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friends

Yesterday we had tremendous fun.  We visited with a new Icarus friend on Mare Island.  He and Ming played pool.  Then we went to Oakland and spent the day with my good mail friend / zine friend S-N.  It was our first time meeting in person–she lives in Minnesota.  She’s around for San Francisco Zine… Read More »

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for the bread

This morning Ming was gardening at a friend’s house, and I went by myself to the church food giveaway.  I went at 9:20 and there was already a huge line.  Eventually Ming arrived, done gardening.  By the time we got up to the front at 10:15 or so, the produce was mostly gone.  We got… Read More »

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how not to spare change

Yesterday after giving E a ride to the courthouse we were in midtown stopped at a red light and someone spare changing came up to Ming’s window.  When Ming said he didn’t have any money, the guy said he takes Visa, which made Ming laugh.  Then the guy asked for money more and called Ming… Read More »

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jelly bean parties

Our downstairs neighbor went to Burning Man, so now we can make all the noise we want!  Last night we had a jelly bean party, listened to music kind of loud, and played cards.  It was fun. This morning we made some photocopies, paid a tutoring visit to the literacy learner I tutor, and now… Read More »

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bad sentence, not much to do

This morning free breakfast was not so good.  Some drunk people were loud.  I heard an interesting sentence.  “If that bitch touch my belly, I kill her and her baby.”  I just ate my breakfast foods and drank my tea and left.  I only have one friend there, but I haven’t seen her in a… Read More »

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Zine Reviews

I Am My Own Stereotype

I Am My Own Stereotype by Delaine Derry Green is a book of diary comix that come from the zine My Small Diary.  They are full of energy and life.  They’re not daily journal comix–they span longer periods of time. So much of whether autobiography is enjoyable depends on the personality of the creator.  It’s… Read More »

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toast, naked man, what I can call myself, cultural appropriation

This morning Ming is helping a friend with her yard.  I went to free breakfast.  I waited a long time at the toast station.  We are out of breakfast foods at home. I can hear the neighbors talking downstairs.  One is going to Burning Man soon.  I think I will never make it–too expensive.  And… Read More »

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the ugly, the bad, and the good

I didn’t blog yesterday because the main activity of the day was divorce forms.  Nobody wants to hear about that!  Yuck!  And the landlord’s dad needs to fix the wall under the kitchen sink which they knocked out weeks ago in order to get at a leak.  Ming described the multi-step process to me, and… Read More »

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my current theme song

Here is my personal transcription of my new favorite song, my theme song, “A Little Bit Weird” by Kepi Ghoulie. Everybody is a little bit weird. And it’s okay to be a little bit weird. Something to be celebrated and not to be feared. All of us are a little bit weird. Ketchup on your… Read More »

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this morning’s non-events

This morning we walked to the co-op for blah blah blah reason, and then we continued to the bank, but it was closed, so we walked to Safeway for vegan mayo, and huzzah!  They had some.  So we bought that and some more organic dinosaur eggs and some organic grapes and some fresh bagels and… Read More »