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bagel cafe

We ate at Bagel Cafe, which opens at 7am. Ming is a Jew, and he is Chinese-American.  He was cared for by Jews as a young adult, and he has two adult kids who are Chinese-American and Jewish.  So this bagel cafe food is extra special to him, like Mexican food might be for me.… Read More »

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addictive

Here’s a new poetry meme.  They comfort me to make, and they’re kind of addictive. Speaking of addiction.  I thought I had been addicted to cigarettes, long ago, and then I learned chocolate–I was using chocolate to help myself recover from being social. We would get ready for the Sacred Peace Walk every spring, which… Read More »

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pesto

I made vegan pesto and more poetry memes.  Do you like this one?  It’s about seeing my friend yesterday and how her child interacted with me. It’s about big moods and what psychiatrists call mania, but hopefully the kid will never have his moods called that. Then this one’s about capitalism and billable hours.  Misogyny,… Read More »

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data slut

Hey, so you know I’m a trikeslut, right?  That has to do with the intersection of disability and sexuality.  I’m also a dumpster diving data slut.  I confessed to Ming this morning–one of my favorite things to do I never told anyone before.  And I’m about to tell you! wiki commons Ok, so, are you… Read More »

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poetry memes

fancy lemonade “Wow, is this all for me, or to share?” I asked Ming.  He’d poured me some fancy lemonade, two inches of it, in a cute little mason jar. “All for you!” he said. “Wow, extravagant!” I said.  “Straight from the lemon teat.  Or the sugar teat.”  I sipped it.  “Uh, did you shake… Read More »

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funny

“Are you funny?  Or are you funny-funny?” I asked Ming.  Yep, we ask the tough questions, at our house. Later I was setting a boundary about not wanting to pay attention to something and told him, “What do I look like, a hall monitor?  A monitor lizard?  A komodo dragon?  I’m not that kind of… Read More »

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meme capture

“Oh, I really love you.  I captured a meme for you,” I told Ming.  Meme capture is like killing a huge deer and dragging it home for him, were I not a disabled vegetarian non-hunter. “Captured it–was it in the wild?” “Yes, the wild of google images.”  Meme capture can be a love language.  You… Read More »