My Ishmael is even better than Ishmael. The narrator is a twelve year old girl. She’s a stereotype, really: the only latchkey child of a single alcoholic workaholic mother. Daniel Quinn doesn’t bother to introduce her further, except to throw in a couple more cliches. I was pretty pissed about this, because his male characters… Continue reading Book Review: My Ishmael by Daniel Quinn
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Asheville
It seems like the whole world is in Asheville, so I’m gonna broadcast this: If you’re in Asheville and wanna meet me, email me or something.
Davka's Mom
is awake and off life support. They are worried about brain damage. Please keep sending whatever goodness you believe in.
Awesome YouTube
John and Rose Nomads live in a van, and have been for twenty something years. Check it out. (I am so youtube motivated now. I wanna make a vid of the inside of my van, which will be awkward and bumpy cause my webcam is built into the laptop.)
Best Breakfast Ever
1 big glob of yoghurt 1 chopped up bananna 1 tablespoon home canned wild picked Alaskan bluberries some blueberry juice 1 big handful cacao nibs 1 big handful flax seeds
Tax Time!
If you haven’t already, it’s time to pay taxes!
Southern Stripping
I get hired simply by walking in the door and announcing that I want to dance. The door girl turns and calls to the manager at the bar. She strolls over, bleach blond with dark roots that match her thick black eyeliner, and looks me up and down. I grin and twirl. “When d’ya wanna… Continue reading Southern Stripping
Please
Send energy, Reiki, light, prayers, and good stuff to Davka’s mom.
Pics!
I’ve been henna’ing lately. My hair, my skin, other peoples skin. This is the logo for locally grown veggies here, and I put it on Possum. I’m south. South east, I mean. I’ve never been here before. It’s hot and humid. People are friendly and a little different than I’ve ever been around. Tonight I’m… Continue reading Pics!
Chocolate + Fat = Brain Food
Yesterday I was driving down the road with a huge headache and realized I had been fantasising about brownies and fatty meat and milkshakes for a couple hours. I never do that. Like, sometimes I have an impulse for Thai food, but if I don’t follow up on it I forget about it in a… Continue reading Chocolate + Fat = Brain Food