I like getting up early and waiting for the sun. I remember this previous Novembers when I was doing National Novel Writing Month. I would bundle up and sit at my computer and just write. Then the sun would come up.
I was really tempted to spend a small fortune on tickets to the Sufjan Stevens concert for me and Ming, but I lost my nerve. It’s money we don’t actually have in that we need to save up. But I have never seen him in concert. But it would be a huge place and maybe… Read More »
Gmorning, friends. We got some pretend buffalo wings from Grocery Outlet on a whim. Ming wanted them, and this morning he cooked them up. I ate one bite and said no. They are nasty. Yesterday was a rest day, not to be confused with an arrest day. The secret project is moving along nicely. That’s… Read More »
Yesterday we spent in Oakland, Berkeley, and San Francisco. We had lots of fun. First I hung out at Taste of Denmark for a few hours. We saw our friend A again. We talked about a variety of topics. Then we went to SF. We parked near St Martin de Porres and walked around the… Read More »
Yesterday we went to our favorite taqueria to split a breakfast burrito and apparently a ton of chiles caught on fire because there was a lot of smoke and people were coughing. At first other people were coughing and I was like, what’s the big deal? Then the smoke got to me. I started coughing… Read More »
Today we went to Lollicup. “Is this just going to be a glorified Quickly?” I asked as we pulled up. Turns out my drink was blindingly sweet and lacked nuance. So yeah, it was a lot like Quickly. But the walls were painted amazing colors. So I photographed Ming. There was a Ms Packman game… Read More »
This morning we went to Ming’s friend’s farm. I was indoors–I made hummus and did some other food prep then read. Ming was outdoors working hard weeding then putting some posts into the ground. Then we had lunch, about eleven of us, and it was good. There was even cake because it was two people’s… Read More »
Yesterday we went to Berkeley to see Ming’s mom. I wrote letters and read books at a cafe. I had been hoping for a phonecall that didn’t come. Then we went to the Omni in Oakland to cook with Food Not Bombs. It was fun because I liked the people and the activity. I also… Read More »