dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Thursday, December 08, 2016

pupusas de loroco

Yesterday we went to the goddess temple.  It was fun having tea with the priestess and singing in the temple.  The sun went down.  We walked in the desert on dirt roads.  We talked about microbial desert crust.

Then we went to Costco for pizza.  I said how Costco depresses me because of the excess.  We talked about our grandparents.

At night back at the ranch, we talked about the langar post on my blog and its response.  C wanted to read it and the comments.  She made smart observations.

Today there are pupusas in our future.  And writing.

Wednesday, December 07, 2016

holiday appeal

Nevada Desert Experience is the interfaith peace org that Ming and I help run here in Las Vegas.  Here's the letter our dear friend Mark wrote as a holiday appeal.


pinball museum last night

Tuesday, December 06, 2016

us at Red Rock today


Good morning.  Yesterday we went to Tecopa hot springs and soaked.  It was fun.  And China Ranch Date Farm for dates and a picnic and a walk.

Now it's morning and dark.  The day is full of possibility.  First, breakfast.

Sunday, December 04, 2016

house mystery

Gmorning.  Today our friend arrives to be a houseguest for several days.  I should clean up a little.  I ate a bagel.

Maybe I shouldn't eat bagels since they are carb bombs.  Maybe I should talk to a nutritionist.  I'm trying not to get diabetes.

It's 37 degrees outside.  Last night I slept so well.  I slept almost the whole night!  I woke up and cuddled on Ming's back once, woke him up from a nightmare once, and had a little nerve pain.  But I didn't have to get up and pee.

While we were gone, someone moved around chairs in our house and unrolled the kitchen window's shade.  They did that probably so they could not be seen, which is creepy.  Who was it?  R told me it wasn't him.  I would rather it had been him.

Saturday, December 03, 2016


It's official--the northern route home is way faster for us.  We are back in Las Vegas and it's cold.  Ming's out running errands.

We took a heater from the backhouse for our houseguest who's coming tomorrow.  It works well.  Ming set it up here in the living room.  I feel my body loosening up.

I bought some passionflower tea at a Mexican grocery store and tried it out today.  Tastes like hay.  I wonder if there's some folk use of it, or medicinal use.

Lots of good flow of emails and such.  Communication's happening.

Here's a pretty candybar Ming bought.

Friday, December 02, 2016

that's what it's all about

It's our last full day at the undisclosed location.  We are at our favorite cafe.  Ming is eating deep fried artichoke hearts.

Yesterday was Mom's birthday.  We danced the hokey pokey in the backyard in the dark.  It was fun.  You gotta do what you gotta do.

Thursday, December 01, 2016

cafe today

it's by Shirley Jackson

Last night I told Ming and Mom the story of "The Lottery" which I thought was by Flannery O'Connor.  Oops, just looked it up.

It was a real downer.  I told them how I read it at school--it wasn't assigned, I was just flipping through the book.  When I got to the end, I nearly peed my pants.

So then as an antidote I told them a different story.  About the guy who's walking through the forest and meets a satyr.  He can blow on his hands to warm them and blow on soup to cool it.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

funny stuff

Some funny stuff happened today, but I don't know what it was.  Ming and I went out and had tons of fun, and then we came home and I took a nap.  I was too tired to take off my clothes and get into bed, so I just wrapped myself up in the outer blanket on the bed sort of like a burrito--I mean I was like a burrito--the blanket was like a tortilla.

Then I woke up and said hi to mom, who discovered the flowers I bought her and never got into a vase.  We got them into a vase.  They celebrated her birthday at work today and she brought Ming a piece of cake.  I ate one bite, and it was delicious chocolate.

Other highlights:

lunch at Plenty in Los Alamos
the perfect waitperson
when the flower guy at the farmers market offered me tequila
sugar-free coconut cupcake
reconnaissance mission at Costco
telling Ming my third-favorite joke

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

citizens of the world

This is one of my favorite songs.  Please listen!


The sky's so blue after rainy days.  Today we're going to see my bestie.  We go to lunch then a cafe or park or both.  Before, we painted butterflies.  Those days are over.  Butterfly time has passed.

Well, it's always time for real butterflies.

Mom painted my nails rainbow, and we saw a rainbow sticker on the back of a van, then we saw a real rainbow in the sky, vibrant.

Monday, November 28, 2016

Guest blogger again for another lovey dovey post

I love you, Primary blogger !

We are here at the undisclosed location post Thanksgiving holiday. She is spending time with her mother at this time. I hear the occasional Ricola horncall and know they are also playing the Draw Something game on their iPhones.

Today we went to a pier and walked a bit. It was 28 minutes past the highest of the high tide I saw, so my iPhone app told me. Then we went to our favorite cafe in SLO.

"What are you doing today ?" asked the worker behind the cash register at the cafe,
"We are out having fun" answered Primary blogger. She was going to ask how his day was going but he seemed in worker mode.

