“You’re a cute lil salad!” I said to Ming. We were at a Thai place in a town I can’t recall, on a roadtrip. We were fleeing a situation that wasn’t safe for us, headed to the house of two friends who are a married couple. Yes, when in doubt, hie your ass to Oregon.… Read More »
Hello, I made some new videos. This what’s in my bag video is frivolous. I hope you like it. I was standing at a barricade thing, using it as a narrow table. Here’s a zoomed out view of the barricade. Strange graffiti on it which I didn’t make–I swear. In red spray paint, it says,… Read More »
Hey, guess what? We went to a tamale fest. We did great! Brilliantly, we went right when it opened. There was no overwhelming crowd yet. Thank you to Ming for that intention and follow through, helping us show up right there at the start. There was food, mariachis, and stuff to buy. I bought this… Read More »
Sometimes people praise me for something I do, and I thank them. But sometimes I want to say urgently, “I had no choice. I could do that, or I could die.” I hear people complain about society not validating their needs and choice, and I’m like, “Why are you still waiting for society to validate… Read More »
Hey, I’ve been thinking about some koans. One arose from a lived situation–You can’t unlock an unlocked door. Yes, I was struggling with that, yesterday. Well, I do it often. I’m clumsy and bad with keys. Then I also thought–You can’t buy what’s free. I like those ideas, but I think koans are supposed to… Read More »
“I better get dressed,” I said. “Jeeze, ask me if I wanna go outside.” “Do you wanna go outside?” Ming asked. “No,” I said. “But if this is my specified hour, I better get my ass out there.” Summer in the desert means only the dawn hour is good for me to be outside. He… Read More »
I’ve been going for walks by myself sometimes, when Ming is out serving the hungry. I feel brave and kind of free–at the same time, exposed. But it’s early enough that few people are out and about. I see tons of trash. The shopping cart was made to facilitate capitalism, which is exploitative production of… Read More »
Hello! Ming took this pic of me with the purple sketchbook. I wrote that stuff about work and capitalism, years ago. We are thinking about meeting in person again, the Las Vegas Radical Mental Health Collective. Exciting! We will do in person and zoom also. Also exciting is that I cut Ming’s hair. He needed… Read More »
We took another riverside walk. I love paralleling this urban river. These photos are amazing, if I do say so. This was here in Las Vegas, on the Neon to Nature trail, headed north from near the Trader Joe’s on West Washington. First we encountered a roadside memorial. “An anarchist died here,” I said to… Read More »
“Yay! It’s a huge parking lot! I will walk around the whole parking lot, and look at all the dumpsters!” I wanted to walk the perimeter–the word perimeter appealed to me. “But I almost never take anything out of the dumpsters. I just look. I am a good pumpkin.” “Yes, you’re a good pumpkin,” Ming… Read More »