…that the people sitting behind me in the coffee shop are discussing Domesticity and National Identity. The woman is awesome and has done a bunch of research on this idea of interpereting women’s roles through cookbooks, and the guys being an ass and making jokes about it. This never happens in coffeeshops anyplace else in… Continue reading I just thought I'd tell you guys…
Category: The day-to-day of it all
Levitating
Lately I can’t find the right place to sleep, and I end up circling the town a few times before I can make up my mind. I’m not sure if this means that I’ve been here too long or that I should stay, but the other day someone compared my midnight loops to the way… Continue reading Levitating
Wonder Man Awards
As long as we’re having Wonder Woman awards I want to have Wonderful Man awards too. When I google image’d Wonder Man, this is the only non violent or misogynist picture that came up, so… here it is. WildeRix is my favorite guy on the blogosphere. Check out his Wage Slavery series and his rewilding musings. This guy is my hero. I seriously want to print out everything he posts,… Continue reading Wonder Man Awards
Wonder Woman!
  Colleen tagged me with this Wonder Woman award, and now I get to pass it on to more Wonderful Women! Wendy is a wonder-ful woman who had a succesful homestead, raised and unschooled a great kid, and now travels the world in an antique RV and being all Jesus-ey. Susan is wonder-stripper. She is drama-free… Continue reading Wonder Woman!
home-town judgin'
I was sixteen and I was getting a restraining order against my father when the letter came in the mail from the court. The first page said that the hearing was being rescheduled. The dates were typed in with that darker ink in the spaces in the form for the old dates and new dates,… Continue reading home-town judgin'
My Van Dwelling Forefather
I have discovered my van dwelling forefather on the internet. He travelled the country in vans and a bus for years and years, developing a spiritual and social life philosophy, and then settled down somewhere in the back woods of Texas. Just like me, except that when I settle in it’ll be in Alaska. I’m… Continue reading My Van Dwelling Forefather
So I'm gone, which means I'm here.
My van has new shocks now and rear differential fluid and I’m back in the little big city, sipping tequila at my sister’s house gossiping about crackheads and their children. Maybe I shouldn’t drive, and luckily I can seep in her driveway and the van can be plugged in all night long. My feather bed’s… Continue reading So I'm gone, which means I'm here.
Stories From The Road: "Well, you don't look exceedingly rich…"
Last weekend while my mother’s husband and I were replacing my alternator he found my oil leak: two lines that went from the block above the filter to an oil cooler thingy beside the radiator. Which was really good, because ever since the last time I changed my oil a couple weeks ago the van… Continue reading Stories From The Road: "Well, you don't look exceedingly rich…"
It's getting to be quite enough of that
Today I had to participate (very peripherally, unfortunately) in making eleven 5-7 year olds sit with their heads down for an hour and a half. Their crime? They were given an hour and a half to sit at their desks and independently finish several assignments. They didn’t finish them. So, during recess, library, and gym… Continue reading It's getting to be quite enough of that
Quilting Club
I just got back from a quilting club meeting that I attended with my mother, who doesn’t quilt. The quilting club is the only thing happening here, aside from high school basketball, and you don’t have to actually quilt to participate. Â In fact, a few of them never sew at all. Â Never having been to… Continue reading Quilting Club