Friday, May 27, 2016
a day in Cheyenne
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Terry's Bison Ranch
Then we went to the Cheyenne botanic gardens but couldn't see inside the greenhouses--they were closed. Actually we only found one greenhouse. There was loud construction going on and loud music for the workers. But we walked the labyrinth while listening to "Sweet Home Alabama."
Then we went to Terry's Bison Ranch where we rode a homemade train around the ranch and saw a herd of bison, including some babies. It was amazing. We had bison food pellets for them, and we took turns feeding the bison by hand. It was like feeding a cow by hand.
The other people on the train were cowboys and a cowgirl and they asked really good questions of the tourguide, questions we would never have known to ask. They were a blessing. They were coming back in the summer to help with the rodeo.
The homemade trains were fun. The one we rode made a lot of noise, so the tourguide had to yell to be heard over it. We made a quick dip into Colorado. The ranch is huge.
I liked when we were feeding the bison and were stopped for a long time. I sat by the open window, close to the bison, and was blissed out. They used to be my favorite animal, other than human beings, but I don't know what my favorite animal is anymore. "That was like a religious experience," I told Ming as we walked away.
So I don't know if that was the highlight of the trip. It's 100% chance of thunderstorms this afternoon. There's an indoor pool and Ming went swimming last night. Maybe he'll swim again.
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
on the road
Monday, May 23, 2016
This demo lacks one of the two singers. I think the other singer adds a lot. I liked her very much. So that's unfortunate.
I like how their songs have movements. I like songs with different parts. Seems more complex and interesting that way. It makes them seem longer too.
The picnic had too many dogs for us. Sometimes they played and I was afraid of them playing near me.
Ming has done a wonderful thing. He's put a cooler and a paper grocery bag in the special place on our kitchen floor which is the place we put things for a trip before we load them in the car. I can put some snacks I like into the paper bag and we will be one step more ready for our Wyoming trip.
Sunday, May 22, 2016
the things we do
Today we have Food Not Bombs. Beforehand we see a friend's chickens. Then a friend is playing music at a restaurant. Then we have a party about a time bank. There's also the punk picnic.
Tomorrow Ming does permaculture work at the Catholic Worker house. Then he attempts to send the newsletters at the special post office place where permit mail is sent.
Then Tuesday we leave on our trip! Yay yay yay!
Saturday, May 21, 2016
let him go
Friday, May 20, 2016
Can I go to bed now? It's not 7 but I'm out of spoons.
I got this Ganesha necklace. It makes me feel good. It's brass.
I need to get my pics off my phone if I want to be able to take pictures during our Wyoming trip. It's full again. I wish they made it easier.
Thursday, May 19, 2016
Yesterday I sat in a Target foodcourt, one of the most miserable places I have ever sat waiting for Ming while he was at an appointment. The florescent lights blared above me. Everyone seemed sad. My soft pretzel was no consolation. In fact, it was kind of nasty. Pretzel salt could not redeem it.
It didn't have that chewy, pretzely goodness. It was more like pathetic bread.
I read some mail, wrote a letter to my friend in Manchester, and read my book about Wyoming. It starts with an overview then Cheyenne, which is great.
I felt bad for all the people in red shirts working shit jobs for not enough pay. For the guy working the register who had to tell person after person that the oven so broken so no pizza, no breadstix. No churros either.
PMB wants a do over of his birthday. We didn't celebrate because he wasn't up for it, but I guess now he is. He wants to go to Veggie House then have a party. I volunteered to make plain popcorn. I asked what kind of soda pop is vegan.
Wednesday, May 18, 2016
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
Monday, May 16, 2016
three neat things
Something else which was nicely surprising, bottom shelf of the "look what's new" endcap: vegan marshmallows! Haven't tried those yet, though.
And organic strawberries that taste very nice, though it's hard to please me with strawberries that were not picked fresh that day. I am spoiled by the strawberries of my homeland.
dessert vs desert
This morning we went to the goddess temple and sang for a long time. Then Ming slept on the floor on cushions while I rang the bell. I rang the bell and danced.
Then we went for a walk in the desert. It was rattlesnake-free.
Sunday, May 15, 2016
Meanwhile, the rice is good.
Maybe our beans are too old. We are using old dusty donated beans. They're free.
Saturday, May 14, 2016
in which our hero is shocked
Our meeting this morning was okay. I liked it up until the end when someone got angry and stormed out.
Talking about poverty, intentional poverty, and whether we're Catholic Workers. Ming came home from the movie saying we're Catholic Workers, which shocks me. But I guess it was the intentional poverty thing that was the only issue holding him back.
I got my special number from the community college. But I can't figure out when I can register for fall. Some basic facts are hard to find. I don't think it's me--I think it's them.
Political prisoner letter writing night at Rainbow's End this evening.
Friday, May 13, 2016
quilt be gone
I also registered for the local community college. But they were supposed to send me a link and it never came through. So I don't have my number.
I'll have to prove my residency too, which is hard since I'm not a normal human being.
H and Ming got the swamp coolers set up yesterday and we never turned them off so it's cold in here, but it's supposed to hit 99 today.
Ming is out at a permaculture workday at the Catholic Worker. Soup this morning was vegan, made with TVP, and Ming brought some home for me. Delicious!
Thursday, May 12, 2016
I don't want to climb any mountains, but I found it kind of inspiring.
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
Do you know how swamp coolers work? There's a pad made of birch that has to stay wet. Air is forced. They work pretty well up to 90-something. I think you need new birch pad every year. So he has to get up on the roof.
What size is it? You have to buy it in a roll. You cut it yourself.
There was some facebook drama. I decided not to say anything. Jackassery occurred, but I don't want to step into the debate because my community is at stake. Strong feelings, youngness, black & white thinking. Name calling. Finger pointing. Taking things personally. I hate facebook.
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
how much for that deity in the window
"Isn't that wild?" I asked. "Do you think they meant gold, or god? If they're selling God, I'll buy him! How about you?"
"I don't know," Ming said.