Category: Writing

hermitting

stuck pretty close to home yesterday. I appear to have stopped with the passing of stones and the having of pain, so staying home and pushing fluids was the correct response.

Worked a little on some fanfic; worked a little on a couple of tunes.

Buster, while training, did the most amazing maneuvre.

  1. he stood on his hind paws to reach for the treat.
  2. I dropped the treat
  3. he swivelled his body and his right paw on the way down
  4. he moved through 180 degrees while maintaining the treat, balanced in a single paw
  5. he settled to the floor on three paws and ate the treat from his right paw
  6. & this was all one unbroken maneuvre and the treat never touched the ground

I would kill to have pictures, it was like watching Tony Hawk land a new trick

orthotics and doc appt tomorrow

what a life. I’ve written about 200 words on my latest fanfic story but seriously all I want to do is binge Elementary until Jeff begs for mercy

either that or I’m going to jump on a ferry and go see my parents since I just cannot stand this at the moment (tomorrow will be better)

lovely long convo with Keith just now, some of it was quite emotional but it was all positive

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I laughed my ass off when I read that, because you’d think no sane Black person would ever adopt a raccoon, you know, although I understand that there is video of a Black guy playing with a somewhat domesticated raccoon on youtube.. This gent is Jay Jurden.

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freaking out

apparently a real live Indigenous person is about to read one of the UPSUN novels and I’m W A R P I N G

 

I THINK this is the place where my white fragility meets my Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria, but I’ll do my best not to act like a creep in public. This person is just going to read it, I’m not likely to get any feedback. If I do I will attend.

about the author

Victor Varnado is a legally blind Black albino. He has a remarkable take on just about everything, and he’s usually what I call ‘uncomfortably funny’ (we have exchanged barbs on twitter, he won). He’s also a producer, filmmaker, comedian, writer, and cartoonist, so he’s got it going on.

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food and people

for supper last night I made stir fried pork with garlic and ginger, greek salad and very well cooked acorn squash, mashed with a teaspoon of maple syrup, a squirt of lemming juice and a very small pat of butter, also salt and cracked pepper.

Saw Paul and WE WENT FOR A WALK IN OAKALLA for the first time since March and that 2.5 k nearly did me in. Nobody wearing masks, including Paul, who INSISTED ON TALKING TO EVERYONE including mofos who were trying to fly drones in the park (specifically forbidden by signs) and walk the wrong way down the one way path.

The russet thrushes and the towhees sounded like they were in a competition for loudest. In the entire time I’ve been going to the park I’ve never heard the birdsong that loud.

Also saw a bald eagle and a great blue heron; couldn’t figure out why the heron was garking up a storm until I saw the eagle spiralling.

Then, in a miraculous outburst of friendness, Mike dropped by after Paul dropped me back home and there was an exchange of food etc.

While Mike was here Buster caught a young starling and tried to bring it into the house. Since Jeff mentioned that he was not happy about birds in the house, I literally grabbed Buster and turned him around by his shoulders and britches. He opened his mouth to remonstrate with me and the bird, quite naturally, fucked off with prejudice and stayed in the dogwood yelling its fool head off so loud that Jeff was perturbed and went indoors. I went inside to get the ukulele to play Mike the song I wrote for him (I’ve played it before but it was a truncated version and I’ve been practicing hard) and just after that, a parent bird came back and stuffed junior’s gob so the little mofo finally shut up.

Staying calm and kind

Yesterday I got to see Katie (she brought sourdough bread from Costco) and we had a LOVELY LONG CHAT and my god it was wonderful. I also spoke to my mOm and pOp, went for a walk with Paul and watched a lot of Time Team. I also had a bath, carefully cleaned my feet, washed my hair, and did a whole bunch of old lady maintenance, which left me feeling physically much better.

Weather continues quite overcast and really cool for this time of year – it rained yesterday but not all day.

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Today my only task is writing a 2500 word essay for Keith’s birthday, to accompany a picture I want to give to him. Oh look, it’s 10% complete already. I know what I’m like, if I don’t finish it today I’ll be writing myself into a coma on his birthday morning.

My fOlks have with tremendous timing given me some funds and I intend to spend them both intelligently *and* foolishly. so there.

Buster has the best object permanence of any cat I ever met. Also, he demanded to be trained HARD this morning, and I was about to run off and tell Jeff all about it…. I mean, he did FOUR PAW CLAPS FOR TREATS, including flipping the treat onto his wrist and eating it….

when I realized his food dish was empty, he was hoping I wouldn’t notice so he could eat the rest of the treat bag. Li’l scam artiste….

