breakfast ingredients “You want a grackle for breakfast?” I asked Ming. A grackle was vocalizing in the courtyard. “Yeah!” he said. “Oh, honey. You don’t eat birds. The only animals you eat are sea creatures.” “Well, that’s good because they both start with a c.” “Uh–grackle doesn’t start with a c. It starts with a… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I’ve been thinking about what writing is for. I started out as a kid writing poetry– then I became a teenager zinester, then adult blogger. You could say I’m a content creator, if you use those kinds of words. All kinds of possible motivations for that. But if life… Read More »
“There’s something wrong with this salad. It’s the most delicious salad in the world. They must have put drugs in it or something,” I said to Ming. Dear reader, how are you doing? What is salad? Have you thought about this? Oh, I have. Valid salad–invalid salad. Just a food that’s cold, like potato salad… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? Could you describe what a crush is? I thought these loppers were bolt cutters for a second and had a brief crush on them– how embarrassing! Ming took this picture at our friend’s house as we helped her pack up to move. I think a crush is when we… Read More »
Hello, reader. How you doing? I’m so busy, working hard to build a more loving world. And I’m always fat, which is work in and of itself. I’m dodging barrels of harm like Mario in Donkey Kong. Disabled too! It’s been years now I’ve known it’s my destiny to be in the tank brigade. If… Read More »
“How do regular people make this much tempeh?” I asked Ming. I was in our kitchen, overwhelmed, wishing for advice from anywhere. Repeatedly I was making marinade but running out of space in my pyrex dishes, needing to start another two dishes of marinade in order to accommodate all that copious tempeh. “They don’t,” Ming… Read More »
Hello, reader. How you doing? I’ve looked for community for a long time. So many forms I’ve found. Finally I can be my whole self somewhere: queer trans witches are wanted. Disabled, crazy, and fat people are ok–almost the norm. So I keep showing up with Ming, responsible and caring about myself, other people, the… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? I want to tell you that I’ve been harmed by mandated reporting. It’s supposedly helpful to make us all safer. But it’s more of a “cover your ass” so no one gets sued. And it’s a way to disempower people who are have been kicked around enough already. I… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? Fiber jokes can be a safe way to get out excess craft energy and family pain. Thank you to Ming for keeping it real about fiber. My darling is always ready to joke with me. crochet “I’m going to wear the blue knitted hat,” Ming said. “Oh my god,”… Read More »
Hello, reader. How are you doing? Local activist Candice Yemaya has passed over to the other side. I was crying yesterday when I found out, shocked. Rest in peace as we continue your vital community organizing work. I first met Candice in my backyard when Ming and I lived at Walnut Street Co-op. There was… Read More »