The other day as I was leaning out a car window screaming, “your God is a war-mongering, son-killing sadist!” at some Godly protesters (hey, they started it), I realized: I’ve gotta write about Cunt here. But how to explain Cunt? Inga Muscio is a genius. She starts off by examining the word. Cunt. It’s meaning,… Continue reading Book Review: Cunt by Inga Muscio
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More cops beating people up.
Here’s the basic story: good people are celebrating their good works. Good people see cops beating a kid up. Good people watch and let their watching be known. Cops beat up good people and arrest them. Get the whole story on Ella’s blog, and call the DA and City Council people. I’m not in cell… Continue reading More cops beating people up.
Hobo's I have loved, v.2
“Hello,” my mother said, staring down at Missy. “You probably don’t know me, but I’m Tara’s mother. She seems to hang out here quite a bit, and I’m trying to locate her.” “Hmmm…” Missy drew it out. “What does she look like?” My mother gave a military description of me. “I dunno man, I’ve been… Continue reading Hobo's I have loved, v.2
The rootedness of wandering.
He was a wanderer, and that only makes it harder to hold on to your self. Because the thing about wandering is you don’t put down roots, and without roots, without history, without stories of who you are and where you came from and how you fit in, you can slip out of context. -Charles… Continue reading The rootedness of wandering.
I forgot to ask yesterday…
(I’m probably not around the internet… please comment anyways, and don’t be offended if I don’t approve them right away. I’ll appreciate them and approve them when I find some internet). Now that my top bookshelves are empty I know I could be making much better use of that space. But what to put there?… Continue reading I forgot to ask yesterday…
Van re-doing
I was very inspired by those conversion pictures I found the other day. I decided to take everything apart, get new drawers and put them up even with the edge of the bed. I could put curtains in front of them all pretty and it would look very neat and organised. Also I was going… Continue reading Van re-doing
Silly things
A Texan came into the club last night and told Hat-ma that this town is wierd. Really wierd. In fact, he’s staying at the nicest hotel in town and just last night a drunk eskimo came up to him in the parking lot and offered him seven pounds of weed in exchange for a ride… Continue reading Silly things
3 Ways to Have Internet on the Road
I’ll go from most expensive to free. 1. Satellite. You get a dish and it scan’s the sky for satellite internet, delivering it to you wherever you are. Even in the middle of nowhere. They have automatic roof-mount ones as well as big weildy pull them out and set them up ones. This is what… Continue reading 3 Ways to Have Internet on the Road
City fog
I’ve been in the city a long time now and I’ve gone all misty and insubstantial. It starts simple: people invite me to do things. I like people. Especially people I love and haven’t seen in so long, so I’m happy to do things with them. Ecstatic, almost. It’s so unusual for me to be… Continue reading City fog
Best ever van design
His van is a lot bigger than mine, but this is making me want to pull everything out of the van and reconsider it all. His bed platform is similar to mine, but much better executed. His kitchen is great (although he could have used a hand pump for the sink and not had to… Continue reading Best ever van design