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the ritual realized

I told you about the breakup ritual I planned, but now I want to tell you about the ritual realized. The prep was a lot, but the ritual itself went pretty quickly.  I invited Ming, and he was happy to participate.  I had the creosote flower, candle from that thrift store anointed with rose oil,… Read More »

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boundaries

Las Vegas is northeast of Los Angeles.  I feel like Las Vegas is just east.  Or even I feel like it’s southeast.  When I look at the map, I get discombobulated.  I feel like Las Vegas should be where Phoenix or even Tucson is. How wonky are the maps in my head. boundaries How horrible… Read More »

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I love hippies

“What do you like best about being a hippie?” I asked Ming.  I love hippies. “I’m not a hippie!” he said. “Look in the mirror!” I said.  “You have the hairdo!  What’s your favorite thing?  My favorite thing is the fresh sauerkraut.” “Food culture,” Ming said. “Like Sandor Katz?” I asked. “Food culture.”  Oh, he… Read More »