer ocean as well as I did its October chill. It was where I spent my first hurricane (busy saving a kitten while my mother sent out a search [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mother&#8217;s Day Moving</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In my world Catherine Keener can do no wrong and it was she&#8211;leading a perfect cast&#8211;who drew me last Sunday to Hollywood’s Arclight Cinema for writer-director Nicole Holofcener’s “Please Give,” a film much about wanting.
At the Arclight I sat through a number of trailers, one of them a documentary-as-cuddly-feature called “Babies.” Could it be that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=175</link>
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		<title>Dispatches From The Roof</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On a recent Saturday evening, in need of fresh Los Angeles air, I found myself on a friend’s Hollywood rooftop, enjoying the view, the fruit, the vine, and surveying the vast Scientology real estate holdings along the not grand boulevard. A thick man sashayed back to his chair, at which point I noticed his t-shirt [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=4</link>
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		<title>A Capital Birthday</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The spirits may have called me to New Orleans but it was this nation’s capital that birthed me (quasi-poetic apologies to my mother) and I can’t help myself…when spring time comes, all a native Washingtonian longs for during the crucial week between frost and humidity is a peek at the cherry blossom orgy. So I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=14</link>
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		<title>Redemption Song</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In one week I have been socially thwarted by a Puerto Rican banker, inadverdently dissed by Quincy Jones, and chatted to, by, and with former United States Poet Laureate, Robert Pinsky.
Pinsky and collaborator pal Michael Mazur were speaking as part of the University of Southern California’s “Visions and Voices” series (Quincy Jones will be there [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=18</link>
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		<title>Church Snob and Seder Chickens: Another Week on the Left Coast</title>
		<description><![CDATA[September 2006
Last week I attended a Jewish Sabbath dinner on Friday (a seder) and went to my first Los Angeles church service on Sunday. At The Forum. That’s right—the arena where the Lakers used to play; where Madonna rehearses for world tours.
I was a little skeptical about The Forum: how would the music fare at this non-denominational [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=17</link>
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		<title>&#8220;It Gets Easier,&#8221; And Other Lies They Tell You</title>
		<description><![CDATA[August 28, 2006
I have a small suitcase with three changes of clothes, all uncarefully packed around a scrapbook. I have my computer; my bag. That’s when I see him cycling aimlessly—really, it’s too aimless, unliterarily so—in a teeshirt. Around and around across the street from my house, at the edge of the park. I hate [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=19</link>
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		<title>THE Vegas Chronicles: Part Deux, La Femme Pastèque</title>
		<description><![CDATA[August 24, 2006
Because of my mother’s obsession with mine, friends know how much I love the derrière (various kinds, both genders), that I love a good set of sturdy shoulders (ibid.) and rippling leg muscles, and though I am not jaded when it comes to the human physique…I am embarrassed to admit that what I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=29</link>
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		<title>Let’s Blog This Thing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[August 14, 2006
Considering my recent return to Hollywood from New Orleans, you were probably expecting the requisite entry on what it was like being back home in Louisiana after four months away.
Not so fast, buddy. We’re not that predictable.
Instead, waxing about visiting home is usurped by a Hollywood institution: a film. Ahem—a movie. Perhaps one [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.strawberryblog.com/?p=34</link>
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		<title>THE Vegas Chronicles, Part I: Aquaboogiethehellouttahthere</title>
		<description><![CDATA[August 2006
I don’t know. Sub-zero or 4-star hotel…Vegas is just inherently depressing to me, I think. Not all of it, but certainly the interiors where poorly to exceptionally poorly dressed American families and single men tend to congregate—lobbies, halls, dens of monetary inequity—especially those. Casinos. It’s the A/C on overdrive and the buzz and ring [...]]]></description>
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