Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
Greg and Tracey and Garry and Diane just sent me flowers for the ‘job well done’ for Granny’s memorial. Words cannot adequately express what it means to me, so I’ll just say a) the flowers are gorgeous and b) that on top of the emotion of Canada scoring 6 zip on Norway is almost too much.
And I just pulled choc chip cookies from the oven, so I have lots to celebrate.
There is no gravity; the Earth sucks. Gravity does not exist as a separate property of matter, it’s a byproduct of entropy. Go go gadget string theory! Oh, and this is a neener neener to Jeff; I have supported string theory since the instant I first heard about it, and he pooh poohs the notion.
This is not gonna end well. DNA REV 2.0
Olympics, so no Castle. Wah.
Italian hillside heads for the rhubarb.
Free trade (in quotes) and massive local corruption and crappy infrastructure make for African starvation.
All five of us (me, Paul, Keith, Kate and Jeff) were here last night eating, not drinking, and watching TV. That’s right, Jeff let the beer run out. Secretly I am pleased, but you wouldn’t have been able to tell from my undeviating stream of complaint last night.
Do you suppose Canada can actually learn from the mistakes of others?
Greece is hosed and the Euro dooooomed. Doomed I tell you.