After writing what might be my last letter to a prisoner penpal (cause he is up for release December 16th, 2016) we then went for a stroll to the krishna cafe nearby. She had a bowl of steamed kale for $3. We then went to Indian food buffet, I loading up on saag and rice.

We then went to a track in a nearby neighborhood park and I walked two laps. An app on my iPhone tells me that I have only gone 7000 steps today, out of my goal of 10000 per day, so that is not ideal. Need to walk more tomorrow.

DuoLingo continues to be fun, I now at Spanish, level 6 and Russian, level 2.

Oh, time for bed.

Well, it is night here. I am back to blogging as Primary blogger has gone to bed and I am up now after we went to sleep together. My sleep specialist doc has suggested that in order to increase wakefulness and consolidate my narcoleptic sleep, I should get six hours of sleep between 11pm and 5am. I don't want to take more stimulant than I already am taking as prescribed for my narcolepsy, so that is my option, consolidated sleep, that I am doing.

I used to and sometimes do now, wake repeatedly from bad dreams, reoccurring throughout the night. I take a medication, an alpha-1 blocker, that is supposed to mitigate my bad dreams. Sometimes it works. Tonight it didn't.

I dream often of working as an RN after a busy nightshift, trying frantically to get work finished and done before the next shift of workers arrives. I dream (and recall) the criticisms of the day shift workers of what they perceive as 'easy' night work.

Well, I am getting tired now, again. Good night !

Sunday, November 27, 2016

new book

Mom's text tone is the one that sounds like a huntsman's horn.  It was going off a lot--I think my brother was texting her a lot.  "I feel like I'm in a Ricola commercial," Ming said, which made me laugh.

We bought books at the used bookstore, or I did, and I picked up two silly ones from the free pile.  Ming started reading one to me, and I think I hate it.  It's by Terry Brooks.  It's about a lawyer.  "Where are the elves and goblins?" I asked.  I guess they're forthcoming.

I got a cute notebook at the dollar store and some cayenne pepper.

My friend's got a new book out.  You can read about it here, and there's a link.


Saturday, November 26, 2016

day of fun

Yesterday we went apple tasting, walked at the pier, visited Avila Barn to see farm animals, and my relatives went on a hayride.  They also saw Santa.  Wtf.  I was nervous and evacuated.

Then we wanted some things and Ming drove me and him to Lompoc for the Friday afternoon farmer's market, only it didn't happen.  We took a spontaneous trip to the museum.  It was fun to learn about Native Americans of the area and look at artifacts.  I was just thinking about the different types of fishhooks.

Then we went to my favorite Lompoc cafe and I ate a power bagel.  I wrote postcards.  I txted.

Overall it was a highly rated day.

Friday, November 25, 2016

fry ups

Well, Thanksgiving happened.  Cooked a whole bunch of food.  Went well.  We bought Mom a tv antenna so we could watch Dad's football game.  Vikings lost.

Now the leftovers.

Thursday, November 24, 2016

necklaces I made my nieces and nephew

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Guest Blogger posts again

Guest blogger here again.

Yesterday was a day of holiday travel. We left Las Vegas, Nevada, at 5:06am and made great (fast) time to our current secret location. We rest stopped less than we have in the past, stopping this time on the trip at a country store for coffee, a cafe for a small breakfast, a restaurant for a snack, and a park for a walk. That was about it, not needing a reststop for simply rest. I am happy about that.

DuoLingo is a joy. I am studying Spanish and a little bit of Russian with it, with better success than language learning routes previously tried.

We are lucky, I guess, that we are able to take our "work" with us, as we are creating a Nevada Desert Experience winter fundraising appeal while on Thanksgiving vacation. I am also watching a training video online to find out how we may utilize an online program that will broadcast our appeal letter better to meet our needs.

Primary blogger is spending time with her mother as I write to you.

Today was visiting the Solvang Farmer's Market after doing some mundane general shopping for tomorrow's holiday festivities. I even utilized the link from last month's blog post from me to check the farmers' market schedule.

I am not planning on buying anything on Black Friday. There, I have announced my intention.

Guest blogger out.

Monday, November 21, 2016


Today I've had 4,552 hits on my blog so far.  Hello to any new readers!

Seems someone posted a link somewhere to my blog post about visiting the Sikh temple.  And I got a mean comment on it, insulting me for being disrespectful though the Sikhs I spoke with in person told me I had done nothing wrong since I didn't know the custom.

So that's unsettling.  I haven't been feeling well so took it easy yesterday.  Today we're having lunch with another activist here in Las Vegas.  Tomorrow morning early we leave town early for Thanksgiving.  I need to pack and go for a walk.

I've been writing letters, reading zines.  Ming and I went for a dusk walk yesterday, which was unusual, but I hadn't left the house all day.

I like our new thermometer.  It pleases me to know the temps in our house and outside.  I guess I am a low grade weather geek.

Sunday, November 20, 2016

out of character / in character

If you know me, you know I hate television.  But I signed up for hulu this morning.  I think it's because I have a good friend who loves Adventure Time and I wanted to see it.

