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I wake up. Make a cup of tea, grab my biog on Warhol that I am reading, think about what I can eat for breakfast. THe answer, to be frank, is generally…not much. My celiac doesn’t like me eating oats, not even the fancy ones that have never seen a glutinous field or shared equipment. […]
MoreI have never wanted to kill anybody, especially not my ex-husband. At the time all I wanted was for him to stop and let me leave with the children. If I have to talk to him now, I feel a faint disgust, a small amount of sadness at his pathetic loneliness, and his vague attempts […]
MoreJust a heads up FYI, this blog is my domain, my preserve, and this will be my last word on the matter: he doesn’t exist to me unless I am forced to see what he is up to. I won’t have his poison infiltrating my space. I won’t fight about it, I won’t discuss it […]
MoreArm-stretched hair-hidden Coptic-cross Goddess dances! Security Cools. Gloria reigns here! Devotee of garden blooms Only for herself. Dark encircles her Priceless possession glitters ‘Lectric transmits fire!
MoreThe kawaii craze can be traced back to Lady Murasaki. In her 11th century novel, The Tale of Genji, she used the word to refer to qualities which were pitiable, wretched, servile, wretched and forlorn. During the Shogunate period Japan became greatly influenced by Neo-Confucianism. This philosophy’s view of women was strongly patriarchial – women […]
MoreI had to delete the words I typed first of all, because when you are an angry woman, men don’t like it and don’t listen. Those words were my honest reaction to the Prime Minister of Pakistan’s comments on the rape crisis the women and children of his country are facing. Here is my more […]
MoreI just finished watching Concrete Cowboy on Netflix and it was fantastic! Idris Elba and a fine performance by Caleb McLaughlin (of Stranger Things), as urban cowboys in the city in North Philly. It is part a coming of age story, and equal parts redemption and tragedy. Two young men try to deal their way […]
MoreTownes Van Zandt sings from the tinny boombox: living on the road my friends, is gonna keep you free and clean. I laugh. Since when has anyone stayed clean on the road. Still, Townes was part right, I was free. Free of Mr. Charming, free of everything that entailed. I thought I was free of […]
MoreWe had only been on the road for a short period of time – a week perhaps, just the time it took us to meander up to the very northern part of California. It is so beautiful up there – shades of highlands, or alpine pretensions with trees so large and tall they make you […]
MoreSo…I can fish, I used to be able to shoot pretty straight, just at clay pigeons, I can wrangle a horse and start a good safe campfire when weather allows. I can get a tick out safely as possible, and have been known to put a screaming injured rabbit out of it’s misery. In short. […]
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