March 2012
February 2012
Hala Tree - Hawaii
bylandandbysea:
My favorite type of tree
*TRUE STORY*
Having left Kaua’i - where I spent my high school years - in 1988 - and having been back only twice, since - there are a few things that will always ‘take me back,’ and images of this particular variety of tree is one of them.
Although by ‘take me back,’ in this instance, I mean it takes me back to this...
You say leap day, I say 'Happy birthday, Aileen...
She’d be - counting strictly from 29ths of Februaries - 14 today, which is about right considering how she never had a childhood, nor a chance.
Rest in peace, ol’ girl.
Finally, I have a moment to check my Tumblr...
And now there’s my husband replying to a question about favorite smells. In order, they apparently are:
sex
bike shops (“New plastics and rubber in the motorcycle showroom is incredible”), and
cooking a steak (“singed cow is awesome”).
Some (unordered) responses:
So glad I/we (?) rank above bike shops and “singed cow”
Perhaps not coincidentally, my...
I miss Stephanie.
I was remembering, very early this morning, something she’d said - her head turned slightly to the side - a year or two back: “I’m interested in how your mind works.”
I didn’t know if that meant “…despite its obvious strain” or what. But I didn’t need to.
Stephanie, it turns out, has one of the lowest bullshit-to-truth ratios as in any human...
I *would* drink my troubles away
But one of my troubles is Overactive Bladder :’(
Oh look, it's another unholy shitstorm.
See you guys again whenever resurfacing might lead to something more than simply generating/getting smacked down by yet another unholy shitstorm, oh my God, oh my God.
After an argument
Teenager (wipes away tears): How come you always win?
Me: Because I'm always right.
Teenager (emits fresh sob): I knew you were going to say that!
Me: I love you too, kiddo.
Teenager: I love you (sobs) toooo (snorts) ooooo ooooh.
My week is going fine how is yours
LOL/jk I learned my youngest daughter is dangerously bulimic and we’ve been to the hospital twice so far and also she just turned twelve and while I’ve been struggling, over the last 7 or so sequences of night-meeting-day, over what, if anything, I can or should say, publicly, about this situation, my eldest daughter (with whom the youngest has a symbiotic yet deeply combative...
"Ontroduction to Intological Studies"
(Would be an amusing academic farce.)
Sorrow almost resents love, it is so inflamed.
I am glad if the broken words...
– Emily Dickinson, from a letter dated January 1878 (via proustitute)
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On one hand, it’s great that there’s public attention being given to bullying,...
– Four Difficult Questions Regarding Bullying and Youth Suicide
I’ve wondered quite a bit whether anti-bullying campaigns translate mostly into more effective bullies and/or “cover” for administrations who were doing nothing before, and now are only making the problem worse.
A lesser person would fall under the intense scrutiny I am facing, but...
– Josh Powell, textbook narcissist, days before taking a hatchet to his sons’ necks.
Which of these scenarios is more likely?
Yesterday, I had a perfectly civil and cheerful telephone conversation with my mother.
I have, in one night, developed not only an effective AIDS vaccine but also one that guards against attacks by Zombie Republicans
Long-lost identities of slaves uncovered in old... →
Moving stuff. (Avoid comments section if you don’t wish to go blind with rage.) (Unless all the racist comments I flagged earlier have indeed been removed and there isn’t a fresh batch since added.)
NYT: Depression Defies Rush to Find Evolutionary... →
Bummer.
In an adjacent story, The New York Times also reported “Irony is Dead.”
HALP! The kids have seized the remote and are...
This explains the loud squealing I heard at the time (I was, wisely it seems, hiding in the bedroom).
thunderdolt:
I was forced to watch Darren Criss do a MJ crotch grab & eeheehee!
However, I can’t help but point out the irony that the two major rival glee groups sing I’m Bad to each other. No chains? No ginourmous sunglasses? Not a single bandana, adorning a head, wrist, or ankle?!
No, we are not anti-white… But we don’t have time for the white man. The...
– Malcolm X, in recently recovered speech from 1961, digitized and to be aired next week.
Brown student uncovers lost Malcolm X speech – USATODAY.com
Netflix's suggested categories, based on past...
Has this been done, meme-wise? (I tend not to register that memes are occurring until they’re quite stale and overdone, so if that is the case here, I apologize.)
Anyway, my top suggested categories:
“Visually-striking Crime Movies”
“Emotional Political Movies”
“Understated TV Mysteries”
“Drug Movies”
“Gay & Lesbian...
The number of books in this house on the laws of...
crammed into already impossibly tiny and awkward spaces (what would be the mathematical expression for rooms in which one can scarcely squeeze a fart sideways due to precariously stacked tomes?) suggests that, while I would like (very much!) to acquire an understanding of how physics works, I do not have that knowledge yet.
HEY, I KNOW! I’ll find some books about how people who hoard books...
I would not be surprised to learn
there are those who have committed suicide rather than get to the quagmire-y bottoms of their respective tax problems, despite actually being owed several thousands of dollars from both federal and state entities going back to, say, 1991.
Unrelated: Someone please figure out my motherfucking taxes LOL/jk, just kill me.
Notes toward a mercifully brief definition of PTSD
: In which one feels, for years at a time, one is always 5 minutes (give or take, depending on triggers at hand) from losing everything, with overlays numbness and hyper-awareness: competing permutations of fog.
Password as mantra or, a short tour of my brain «... →
Zoe, the woman who wrote the above-linked post (daughter of the late Don Finkel, one of my first - not to mention best - teachers at Evergreen) is whip-smart in her own right. Her modest, spare, occasionally updated blog is one of few I manage, these daze, to keep up with, and I suspect she has a brilliant future ahead.
(Shorter V.: ‘Hey! This was an enjoyable post.’)