So I watched the first episode, and I liked it, but it was still tv.

Now I want to write said friend a letter about Adventure Time.  If you know me, you know I love writing letters.

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Beans, Letters, Stories, Thermometers, Standing Rock, and DuoLingo

Guest blogger here again. It is 10:55pm. I just finished sorting and soaking the beans for tomorrow's Food Not Bombs Las Vegas food scooping. I have to wake at 4:15am tomorrow to begin cooking the beans for the serving beginning at 10:30am.

Earlier tonight the Las Vegas Political Prisoner Letter Writing night went well. This time, we got the names of prisoners from prisonbooks.info and from the Nuclear Resister. We had five cards and six participants at the gathering so the numbers worked out great. Each of the cards were filled, inside and out, with wellwishes and greetings.

I listened to some stories being told at a Tellabration event at the local library. That was fun.

It was cold today here in the Las Vegas Valley. Earlier today we got a thermometer to see what our temperatures are year round.

This morning the Las Vegas Catholic Worker did the regular food serving. Last night we were hosts to three Catholic Workers from Guadalupe, California, who were passing through to Standing Rock. They left this morning before the serving of food began. I hope their journey is swift and safe.

Today was a big duoLingo day for me. Spanish is progressing well. I apparently am now 13% fluent.

It is now 11:15pm and I got to go to bed. Good night.

Friday, November 18, 2016

two good deeds and fixing our own computer

Today my computer stopped working very suddenly.  I was using it and it blinked off.  When I tried to turn it back on, it wouldn't turn on.  I was concerned.  We were going to take it to Fry's but were too busy.

King Ron came over to chop onions.  He brought two friends.  Then two other friends showed up to pick up two bags of food for an impoverished person (good deed #1).  We all talked for a while.  Hugs occurred.  Good feelings.  I gave A some zines.

"I have a chromebook that stopped working," I explained on the phone to the geek I was referred to.  "Does that sound like something you could work on?" I asked.

The geek explained that he had never fixed a chromebook!  I was shocked!

Then he told me I should pop out the battery and put it back in and see if that worked.  He said that's what they do with laptops.

We were hungry so we went to Veggie House in Chinatown, which Ming had been wanting to go to.  We had delicious fake seafood.

As we were leaving the parking lot, we saw a man drop something.  It was a card.  I saw it looked like a Nevada driver's licence.

"Stop!" I told Ming.  I jumped out of the car, picked up the license, and went over to the red truck that the man was sitting in.  I tapped the license on his window, and he looked up from his phone, startled.  He opened the door and took the license from me.

"Thank you so much!" he said.  I said nothing and ran back to the Echo (good deed #2).  Ming was blocking the way for another car, and I felt bad.

Then at home I unscrewed the computer.  We opened it up.  It was a bit dusty, so I asked Ming to blow canned air on it.  He blew canned air on the green circuit board and I noticed liquid was coming out of the can.

"What the fuck?" I asked.  "Why is water coming out?"  It seemed wrong to get liquid on my computer's insides.  I said we should let it dry for a while.  We unplugged the battery and plugged it back in.

Long story short, my computer works again.  The geek was nice to tell me how to fix it myself.  He could have made a hundred bucks off us but chose to help us DIY.

The end!

Thursday, November 17, 2016

love thy neighbor as thyself

M:  Seems like they're starting earlier and earlier.
LM:  What are they even yelling about?

langar at the Sikh temple

Yesterday I was so sad.  But then last night Ming really wanted to go to the Sikh temple for their langar, and I gave in.  We picked up our friend C and traveled to the other side of town.

We took off our shoes outside in back of the temple, and I was surprised because if it had been raining, our shoes would have gotten soaked.

Some women in saris were entering the building before us.  I felt like a weirdo in jeans and my new tiedyed teeshirt.  I wore something on my head.  Ming wore something on his head, and C too.  It's required.

We went into the worship hall and some music was being played on harmonium and drums.  Men sang.  It sounded good.

There was a kid who seemed maybe developmentally disabled who kept staring at me.  I was sitting on what seemed to be the men's side of the room and felt weird about it.

We were all sitting on the floor, and there were no cushions.  My legs took turns falling asleep.  I stretched them out and got some circulation back.

It was interesting and boring at the same time.

My favorite part was when they handed out handfuls of sweet prasad.  I was given a lot.  It crumbled as I tried to eat it.

Then one of the main guys came up to us when it was over and told us we were not supposed to sit with our feet pointing toward the guru or have cigarettes in our pockets.  I apologized about sitting wrong, and he said, "Don't apologize.  You didn't know."  We assured him that we didn't have any cigarettes.  He introduced us to the temple's president, who seemed blase.

Then was food time.  We went into another room and got styrofoam trays and were served food.  I refused the sweets.  The food was good vegetarian Indian food.  It was served to us from buckets.

Then we got C and left.  An old lady said goodbye to us awkwardly.

Ming and our friends had gone to several langars, but this was my first.  I don't really want to go back, but it was bloggable.