Now that I have your attention:

STOP!!!

Just stop, OS! I can't get any work done.

Everybody just stop posting.

 Let's all just stop for two weeks. I need to finish my projects.

Today I intended to ignore you all and saw the Studman Interview, and Judy's… Read full post »

I fear I have too many fears. I fear I had too few, for too long.

I fear my love is not real, my compassion a facade, that other people feel something more real, more ecstatic, more steady, when they love.

I fear my love for my children will devour me at times,… Read full post »

I stand in the dark hall, halfway between the well-lit kitchen, and my blue-lit office. Deb has followed me, after we talked; I see her shape, backlit, hands together, 4 foot 11 inches, asking me if I am able to finally eat other than soup. I say yes, I think so.… Read full post »

Highlights from this week's schedule

on the all new HAXXXION Channel

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Friday, 8 PM: 

World Premiere  STC Movie:

Open Fire III: Assassination Christmas

This time Hank Harder (Gordon Rock) must face down terrorists who seize h… Read full post »

Dear me at 17:

Run.

Run as fast as you can.

Stop blaming everybody else.

You are an idiot.

You will spend most of your life cringing involuntarily about every stupid thing you ever did, especially just before falling asleep, so do as few stupid, cringeworthy things as possible.

You are beautiful.

It wasn't… Read full post »

Convolutions ahead. 

 But OS, the internet, all of human interactivity is defined by convolution, and the consequences, good and bad. If we struggle with convolution, and solve it, we solve all. Yes?

 As if we could.

In a recent post, itself a post about other posts in which… Read full post »

Face it: the Now sucks.

Live in the moment. Uh-huh. Happy existentialists my ass. Most of us are content to live in the forever present of disaffection and regret.

The truly happy are those who preserve the delusion there is more, beyond now, beyond what is available, beyond the liars,/… Read full post »

Hey everybody! I got this anti-gays-in-military email from those awful AFA folks.

But it turns out you can use their tool to do the opposite: SUPPORT overturning the ban.

http://www.capwiz.com/afanet/issues/alert/?alertid=14663686

AND you can add your own message to their public bulletin board at t… Read full post »

The Right isn't wrong, per se. They're just stuck.

Consider this dilemma: you are Conservative, and a decent joe, a good egg, a regular gal, and you worry about gangsta culture, about the sexualization of youth, about rapid culture change.

About the drift from Faith, which you hold as necessary for… Read full post »

Kansas fills the eye.

Swollen with blue-green wheat, veloured with bristling corn; all the Earth falls beneath its compass.  The lush wonder of it was ordinary to me, growing up, even as it seemed to upswell below me. Trudging from elementary school to framed home was like walking on the uppermos… Read full post »

A group called Symphony of Space with their thrilling aural reconstruction of the magnificence of our universe, as expressed by nonbelievers.

The gospel music of science and reality, at long last.

What? (what did he say?)

Hey, can you tell those kids to stop screaming in there? I didn't hear what you said.

Whatsit, Karen -- KEVIN -- I know he's a "dude", don't talk to your father that way, I just made a mist- look: she walks away. I'm saying something to her… Read full post »

my identity. hah.

with my eye inside, my I inside,

I identify my "I"

I identify "You"

I identify with fine lines, You and I, because

we cause each other. we are Us, as a result.

but still, inside: I. Just I. You. just You.

every external thing is chaos.
because cause and effect affects my affect,
and I… Read full post »

I write as myself. Sometimes I write "true" and sometimes I write "true enough" in the keywords, to keep myself relatively honest; that is, when I consciously alter facts or aspects, or make a writerly compression. As I write these words I realize: for some of my truest pieces, it doesn't… Read full post »

My father wore a brace on one leg.

The rubbed chrome peeked from under the cuff on both sides of one leg of his slacks. The metal sides ran along his shoe, and angled into his black leather sole. We looked down, afraid, ashamed, when we stood near… Read full post »

On Mysogyny? plumbing is only part of it.
    
OK, so I see the gyny part of it and I notice Greek roots, so the correlation with plumbing is pretty  much there.

But I raised my daughter alone from age 1 thru 6. I changed diapers in men's rooms in the… Read full post »

I re-solve to do exactly as I do: to write no matter what.

If I break I will write.

If I lose my way  I will write.

If my colon or my prostate needs more surgery I will write.

If I have more kidney stones I will write.

If… Read full post »