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punctuation necklace

It’s 5:16 am and getting daylight out there.  I thought it was June and see now it’s still May. We need to do stuff like get the bulletin printed. I dreamt I was shopping at a weird dollar store where everything kept changing.  I dreamt I was eating porridge made of walnuts and realized I […]

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the world of myth is now open to laughter

Just a quick post before we go.  Last night we went to a steakhouse with Mom.  I had a huge baked potato that was pretty good. Now I need to get used to the fact of going home to Las Vegas.  The heat, the responsibilities.  Ming is taking everything to the car. Brightest of blessings […]

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long, strange

Gmorning, friends.  Today we take the 5 to the undisclosed location.  Then tomorrow or so, home to Vegas.  What a long, strange trip it’s been. Yesterday some of our friends were arrested at a protest.  And our friend’s mom.  What the fudge.  Also one of our friends was attacked by a white supremacist. Makes me […]

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Lotusland grotesques

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dancing and advancing

Survived yesterday.  Saw Swami, had a brunch party, went to the Bay Area to see Ming’s mom and older son.  Walked.  I got really tired on the drive home to Sacramento.  I slept fitfully with bad dreams. How are you, anyway?  I hope you’re finding what you need. The cats we’re catsitting are being good. […]

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dream

I was sleeping poorly then had a vivid dream about procuring funding for a soteria house.  I got up to write about it.  Turns out Catholic Workers funded it.  The dream was super realistic in a way. But my back hurts and I should go back to bed while I still can.  Long long day […]

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am I a hippie?

We are in Sacramento now.  We have lots of fun planned. Mom and Ming and I were talking about whether Ming’s a hippie. Long hair?  Check. Tree hugger?  Check. Peace activist?  Check. Kind and sensitive and loving?  Check, check, check. I said the only thing is he missing doing drugs. “That’s a good thing,” Mom […]

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strawberry lover

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am I a hipster?

Gmorning, world.  I found this expensive kinda kombucha at Trader Joe’s here at the undisclosed location.  It’s got all the good qualities.  Only three grams of sugar in a serving too.  I’m delighted.  The flavor is pink lady apple. Am I a hipster?  I got my kombucha, my zines, Sufjan Stevens.  Well, I don’t look […]