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… Read More »
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… Read More »
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… Read More »
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.… Read More »
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… Read More »
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… Read More »
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… Read More »