“Dang, that’s a hardcore rope belt you got there. That’s not a rope belt–that’s a rope.” “Yeah,” Ming said, working at a knot. I took his picture. “Can I touch it?” I asked. “I think I’m really not going to like how it feels.” It looked rough as jute. He held the rope out to… Read More »
Yes, I’m a full-time feeler. It really does take everything. All my energy and time. Sometimes I think disabled crazy people such as myself are the designated feelers of the world. Drugged, ignored, dismissed unless our art becomes wildly popular. The other people are too busy to feel. I never got desensitized. I can’t watch… Read More »
Been having some health issues. I will not tell you all about them. Even if I tried, your head would just spin. I have a weird body, is my conclusion. barfy Yesterday I got nauseated, amid a bunch of other issues, and I felt worried about that. Normally I have a big appetite, and I… Read More »
“Hey, you know my belt?” Ming asked. “Your belt?” I asked. “Well, your belt,” he said. “Yeah, the leather one,” I said. “Whose belt was that originally? I think it’s been passed down through the generations.” “I was wondering if it would be ok with you if I started wearing a rope belt.” “Hmm. A… Read More »
Ok, just to continue this new trend of tech reviews, I hate my phone also. This is the worst phone I ever had. So now I will write a bad review of this phone I hate. real This phone cost $200 or so, some LG android. I needed a phone that had a decent amount… Read More »
And now for something completely different. Here is a bad review I wrote for a chromebook computer; I ghost wrote it as Ming, because he’s the one with the costco membership. One star! Do not recommend! This is the worst computer I have ever bought. I bought one for my spouse. It was fine, except… Read More »
Yesterday was a weird day. We went to the storage unit. They raised the rent again, so we’re trying to clean it out and toss as much as possible. I was upset about a day’s worth of hurt. A friend was suffering from being mistreated by medicine even more than I am. I was angry… Read More »
I love being myself, so I love being a fat hiker. Walking on desert ground and seeing those amazing plants that heal my soul. Seeing rocks, trash, sky, clouds. Hearing quiet. Feeling wind and warmth. Moving through space a lot–pausing to stretch or dance and get my wiggles out. Pausing to take a photo or… Read More »
My dear friend asked me a question, and I thought I would answer as a blog post. This is about how seasons change and I change along. summer’s ordeal Summer is a long ordeal here. May it starts getting hot, and then June through September is blazing. October can be hot still. So almost half… Read More »
“I’m going to pummel you. With pomelos,” I said. Yeah, I can threaten violence here. But citrus violence seems less bad. He was not actually afraid. I never follow through on my offers of violence. I was standing at the sink–I’d generated a ton of green waste by sorting old basil to make pesto and… Read More »