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Yesterday we had us a thunderstorm. Very unusual for the Pacific Northwest. It rains a lot, but mostly it’s that non committal, drizzly, boring rain that makes you want to shoot yourself because it’s just enough to be a bother, but not enough to be exciting. Yesterday was exciting. I sat on the back porch [...]
Not the most original title, but it will have to do. It’s freakin’ freezing out there. It says it’s 20 degrees outside, but it feels more like negative 20. Our pipes froze this morning but Matt got us fixed up in no time. Take a look at this, would ya? That’s the view from our [...]
it’s cold here. it’s cold and tomorrow there’s a 90% chance of snow. me and my fantastic rack are freezing. today i slipped and nearly fell on the slickery sidewalk in front of god and everybody including the hot UPS guy with the great package. i then proceeded to act as if this had not, [...]
in summer, i don’t write about summer things. but i don’t write about winter things either. it’s only when the wind is blowing like razors across my cheeks that i can’t seem to stop thinking about those lazy days that roll out long and hot; the sun beaming new freckles directly on my shoulders for [...]
today is the first day of summer. and it rained. it rained hard. it rained old school. it rained with a fury. like a tempest. it was like a tempest out there. and my hair. my hair looked like — well it was just bad. that’s all. i just needed to update.
A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.

Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden; one which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what? With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak solitude of your room, you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock, all that which flees, all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which sings, all that which speaks, ask them, what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, they will all reply:
"It is time to get drunk!
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! With wine, poetry, or virtue, as you choose!"
Charles Baudelaire











