Survivor Journals
Bob of If I Die Before I Wake
has invited nine journallers to participate in a Cyber
Survivor Adventure.
Every couple of weeks, the
group will be issued a "challenge entry". The
site will post a excerpt from the challenge entries, as
well as the link to the complete entry found on the
journaller's own journal site.
After the challenge entry is posted, the nine journallers
will vote one of the writers off the site.
The "ousted" journaller will actually remain on
the site, but rather than posting further challenge
entries, they will act as a judge and commentator.
The first challenge entry has been issued, and can be
found at the Survivor Journal website. The actual entries
should be completed by
October 1, 2000.
Please take the time to visit, especially once the
challenge entries are posted. There is a message board to
post your thoughts/comments and also a instant poll where
visitors can vote for who they would want to see kicked
off the site.
The reasons behind Survivor Journals are simple.
1. To try something new.
2. Increase the interaction of the journal community.
3. The challenge.
4. Increased exposure to all journals involved.
So take a look around, explore all the journals involved.
If you would like to take part in Survivor Journals, Year
Two (around Nov/Dec 2000), let Bob know!
Diet Week #12
Goal :
lose 100 lbs.
Immediate goal:
the next 10 lbs.
Lost to date:
18 lbs
this number updates
on Tuesdays --
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KEEPING UP WITH STEVE
October 12, 2000
I'm sure feeling good about Peggy today. Boy, all this running around she's had me doing – this park and that park, going for walks with and without the dog, and trying to convince me that walking is good exercise was certainly my lifesaver today–and both days on the Stanford campus. While all the medical buildings are close together, it's still a bit of a sprint to get from one to the other. I was not only able to keep up without huffing and puffing, but I could actually do it while holding a conversation.
Steve was very tired this morning and took awhile to get moving. But his first appointment was an interview with a guy who writes a column for the Stanford community. I'm assuming that there are two publications for Stanford–the all student newspaper, and this one which is for the whole community. In any event, this was a white-haired guy, so not some cub reporter. He asked excellent questions and the journalist in me could see that it was an excellent interview. His questions were good and Steve gave great answers. It was a good way to start the morning.
Steve warms to the interview
Next we drove to the clinic where they treat HIV positive patients. The chief doctor was not in yet, so we got the (very brief) tour around the place and had just returned to the lobby when the doctor in charge (whose name I've lost) arrived to lead us to lunch. He took a rather brisk pace, with he and Steve in the lead, me following with Kris, our guide for the day, and other people behind us, and Ken taking up the rear with some other people. I was amazed that I was able to walk briskly and carry on a conversation with Kris at the same time.
The lunch went quite well, and everyone seemed to enjoy Steve, who, as always, warmed to his audience. Following that, we visited the Public Health office and talked with Donovan, who was also at our lunch, and learned what Stanford was doing to educate the students about health issues (of particular note was a speech given to the freshman classes, the title of which is: "Studs, Sluts, Whores, and Fags." They say the title is very effective in getting kids to attend the lecture!
More brisk walking back to the car and then we were dropped back at the Faculty Club, where Steve crashed for an hour while Ken and I fought over the computer (Ken won, even tho it was my computer). At 4 our chauffeur Kris was back to get us and we went off to the Bechtel Auditorium, which is in, I believe, the same building as the famous Hoover tower. It was a lovely room and the technician for the show was extremely accommodating and didn't stomp about having a hissy fit when Steve asked for things to be moved slightly.
Steve tells his Sharon Stone story.
The room has a capacity of 187 and it was about 2/3 full and again the show had its impact, stiffled sobs in the audience, and hugs all around afterwards. Ken reports we sold about $300 worth of CDs, which is pretty amazing for that size audience.
 When the concert was finished, we had been invited to dinner at the home of Ellen King, the widow of Jonathan L. King, for whom the lectureship is named. She and her youngest son (whose name I have forgotten) met Steve at the concert the previous night and graciously invited Ken and me along for the dinner this evening, with just a few of her close friends. What a lovely lady she is! She was so unassumingly aware of everyone and their needs and was there right away to take care of things. Her sons were delightful and toward the end of the evening, she was able to steal Steve away for a private talk before we had to get on the road again.
We dropped Ken off in SF and came on home to Davis. The original plan had been to stay at Ken's tonight and come up tomorrow, but we were both zonked and just wanted to sleep, so Steve slept and I drove (is there logic here somewhere?).
The consensus of all three of us is that this was a very good couple of days. Lots of good contacts were made, lots of leads were made, Steve met lots of people who think he's wonderful and want to invite him back for this and that thing. I'm hopeful that more of such things will be forthcoming following his success with this one.
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Steve tells his Sharon Stone story.
When the concert was finished, we had been invited to dinner at the home of Ellen King, the widow of Jonathan L. King, for whom the lectureship is named. She and her youngest son (whose name I have forgotten) met Steve at the concert the previous night and graciously invited Ken and me along for the dinner this evening, with just a few of her close friends. What a lovely lady she is! She was so unassumingly aware of everyone and their needs and was there right away to take care of things. Her sons were delightful and toward the end of the evening, she was able to steal Steve away for a private talk before we had to get on the road again.
We dropped Ken off in SF and came on home to Davis. The original plan had been to stay at Ken's tonight and come up tomorrow, but we were both zonked and just wanted to sleep, so Steve slept and I drove (is there logic here somewhere?).
The consensus of all three of us is that this was a very good couple of days. Lots of good contacts were made, lots of leads were made, Steve met lots of people who think he's wonderful and want to invite him back for this and that thing. I'm hopeful that more of such things will be forthcoming following his success with this one.
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