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Pay attention, folks!

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Action Alert: Support Richmond's Community Garden Program!!!

We interrupt this blog which normally pertains to media and technology
for the following Richmond, VA action alert:

Thanks so much to everyone that attended Richmond City Council’s Health and Human Services Committee meeting on Wednesday to support the City of Richmond’s request to create a Community Garden Program. The Committee voted to forward the papers to City Council for the Public Hearing which is scheduled for Mon. Nov. 22 at 6PM in City Council Chambers, 2nd Floor, City Hall.

As there were a few citizens that attended the meeting on Wed. and spoke in opposition to the program, we’re encouraging interested parties to attend the meeting on Mon. night and speak in favor of the program. Please forward this to members of your organization and others that may be interested. We would appreciate your support of this important program!

For those that are seeing this information for the first time, please follow the links to see details about the city’s proposal to create a Community Garden Program to offer city owned parcels to the public for use as community gardens.

http://eservices.ci.richmond.va.us/applications/clerkstracking/getPDF.asp?NO=2010-R181 link to resolution for parcels for Community Garden Program

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Y'know, we used to have an illegal after-hours bar...

At Le Disco, friends came in for late night ruckus, the location was secret, intimate, and the tales (still told) were legendary. (Although we avow no knowledge of what you speak.)

A few years ago, I started Salon. We keep mum about that too.

I've been going on and on about my belief in the Return Of Salon, magical evenings opened only to those with true merit.  It's not that I don't embrace new experiences or people, and marketing is good for business, yet... I've always avoided the cheesy cheerleaders and jocks, and suspect most do too.. instinctively... cut... a... wide... swath when encountering those people.

Well, now we have Path.
We shall see.

I disagree with the Trust Factor they mention... data is always accessible... somehow.
Believe me, I know.

Instead, as always, I savor real life private experiences with a select, yet mix of old and new, few.
Salon in itself immediately weeds out the loud jock-and-cheerleader noise in favor of wit and intellect, the art of subtlety where in order to proceed with the plot, one must actually listen.

I am grateful for casting a wide net in more social realms: My ideal intimate evening would encompass friends in real life with friends met through the 'net in London, Paris, New York, and in tiny places I've never been where despite odds and thanks to the ether, their voice has carried across the distance and touched me, made me laugh.

If Path is so select, there would be no reason to broadcast the experience, because those select few would be there.

Oh, you argue "But not all the select few of our intimate gang came to my party, don't forget Isabel now lives abroad!"
I mean, seriously, isn't that what people use email for?

We... shall... see.

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