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haceta head

Hello, reader.  How are you?  Ming and I went to the beach.  You know we live in Oregon these days.  When we go to the coast, we like Haceta Head.  It has an amazing bridge. The beach is small, but I like to sing there.  I sing in Sanskrit and Bengali while Ming looks around.… Read More »

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holding rocks

Hello, reader.  How are you?  I woke up hungry this morning.  That had not happened in a while.  I’m still sick, but the hunger seems like a good sign.  Yesterday when we left home for Portland, I needed strength so I was holding rocks. Do you like holding rocks?  It feels like holding hands with… Read More »

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hello from Portland

Hello from Portland.  How are you, reader?  Ming and I are sick.  It’s our first illness since before pandemic, so more than three years.  Wow.  I don’t recommend it.  Zero stars–would not illness again. I am much sicker than Ming.  He is just sniffley.  I hope we get well soon. We came here to rest… Read More »

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promise

Did you ever promise something to someone, and then time passed, and the promise was gnawing at you?  Gnaw, gnaw like a little mouse gnawing on a hunk of wood.  My promise meant something to me, even if the other person never cared, or if they long forgot it. So the promise.  I said I… Read More »

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what happened

Hello, how you doing?  I’m ready to write about what happened.  I mean what happened when Ming and I tried to move in June and failed, which launched our four and a half months of homelessness. This tale is a bit long, so please make some tea or what have you and settle in for… Read More »

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the borrowed van

Hello, I want to tell you about the van Ming and I borrowed in order to get the last of his stuff out of Las Vegas.  I posted pics on instagram, but some of you are not on there.  Thought you might like to see the borrowed van and to have a peek at that… Read More »

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mother of all

Hello, I made this necklace.  I’d had this Virgin of Guadalupe on a purple cord by itself for years.  She is mother of all and a powerful goddess.  Maybe you don’t need a mother, but I sure do. lost and found The funny thing is that I lost it at a friend’s place in Sacramento… Read More »

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special graffiti place

Hello, how are you doing?  I was craving art, and wow–did I get it!  Ming and I went to a special graffiti place near Vallejo, California. This is my favorite art there, I think.  I stared at it for a long time.  I love the swirly 8-like symbols and the wise alien elder looking on. … Read More »

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guardian angel

“Our guardian angel deserves a raise!” I told Ming the other day.  “They have been working so hard to keep us safe!” Ming liked my idea.  We are so fortunate.  But how do you give your guardian angel a raise? We mentioned this idea to our friend, and our friend said to be thankful.  Yes,… Read More »

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what water tastes like

Hello, what have you been thinking about lately?  I’ve been thinking about what water tastes like. travel “How’s that water?” Ming asked me.  He’d just filled up my bottle for me at a fast food restaurant while we were on the road. “It tastes really different from the water that was in it before,” I… Read More »