All About Me

So I get home from seeing Jimmy Carter at UC Irvine this morning--luscious, lovely, heartmelting day--to find a letter from Loretta Sanchez.
"Dear Rebecca," she writes. (That's me!)
"The Orange County Community Forum is delighted to inform you that a nomination letter has been submitted on your behalf for the possibility of being honored as one of our community's "Women Who Make a Difference in Orange County[.]"
Who, little ol' me????
Even better (if possible), the shindig is at the UFCW union hall.
Sadly, I will be winging my way to Seattle for a secret (shhh!) job interview, so Commie Mom has delightedly agreed to represent me at the reception. Which will be followed by an original play: "Speaking Up!" honoring notable women through history.
I'm hoping for Emma Goldman--who, as Larry explained it, "1869-1940. Anarchist, labor organizer, writer and revolutionary. Made enough trouble to get deported to Russia in the 1920's. Did not want to be party to any revolution that didn't have dancing. May have killed some guys."

The District

I do hope you're all checking out The District Weekly, our new paper covering Long Beach and the South Bay, where I'm blogging slightly more frequently than here. (Only slightly, because I'm only being paid slightly.) For instance, yesterday I blogged on all the people at the Democratic Convention in San Diego this weekend who are in love with me. (Hint: Not Gavin Newsom.)