In which there’s a blog post! ABOUT NOTHING. It’s late May. The air conditioner’s been in for a week. There was a thunderstorm earlier and the power flickered but didn’t go out, so, sadly, I had to keep working ’til the end of my shift. It was fairly slow and I didn’t get skilled for […]
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’ve rated the day. Slept a lot. A LOT a lot. There were cuddles. Lovely. I got a book I wanted very much in the mail. It was volume 1 of two-volume The Yoga Vasistha, a 70’s publication broken into daily readings. (It was supposed to be both volumes, but shit happens when […]
In which, well, why don’t we just stop having it? Another angry hot-take about how bad sex is always the man’s fault: On the Ansari/#metoo front, nobody seems to be willing to say that maybe, just maybe, women don’t typically enjoy meaningless sexual encounters. It’s the elephant in the room. Because clearly, we don’t. We […]
In which I posted this on Facebook on a friend’s long piece about the Ansari thing and consent and #metoo in which she’d specifically invited thoughtful response, but then somebody immediately (so immediately that I sincerely doubt they’d actually read it) responded with “Jesus.”, as if I were so profoundly wrong they just couldn’t even, […]
In which there’s a picture of a food I ate! I read a lot of recipes online, because they’re free and ubiquitous and frequently useful, if not just as written but for ideas, but they drive me nuts more often than not. Calling a recipe delicious or easy or quick or inexpensive is fine, but […]
In which we ring in the new! In 2017, I discovered that a lot of people are racists and honestly don’t know it. They’ll say they’re not racist, and in the next breath explain that marginalized non-white communities are that way because, well, you see, that’s how “those people” are; they deserve it, it’s inherent. […]
In which I wrote a Facebook response so long I didn’t bother to post it. “Uber pays out $200mm per month to drivers.” And? To how many drivers and for how many hours of work? The grand total is irrelevant, it merely indicates the size of the racket. I don’t use Uber because their model […]
In which there’s The Past. Here’s me, 16 years ago, standing in my kitchen. See how rough and unfinished that shit was? The whole place looked like that. It never got better, just worse. It was barely a step above living in a car. (Well, a very large car, with a bug-infested shower, but still, […]
In which it’s nearly X-mas! The tree’s up, there are lights around the windows. I’ve done all my shopping, wrapping, and shipping for the year. Cards have been sent. We’ve received a single Christmas card — it’s on the table. Thanks, Polt! — and a gift from my aunt, a cooler full of frozen Omaha […]
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