A year ago today, I was on the brink of moving to Brooklyn for a month. I had to get out of Arizona. The political climate and the unbearable loneliness lit a fire under my ass and I knew I had to figure a way out of my misery. I posted on FB that I … Continue reading Everything old is new again
Month: July 2019
I feel like glitter
I identify with Carrie so much. So so much. You can tell how I’m feeling by my glitter too. Right now I have eyelids covered in glitter. It's 3:30 a.m. I sprayed a friend with edible glitter earlier tonight. I know what it is to need tricks to bring yourself back from the brink of … Continue reading I feel like glitter
His name was Mark Garity
Mark Garity’s Murderer Sentenced To 20 Years They sentenced Mark Garity’s murderer yesterday to 20 years. He'd put a gun to Mark’s head and shot him, point blank. Then threw him out of the car and left him on the ground. On a street. At night. To be discovered later. All because Mark's girlfriend told … Continue reading His name was Mark Garity
Fitz and the Tantrums: bucking the standard and the loneliness of being a pioneer
The standard fit Ever been to the Smithsonian and seen the kitchen Julia Child's husband built for her? It's a grand kitchen. A place for everything and everything in its place. But if you look closely, the countertops are taller than your standard kitchen because Julia Child was 6'2" and her husband wanted the kitchen … Continue reading Fitz and the Tantrums: bucking the standard and the loneliness of being a pioneer
Just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in: Notes on SENG
I'm not done processing, but these are the things I noticed: 1) The struggle is real. The first panel I heard talked about disparities in gifted education access. Academics talking about all the barriers to finding gifted kids and funding their education. Very interesting. Someone mentioned how relying on the involvement of parents leads to … Continue reading Just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in: Notes on SENG
Observations on a voyage across a continent: Newark to Houston edition
It’s a travel day, and you know what that means: weird observations about mundane things I make into giant deals. 1) I saw the busted version of Timothee Chalamet (which is still better than most people). Curly locks. A white tank top, strategically ripped. An 8 pack? 10 pack? 12 pack? I don’t know. There … Continue reading Observations on a voyage across a continent: Newark to Houston edition
Executive Functioning: the standard bearer of my autism
First listen to this: Anxious Mess Podcast My friend Maddie, who has a graduate degree in Narrative Medicine from Columbia, sent it to me. And parts of it hurt in that way that only someone who knows my pain could do. I struggled my whole life with executive functioning. I got yelled at constantly as … Continue reading Executive Functioning: the standard bearer of my autism
It’s not in my head: female pain and the doctors who refuse to acknowledge it
So some mixed results today. I saw a doctor at no cost, but he failed to listen to me. He was perfunctory. He was cold. He was unyielding. He was awful. He listened to my heart for 30 seconds and the proceeded to dismiss every symptom I am having: swelling in the knees, legs and … Continue reading It’s not in my head: female pain and the doctors who refuse to acknowledge it
Mexico Lindo y Querido
Waking up and going for a pre-breakfast walk on the beach. Fresh cut papaya. Chilaquiles con crema. Menudo, the white kind. Beer out of the ice chest. The cool drops that fall on skin. Air so hot and dry it sucks the moisture out of eyeballs. Diesel fumes from the boat. The hum of an … Continue reading Mexico Lindo y Querido
Fat Cat…Christopher Street: Tribute
I'm at Fat Cat, watching a friend Jack (Colombian Israeli) play piano. But he's not THE Israeli. I've forgotten that Israeli with the next Israeli. Funny how one night can do that. And yah, there seem to be a lot of them in my life. It's been hot. Deliriously hot. So hot I'm covered in … Continue reading Fat Cat…Christopher Street: Tribute
Veneranda Jade 