January 2012
“Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing,...”
– Alan Watt (via neil-gaiman)
I apologize
to everyone at Dan’s birthday party for all the wine I drank.
still hanging out on Google +
frageelay:
join the video chat.
No really. Lots of digestion issues talk and chocolate cake and Dan’s balls. What more could you ask for?
“…but if you got Gmail, I’ll email you a penis.”
– OH right as I entered the Google Hangout. (via guillee)
as I entered I overheard: so I explained c-word to him.
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So I registered
for Toni’s awesome thing.
I was a little freaked by the cost because I come from a family of people who really just want to pay for gas and maybe a little bit of food when they travel. Fees and hotel and food too? For just me and without my family? What am I a Rockefeller?
But I kept playing over the way for the past five years I’ve been circling around a bunch of ideas, inching...
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That thing
where you make a Moscow Mule, but use ginger kombucha instead of ginger beer and the bottle erupts all over the counter because you let it ferment a day too long, and you know you’ll regret not wiping it up when it’s a shiny, sticky-dry patch in the morning, and then the last sip smells a little too much like musty balls, which causes giggle fits, especially as you slurp down the dregs...
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WatchThe stranger in this news video lives two doors down from the house I grew up in. He dated my best friend in the late 70s/early 80s. We used to have make-out contests together with my boyfriend out in the alfalfa field. Who can kiss the longest without ruining a shirt with saliva. We won. M was a drooler.
In later years he asked all of the women in my family out, my mom included, during one of...
“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that...”
– Evelyn Waugh (via hedi-slimane)
In which I talk about chronic imbalance edging... →
I’ve been up since 5:30, which is just not right on a Sunday morning. I woke in pain when I rolled onto my right side, and knew immediately that the two small pinches of calzone stuffing I snuck from Chris’ dinner last night have given me another digestive flare up. It was two thin slices of tiny meatball, a mushroom, an onion bit, and a little bit of mozzarella cheese – all told...
O and I forgot to mention
I don’t have any ginger beer in the house, so I used my homemade ginger kombucha instead, which is really a wonderfully subversive thing to do with kombucha if you ask me.
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Moscow Mule
It’s been a day. A day filled with bickering and sniping and sneezing due to the massive dust cloud we stirred up cleaning Lila’s room. The room is still a shambles, but we can at least see 3/4 of the floor now. She’s playing at the neighbor’s now, and I made myself a Moscow Mule to sip while I cleaned the kitchen. Only problem is it tasted so good I forgot it had a couple...
Fundraising question
We’re doing a huge mural project at the farmers market, and have half the funding we need, but have to raise another $5K by the middle of March in order to get it done. I don’t have snail mail addresses for anybody on my list, but have close to 1000 people on an email list.
I’ve never done this kind of thing before, and I feel like I’m in way over my head. If you have...
I leave work early in the afternoon so I can make a quick trip to the grocery store before picking up Lila from her after school care at Molly’s. I want to make the raw zucchini noodles with puttanesca sauce, but am out of capers and kalamata olives, and we need half and half for the morning, and I might as well pick up a few other things in case we do get the higher numbers in the forecast...
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Exhausted. Happily, so
in spite of the fact that the day started off with Chris and Lila’s discovery that the chicken tractor was breached in the night and three of the six hens were dead and the other three injured. Effing raccoons are such wasteful bastards. Perfectly delicious chicken and all they do is tear the throats out and leave them to die. Raccoons are the Early Grayce of the four-footed world. Fuckers.
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Here we go!
On my way to meet with the city manager and his grant writer to discuss possible projects the 2012 Farmers Market Promotion Program grant might fund for our market. 2013 might be the year the manager position gets a paycheck commensurate with the hours involved if we can put together a solid project that will also pay salary. The truly exciting part for me is the fact that I will only need to...
Oh, and the Family Dollar store alarm is still...
Tomorrow morning should suck
Having just gotten out of bed to take 2 NyQuil at 11pm. All of the stuffiness. It is mine.
Wussified
I’s 7:30 and I’m in bed with a sore, scratchy throat, stuffy head, itchy ears and eyes, and a toothache from a popcorn hull that was stuck under my gum. Oh, and the Russians are occupying my campground. The Family Dollar store that’s about to open 3 blocks away has an alarm malfunction again. This is the third time it’s gone off for more than an hour since they finished...
12 Stupidly Easy Resolutions for 2012
marleymarley:
Mark Morford, SF Gate
Guys: print this out and put it up on the wall next to your computer.
You want to exercise more, eat better, read more books? Spend more time with your kids, get more sleep and cook more delicious meals at home? Wonderful. Have at it. Me, I’m going a little esoteric, a little vibrational this fine year of our apocalypse. It just seems appropriate. Starting...
In other news
I’m pretty sure that’s a cat asshole shaped shit print on my bathroom sink. Happy fucking new year. Same as the old year.
