I think Maggie nailed it. What else could the cup mean?

#photos #maggie #brucewillis #chipotle

To clarify…

I won’t use forks or spoons in any bowls unless they’re made of plastic. Not the flatware but the bowl itself.

I only eat from plastic bowls. If I don’t have any clean plastic bowls, I’ll find a tupperware container before using a ceramic bowl.

#thestruggleisreal

Audio (MP3): 20171201 - I dont consider myself high maintenance

However…

I don’t like anything touching my feet. Except socks. Or other footwear. I don’t even touch my own feet. Unless I have to.

I won’t look at my belly button. It’s on its own as far as I’m concerned.

About 18 months ago I threw away every Q-tip in my house. I won’t even say their name out loud.

At least once a week I think about shaving my eyebrows. But I don’t because I have an office to go to every workday.

Every workday I eat one banana and one apple. Sometimes when I get home I’ll have another apple but never another banana.

I won’t use forks or spoons in any bowls unless they’re made of plastic. Not the flatware but the bowl itself.

I use my bedroom closet for miscellaneous storage and keep all of my clothes in a basement closet. Because that’s where the washer and dryer are.

That’s the shortlist.

What have you got?

#thestruggleisreal #diariespodcast

Audio (MP3): 20171201 - Break On Through by The Doors

Peeps, here’s your the-gate-is-straight Friday jam.

Listening to The Doors when I was 9 and 10 opened up my musical world so much more than bands like the Beatles did. Don’t get me wrong, I love yellow submarines as much as the next u-boat commander but I met the darkly cool poet persona in songs like The End and Waiting for the Sun. I became all too familiar with the torture of losing friends, and of longing for closure when I was a teenager.

Hearing Morrison sing, “waiting for you to tell me what went wrong” still resonates with me as much as it did when I was in junior high. I could relate to that so much more than when Lennon and McCartney sang, “I wanna hold your hand.” I never held girls’ hands in school.

Along with the vocals and lyrics in Break on Through, the gritty distorted guitar, the vox continental organ, the bossa nova drums always remind me of driving, accelerating, smashing through whatever it is that keeps me locked up inside myself.

Powerful stuff when you’re a kid.

Anyways, put on some headphones, find your other side. 😊

#musicvideos #thedoors #diariespodcast

Happy Dec 1st, peeps! I’m celebrating commedia dell’arte. Rudolph jokes are out of the question.

#photos #clowning #happyfriday

Audio (MP3): 20171130 - PechaKucha Night (cont)

In follow up to tonight’s earlier PechaKucha Night in Batavia

This lady was eating popcorn with complete disregard for public safety

I was sitting in a room full of people that obviously have the same kind of interests that I do. But I didn’t know anybody. So I did the next rational thing which is to get on my phone, post on Facebook, and visit the event website. For some reason I had it in the back of my mind this was all related to anime or Pokémon or something.^[1]

I was quite wrong. It’s more akin to TED Talks but it gives everyone a chance to present. “Great!” I thought non-sarcastically.

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I’ve never been to something like this before but it’s Volume 9 so I’m assuming it’s good.

PechaKucha Night (continued) →

#photos #pechakucha #goteam

My giant sequoia isn’t doing so hot. When the weather started getting colder I needed to take him off the window shelf. It’s way too chilly to be in between the window and the curtain.

The downside to him hanging out with the other plants on the kitchen table is that he’s not in full sun all day. He loved that sunshine all day, every day.

It only took a few weeks on the table before he’d lost most of his branches and color. I was hoping the grow light would resurrect him but his prognosis is looking grim.

As Sara said though, “maybe this is why we don’t have giant sequoias in Illinois.”

#photos #trees

Fifth Accuser: Army Vet Claims Al Franken Groped Her in 2003 - Breitbart

Army veteran Stephanie Kemplin told left-wing CNN Thursday that Sen. Al Franken (D-MN) groped her breast in 2003 while the two of them took a photo together. At the time, Kemplin was stationed in Kuwait during the Iraq War. The married Franken was on a USO tour.

“When he put his arm around me, he groped my right breast. He kept his hand all the way over on my breast,” Kemplin told CNN. “I’ve never had a man put their arm around me and then cup my breast. So he was holding my breast on the side.” She said Franken held his hand there for at least 5 to 10 seconds.

Kemplin is now the fifth woman to accuse the Democrat of touching her inappropriately. All four of Franken’s previous accusers also claim that the groping occurred while taking a photograph with the disgraced senator. One of the women, though, Leeann Tweeden was asleep when the groping occurred, also during a USO tour.

Holy shit. What is wrong with people.

#meanwhile #alfranken

And then she said to me in a pointed kinda way, “thank you.” As if it was about time I did something right.

Really, I don’t know how she meant it but that’s what it felt like afterward.

#relationships #allislost