Spill

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Word spill. (byline: Fake News is Still News) Surprise! Not a Sunday. I’ve been mentally working on a blog post of sources-articles-evidence refuting current thought; refuting current animosity. I’m still gleeful while others are depressed and despondent. I caught a few minutes of NPR this eve sharing how busloads of people from multiple cities are caravaning into D.C. from just as many multiple cities to both celebrate and protest Trump’s inauguration on January 20th. There were protest clips from Bush’s inauguration. [every time there is a comparison in a news feed, consider why the author-producer chose it] It’s fucking exciting, regardless. It really is the same intensity as Obama’s win. New-different-brave-scary. No one knows what to expect. No one knows. … Read More

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Doubt

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I’m still in a watching and waiting mode. It’s mainly a time management thing. The wants butt up against the responsibilities right now. And aside from work, my personal responsibilities are heavy. I feel so un-participatory in many factions of my life. Some days it’s a struggle to even be on social media. I don’t want my year-end to close with celebratory gifts and endless List of (ANY) thing to do-read-buy, etc… Tis the season for listicals… And this will be the first year in many I (am) will ignore any list of books to read. Most are shit anyway. Tapping into the library database means I can freely (literally and figuratively) stop and start as much as I want. … Read More

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The Particulars

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I’ve started and stopped this post a few times now. I wonder why a topic needs to be preplanned. What’s the subject, what will I write about?? I always review the ridiculously long drafts folder like any one will be the one, like ‘Done! That was easy!’ -but no, it’s not what I want to say now. I think about meeting a friend for a coffee/tea-cocktail-meal and how in this circumstance, we don’t come into the setting with a bullet point plan of what will be discussed. There is no agenda. You just show up. What we really want to do is show up. It’s not about having a plan and needing to know every detail and step to take … Read More

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I Just Can’t

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Everything online is so annoying to me. It’s provocative and petty. I don’t even know what the point of my Twitter account is anymore and it has way more credit than having a Facebook account. I only got on Facebook to have a music page, but now I rarely even listen to music and vaguely recognize a singing self in me. I do not sing everyday like I once did. I do drink a glass of wine every evening so I’m certain my vocals are less smooth, less clean. I would have to dry out for a few days before I even showed my face in a studio, absolutely. Every time I open Facebook I wonder why I did. Every … Read More

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Post Election

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Of course I couldn’t write up a food post this past Thursday like I said I would, after the ‘week that was’. Monday I went to work with a new set of contacts in my eyes, but each in the wrong eye! The world was fuzzy all day. Nice metaphor. Tuesday I deliberately went to bed at my scheduled bedtime, not a moment later – as I knew the U.S. presidential results wouldn’t be in till the next day. And I will frankly, honestly say: I woke Wednesday exalted and excited. I didn’t vote for either Hillary or Trump. I was initially relieved Hillary wasn’t our new commander in chief. I was just resolved to living with a Trump administration. … Read More

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