Leigh Bailey
- Location
- Berkeley, California, United States
- Birthday
- February 02
- Bio
- A writer, a mother, working to upgrade from inate cynism to cautious optimism every day.
All original work posted here is the sole property of the author.
MY RECENT POSTS
- My talk with "No Impact Man"
Colin Beavan
October 05, 2009 07:42PM - The Bullshit Solution: Health
Care Co-ops
August 19, 2009 03:20PM - Why I Might Be Forced to
Register Republican
August 11, 2009 03:11PM - One Million Acts of Green
August 07, 2009 04:04PM - Look me in the eye (a song,
which is mine)
April 24, 2009 04:51PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Deb, I think you SHOULD
stick to your guns, for a
while at
least. Scare the
bejes…”
January 11, 2010 05:10PM - “Hello
Comcast.
I used to
love you, I did. But you kept
raising my rates
without
p…”
October 14, 2009 12:51PM - “Lainey, thanks so much
for the thoughtful listen!
I'm
honored.
As to my
interview…”
October 05, 2009 11:10PM - “Guess not! ;-)”
October 05, 2009 09:05PM - “I'm watching, but so
far, there's not much to
see...great to
be back in
touch! ;-…”
October 05, 2009 07:00PM
Leigh Bailey's Links
- New list
- Breed 'Em and Weep
- OutShouts
Fridays are officially my favorite day. And because Friday is my favorite day, Thursday afternoon and evening are my children's least favorite day.
On Thursdays, they are asked to spend an hour or two diligently preparing for the arrival of Marina. "Pick that up," I order. "Marina is coming tomorrow… Read full post »

This is my ghost story.
My grandfather--we called him Pop--was a good man. He once told me that he and his wife, my Nanny, had spent exactly two weeks alone in their own home in their entire married life, and they were the first two weeks they were married.… Read full post »
We need more Republicans exactly like the young men and women who confroted these idiots.

This is Jack. He's a fat Pomeranian puppy. In a moment of complete insanity (that lasted, actually for a whole afternoon and cost me several hundred dollars) Jack-Jack became ours.
He now makes us laugh regularly, and is way too fat. But we love him. Even Sophie loves… Read full post »
It was way too hot--unusually hot for Berkeley--to consider painting my living room myself, but Mike and his young uncle James show up gamely anyway. Even more gamely, when I explain as they arrive at my front door that I've been down all weekend with some kind of horrible stomach bug,… Read full post »
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