This morning I…. made COFFEE!  No, seriously. I know some of you think I can’t function without coffee and normally you’d be right, but we were in dire straits here at Chateau Felidae. When I first realized, just after Thanksgiving, that I was coming down with something nasty, I dumped the caffeine.  My go-to […]
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I have a firm conviction that if you give someone a warm meal and a hot shower, they can do nearly anything they set their minds to that day. Which is why my first and preferred charities have always been food banks. For several years, I ran #WillWriteToFeedOthers, wherein I wrote a story in November,
Putting my money where my plate is. Read More »
Boom. Done. I love having the ballot box just down the street. A nice walk, some fresh air, and my civic duty is done. And no, I don’t miss the “community-building” elements of single-day polling place voting at all. It was stressful and occasionally inconvenient, and they weren’t even offering cookies any more. And drop-off
Civics 101: My duty, my obligation, and my pleasure. Read More »
I’ve just taken on some new obligations (because I didn’t have enough already?) that requires me to drive into Seattle several times a week. Making the best of the situation, I decided to use that driving time, and pulled out the old language CDs to see if I could bring my Italian back up from
Language, children! Read More »
The Al Chet is a confession of sins for which we all must take communal responsibility. Traditionally spoken during Yom Kippur, part of the High Holy days (which begins Sunday at sundown with Rosh Hashanah), it’s a powerful bit of coming-to-terms with your own shit, and the shit you have allowed to occur around you.
via The Forward, An Al Chet for the #MeToo Era Read More »
So I said a thing over on Tumblr this weekend, and I think it may become the basis of a longer post (someone remind me to write this, because my brain is currently a sieve), but I think it’s a good thing to think about and chew on, not only for its relevance to the
I should write this. Someone remind me to write this? Read More »
It is Yom Kippur. I am not fasting (health reasons) and I have to work (there’s nobody to take my shift for me), but I am very much aware of what day it is, what the High Holy Days are, and what it means both to my greater community, and to myself, personally. Â In
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Still I remember. Until I am no more, I will remember. Absent friends, and the friends we never got a chance to meet. The world that ended, and the world that became. “Bear Witness” Years pass, decades, The revising measure of a lifetime Entire; I stand here still, Not stone not metal not fire but
This day, this day. Read More »
It’s been impossible for anyone in North America with any kind of media access to avoid seeing photos of the Houston flooding disaster, or to miss the worries of what’s about to hit Florida, with Hurricane Irma. But here in the Pacific Northwest, the sky is a thick grey that, back in NY, would warn
ok, so, risk of jinxing myself, but legal counsel says we’re good… After multiple delays of the paperwork and bureaucracy sort, an offer was made and accepted, and the co-op board approved the buyer. So, as soon as the final paperwork delays are over and a closing is set, I will officially be homeless. No,
Changements de latitudes, changements d’attitude Read More »