March
In which there’s a blog post! Because I still blog! Occasionally! Fat: On a diet now, again, again-again, started weekend before last. Basically a combo of calorie-counting and slow carb. Haven’t had any pasta or baguette, pizza or flour tortillas, but have had a couple of potatoes. Mashed last weekend, and roasted tonight. They do […]
In which I wonder. It’s still fashionable to say things like this: Veterans used to be those who went out and fought and suffered to protect human rights. It was clear you were on the right and proper side if you were a U.S. vet and fought in one of the world wars. Now, they […]
In which I continue to try to figure out why I care so much about people being wrong. today in the shower i gave an imaginary person a lecture about chiropractic: “chiropractic doesn’t do anything but separate people who can afford it from their money “there are one or two adjustments that actually do something, […]
In which I write about a toy. A doll. A temple idol, a spiritual tool. I’ve had an Amma doll for a long time, and over the years I’ve collected all the outfits and extras, and I keep it all in an old wicker picnic-style basket. I can dress her in her whites, or as […]
In which I catalog not terribly relevant stuff! Realizing that your youth is well and truly over is so fucking weird. One, you now know that people don’t even know what youth is until they’ve left it. Two, now you’re a grown up, and you’ve finally gotten some wisdom and some work ethic, and now […]
In which there’s a retrospective. Ten years ago today, I lived in Fairfield, IA, freeloading off of an ex-boyfriend and his girlfriend by staying in their extra bedroom after having made myself homeless by leaving my husband a couple months before. (Well, technically, my ex-boyfriend and I were both freeloading off her, really, since it […]
In which I ponder the cuddle-the-baby or ignore-him-when-he-cries approaches. I’ve been reading a lot about Universal Basic Income lately. What is it? Well, the basic idea is that everybody gets enough income to keep them just out of poverty even if they never do anything at all. In the U.S., it would be the equivalent […]
In which there’s a pretty thing. I’ve had this thing on my wishlist for pushing a decade. It’s a fairly close replica of the one my great grandmother had, which now belongs to my uncle. Ten years is a long time to covet something that costs less than forty bucks, and I finally just went […]
In which I’m disappointed but not surprised, considering how many said they’d be voting their ‘consciences’ in this election. I have several hundred Facebook friends; they are disproportionately musicians and cult members, and a lot of them announced they’d vote third party. I really, really wish they hadn’t. So, to those of you who voted […]
In which it really doesn’t matter where you go, because there you are. Recently, maybe within the past couple of years, the Inner Guru appeared. Or maybe, to put it another way, I became capable of delving into mySelf enough to hear what the seers tell us has always been there. Or by the Guru’s […]
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