Tight Ass

So back in the day, in 2004 or so, when I was married to a Microsoft guy and still had snazzy health care, I finally went to a butt specialist doctorguy to find out why it had bled and hurt every time I took a shit since I was a teenager. It had taken me… Continue reading Tight Ass

Over three weeks at The Bosque

Learning Spanish

Behold: an hour of unscripted and unedited blabbing about my first three weeks at The Bosque, my mobile life in general, poop, art, conserving water, and things I thought might be interesting the the absence of virtually any input at all from my audience 😛 https://blab.im/b610d9d89d224186b63b49d34caa6832 And a highlight edit of my trip to Eronga… Continue reading Over three weeks at The Bosque

Roosters last day

The rooster I killed for meat at The Bosque

My slow start to my day includes sitting here gnawing on the leg of a rooster I killed for meat yesterday. Watching the video was actually much more emotional for me than doing it. I think that illuminates some things for me, including how tender and anxious I am about how I am perceived by… Continue reading Roosters last day

Next up: The Bosque Village

The conversations have been had, the mutual admiration has been expressed, the values and goals are well aligned, the time is right, the action item list is soft drafted. I’ve the plane ticket and the passport renewal submitted in plenty of time (presuming no catastrophic postal issues) and am thus ready to let the population… Continue reading Next up: The Bosque Village

Shed Lyfe: Commenced

I’m moved into the shed, and it’s basically heavenly. It’s warm, it’s comfortable, it’s just the right size of a project. It seems I could in fact actually have a much smaller tiny house than I had anticipated having, presuming I had access to a shower somewhere.. but life has occurred, business is slow, and… Continue reading Shed Lyfe: Commenced

Road Trip Cancelled. Plan of Action: Engaged

I have, roughly, $6000 in unappropriated savings, at current. I also have, roughly, 3 months left at my less-than-market living situation. This has incited an exceptionally stressful dichotomy of needs; and a sobering wakeup call to how unbelievably fucking expensive it’s gotten to live out here. I gave up the studio this month to slice… Continue reading Road Trip Cancelled. Plan of Action: Engaged