Deep heavy sigh. The world has fallen into chaos once more and here I am with no instagram stories available for me to express my forty-seven-year-old-teenage feelings on. And it's by my own stupid choice. Let's face it, many of us need a break from all that is happening in our country. I poked my … Continue reading desperately seeking an ethical replacement for instagram…
little nikita…
When I was 11 I saw Little Nikita (starring Sidney Poitier, River Phoenix, and Richard Jenkins) and I really liked it. I was enthralled. If I’d had access to it to watch it over and over again I would have. It’s been a significantly long time since I’ve seen it. I know watching it today … Continue reading little nikita…
the thing about 2024…
2024 came on the heels of 2023. Let me tell you something about 2023. It was fucking rough. I don’t remember it particularly well, but I remember how it felt. Like I'd been hit by a semi-truck. In May of 2023 I flew home from a business trip overseas and slept for three days. When … Continue reading the thing about 2024…
the world mental health day post I wanted to write…
I feel too much. It has always been a problem for me. It's like someone put the dimmer switch for feelings all the way up when I was born. All feelings are big. Songs that make me feel happy or nostalgic make me feel so happy and nostalgic that my face begins to leak. When … Continue reading the world mental health day post I wanted to write…
Welcome to Portland…
This week, WordCamp US nestles into Portland, Oregon for the first time, so I thought I should take a moment to welcome all of you to Portland. Stumptown. Silicon Forest. Bridgetown. Rose City. Little Beruit. Rip City. Portlandia… Whatever you call it, Portland, Oregon is the big town I call home. Welcome. I’m so glad … Continue reading Welcome to Portland…
poetry time: what’s sad
I’d make a list for youOf all the things that are sadBut where would I start? What’s sad in the worldWhat’s sad in the countryWhat’s sad in the cityWhat’s sad on my blockWhat’s sad in my houseWhat’s sad in me? I don’t have the years to write out every bit of sadness.Here or anywhere. It’s … Continue reading poetry time: what’s sad
saying goodbye…
Would you rather listen to me read this? Click play... A few months ago I was putting together a playlist called Hallelujah. Predictably it was comprised of renditions of the song Hallelujah by different artists. At the time I was having a lot of powerful emotions and I had gotten stoned and listened to KD … Continue reading saying goodbye…
the diagnosis…
The past 18 months or so of my life have been a lot. Never mind any part that has anything to do with anything outside of my brain, body, and spirit. Reflecting on the me-ness of this past year and a half has been a lot. I think my childhood was about avoiding diagnosis and … Continue reading the diagnosis…
the fourth…
it was a long patriotic day of consuming movies and avoiding the heat. And now that I’m laying here typing from bed at a quarter til tomorrow listening to all the pops, crackles, and booms of neighborhood fireworks. Despite the fact that they’re not legal here. And we’re under a burn ban. And I’m cranky. … Continue reading the fourth…
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