I felt a need for a mantra for myself. I don't think of myself as a poet, but I do think of myself as someone who does whatever needs doing. So I wrote it.  Here it is; your critique and input are solicited:

Mantra

I am the world.

When I eat, I don’t say my mouth eats, I say *I* eat.

I am the part of the world with which I can act.

I will act.

I will ( Read more... )

I just had a frightening experience.  I lay down for a brief nap, and felt my consciousness fading from lack of oxygen.  So I opened my mouth and breathed vigorously, and the feeling went away.  I went back to breathing through my nose, and a minute or so later it came back.  So I got up ( Read more... )

In an hour and 20 minutes I dive out the door to go to a kink munch.  AFAIK, they've never done a breakfast munch before, and I'd like to encourage them.

And then I go straight to a Solarpunk Portland munch that I'm hosting.  In memory of forming TriStatePoly in NYC in '91, I hope somebody not me shows up.  In '91, I put a stuffed parrot on the ( Read more... )

LJ's trusty little calendar tells me I haven't updated here in 3.5 months.  Ooops.

I've had two good and busy days in a row, and I want to extend that to 3.  Today I put another coat of verathane on the pieces of wood that will eventually become my dresser-top organizer, sent off my holiday cards, paid my rent, had a long talk with Alex about what ( Read more... )

Wow, I had intended to keep more current here, and it's been six months since I last did an entry.  My apologies, and I will try to keep things at least weekly going forward.

I have ( moved again, )

So Livejournal is telling me I haven't said anything here since August.  My apologies, and I'll try to keep things to at least a weekly basis going forward.

It's been a busy half-year.  I'd been in negotiations with housemate/landlord Jeph about buying the place from him when he got diagnosed with Stage 4 pancreatic cancer.  He promptly signed his ( Read more... )

I feel I have to apologize for mostly turning to this medium when I'm feeling creatively frustrated and need to vent.  While it *is* my metaphorical electronic living room, and I get to complain here if I want to, it's not polite to wait 'til the guests arrive and *then* start venting.  So, some good news:  I updated the Justice Oregon Facebook ( Read more... )

I was up at 2am for no particular reason, and managed to get a nap from about 7:45am 'til 9am.  And it's now 11am and I haven't gotten anything useful done yet as a result ( Read more... )

It would appear I haven’t updated this thing for a third of a year, for which my apologies.  Also, LJ seems to be deleting formatting, so sorry about that too.

I am not being *emotionally* effected by the quarantine. ( However, )

So yesterday sorta didn't happen.  And neither did last Wednesday.  Yesterday I got to the post office to mail Zack's birthday present, and discovered they are no longer open on Saturdays, which provides a clue as to how often I go to the post office.  I came home from that, unaware of being more than mildly upset, took a nap, and it seems like ( Read more... )