Our friend H found a bullet by his door, an un-exploded bullet. It disturbed him so much that he walked into our house to show it to us. He lives on the same property as us. He comes in without knocking. Usually only to deliver the mail in the afternoons, so I was surprised to… Read More »
The other day–the day we went to the Mt Everest restaurant where we had the best Indian food in Las Vegas–we went to this Mexican grocery store called Mariana’s. The produce was so cheap. I got tres leches cake, and Ming got flan. But at the checkout, among the impulse buys, there was a deck… Read More »
This morning we served then attended two meetings. The first meeting was short, second meeting long. I ate graham crackers. They were light and good. “Aren’t graham crackers supposed to be kind of like eating cardboard?” I asked earlier. Ming’s making coffee. Later there’s a poetry reading of someone who was a drone pilot. I… Read More »
1. peace at the line 2. farmer’s market 3. fav cafe 4. zine layout 5. photocopy fun
1. a fight on the soup line 2. interpersonal stressors at the peace vigil 3. an argument 4. a stressful meeting 5. confusion
Today I feel the need to celebrate. There is a series of wins. But how do people who don’t drink celebrate? I feel like taking good care of myself. Extra walks, tooth care. Is that a way to celebrate? Later we’ll go to my favorite cafe. That’s a way to celebrate. But it’s mild. Tell… Read More »
I finished a draft of functionally ill 19. I think it’s good–it talks about my hearing, my new psychiatrists, the good news, self-care, and other-care. All I need now is some proofreading and a cover. Today a medical insurance person came over to talk to Ming about her company. She was here for a long… Read More »
“Should I even be washing this pitcher?” He’s washing a beige plastic pitcher. “As opposed to throwing it away?” “Yeah.” “Does it have a lid?” “No.” “Where was it?” “In the office.” “Why was it in the office?” “I don’t know.” One of many office mysteries.