I had a single piece of sourdough toast cut into three pieces this for breakfast. One piece had fine liverwurst, one piece a ten cm thin slice of brie, and one a hefty chunk of smoked salmon. I recount this not to brag but to allow my mother to experience a ghost of their gustatory charms as part of her morning. Also to brag. The sharing was more meaningful than the bragging, I assure you.

 

political action of the day

MAILED IT TODAY June 10 when Jeff and I went for a walk. Then we ordered pizza and watched Time Team.

 

June 9, 2020

Gina Nicoli-Moen
Superintendent of Schools
Board of Education
Burnaby School District 41
5325 Kincaid Street
Burnaby BC V5G 1W2

Dear Ms. Nicoli-Moen,

Please listen to your Black and Indigenous students and remove the RCMP from their current roles, including attending career days, in Burnaby schools.

<—– my request

I would support this action as a Burnaby voter, parent of two former School District 41 students who commented frequently on racial tension at their school, and politically curious person who is speculating why it is that everyone on the senior management team of your organization is white, when Burnaby is not a majority white city.

<—– my cred, with a boot to the ass in the last sentence and there’s NO FUCKING WAY I’m telling you which school, although ten bucks says someone who reads this letter checks the records

With my hopes you and your loved ones will stay safe during the pandemic,

<—– despite my distaste for cops in schools, I bear you no personal ill will

 

 

Now I have to print it and find an envelope and sign it and post it so this is a draft until I actually move

 

she gets a star trek stamp, I’m thinking JANEWAY … fuck I love myself sometimes  ha ha used Sisko instead

whining

so allegra has been arguing for the decertification of police unions and the stripping of pension funds for quite a while.

In the UPSUN books, when the elders formally get the land back, they have already brought the Vancouver Police Department to its knees.

  1. they’ve presented the VPD with a much abbreviated code of conduct and a list of all the infractions which are actually supposed to be attended on by the police hint hint it doesn’t line up with the CCofC (the sixers stole all the private police documents about disciplinary hearings and community relations, too and published them on the main sixer site, so the cops start off their relationship with Stô:Lō MST Country on their back foot)
  2. a lot of cops left town at the hand-off…. they saw the writing on the wall. between 1/4 million people fleeing the lower mainland convinced that the takeover will ruin the city (besides destroying their investments) and the news that violent cops will be disciplined, much yeeting occurs. which means there are fewer police
  3. they’ve instituted dismissal proceedings for every cop with a misconduct complaint involving custodial and domestic violence, stalking, racism, sexism, homophobia and misuse of public funds, and you get two flavours of dismissal; one involves getting your police pension, and the other involves trying to sue the city, in which case you don’t get your pension and you get fired, ha ha ha. NEXT!
  4. Even if you aren’t dismissed, you have to RESWEAR YOUR OATH OF OFFICE to the people of Stô:Lō MST Country, NOT THE QUEEN, NOT THE ELDERS
  5. Most police are disarmed. They have pepper spray and truncheons, and thasssallll folks. Armed police must requalify every sixty days and stay clean as a whistle in terms of public complaints. Police are not required to carry weapons. Police not carrying weapons who are injured in the course of their duties get all medical expenses, no questions asked.
  6. All police have their names, stations, photos in AND out of uniform and badge numbers available to the public for reference purposes (the idea of a perp book for cops was too delicious to resist)
  7. The pension plan is now controlled and directed outside of Canada so the feds can’t fuck with it (Iceland, gotta love Iceland).
  8. Police are no longer required to wear full uniforms to work. They need a hat and a badge for identification. (beaded badges come into fashion, and indicate various things about the specific police)
  9. Police are allowed to take second jobs, mostly training cops from other police forces about how to deal with sixers. They are not allowed to provide security services for pay, though.
  10. There are number of places, including the expanded Chinese embassy grounds, where the cops don’t go.
  11. AND OF COURSE, if you want to complain about it, you get to go to the Justice Longhouse of Stô:Lō MSt country, where two of the judges are elders and one of them is a sixer, and court runs 24/7 and you have to stay put until your case is called, and there are no lawyers who understand how the court works who aren’t Indigenous, so best of colonial luck with that, pal.

still super sleepy

I’m sleeping less at night and more during the day, which isn’t particularly healthy. Jeff’s sleep cycle is a bit jarred from normal as well.

Forgot to mention with yesterday’s walk there was so much cottonwood fluff in the air I’m glad I was wearing a face shield.

I am SO GLAD I don’t live in downtown New West.

The NOISE this will generate, my god. Because of where we live we get to listen to the trains, especially where they cross the water at Annacis Island (the echoing and banging is quite something).