- Oakland, California, United States
- August 19
- Formerly posing as Yserba Berrington, now just posing as myself. In a former life I worked on music creatively for a living. Now I'm a hardworking slacker and occasional writer for no money at all, and I like it that way. I post fiction, ramblings, songs, photos, videos, whatever I feel moved to do. I'm kind of directionless. Welcome!
MY RECENT POSTS
- Should I Try Pot?
October 31, 2013 11:26PM
- lucy, the ghost who liked it
October 31, 2013 07:31PM
- God's Bad Metaphor At Lovely
October 28, 2013 01:04AM
- Today I Won A Best Video Award
On You Tube!!!
April 01, 2013 04:57PM
- I Slept Through The Dawning Of
A New Era
December 21, 2012 01:36PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Glad you posted this,
nicely written and I like that
video. Miss you!”
November 27, 2014 12:24PM
- “Looks awesome!!”
August 28, 2014 02:10PM
- “When they start selling
Honey Glazed Whoppers, I hope
cut you in on the
August 26, 2014 11:47AM
- “More!! I still don't
know how you can live where
garage sales most
July 29, 2014 11:00PM
- “I had no idea your house
was a TV star!!
July 25, 2014 11:55AM
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It was in his teeth. A blackness, a subscription to an outsideness, a painful contraction of burnt out trees scattered there among sand drifts and tidal debris. His face, lightly weathered and troubled, a tightness built into eyes of thought and separation. His arms, strong and lost, hung with… Read full post »
A little over a week ago, when I met with my surgeon, I got the go ahead for sex. It wasn't my favorite conversation, but one I had to have. It's not easy asking the handsome straight doctor very specific intimate questions about gay sex. But he was really great… Read full post »
It's that point in my recovery where I need to face the Vicodin problem. I'm feeling a lot better, and although I still have a strange feeling like there's an uncomfortable brick sitting in my intestines, and it does hurt sometimes, I can probably get by on Tylenol and Advil.… Read full post »
I had wanted to get one of my gayer songs posted in time for gay pride. For those of you who have been following the recent story of my health problems, it's kind of a minor miracle that I actually got one recorded. My voice came back 2 days ago,… Read full post »
I had fallen for one of my better friends a few years back, and he rejected me. He's gone on to lead a kind of sad life, and it's me looking back, being glad I got rejected, but still having complex feelings somewhere in there. He comes and goes through… Read full post »
Sometimes, I hate being me. I am one strongly opinionated person, and sometimes, I overstate my thoughts until there is no room for anyone else's point of view. I've learned to keep an eye on that, but more often then not, I just can't help myself.
Today, I watched… Read full post »
These are some things I wrote while in the hospital, mostly late at night after getting shots of fentanyl. It felt good to write, it felt good to know I could still think. Though maybe not perfect, hopefully I captured a little of what it felt like to be where… Read full post »
Last week, Tracy Morgan said he would stab his son if his son were gay. I'm not sure what could be a more offensive thing to say regarding any minority. And I'm sorry, I can't help but think if we plugged in just about any other minority in place of… Read full post »
In the hospital, time can take on a whole new dimension, a numbingly slow holding pattern while one waits to mend. There's a world outside, but it hovers a little removed, as if whatever happens in it is fiction. The only reality is trying to get better, minute by… Read full post »
I wrote this song and the piece of writing that follows 2 years ago. I was attending a small group of spirtually minded people who were trying to start a new church, and I did this as an Easter project. A big giant thank you to my awesome friend Felicia.… Read full post »
Last night after dinner, I took a walk around my neighborhood. It was one of those misty northwest kind of nights out, gray and sad. The world was teaming with straight couples and well groomed yuppies from the Oakland hills. Wealth and heterosexuality, two things I can't seem to… Read full post »
This song comes from one of those "what was I thinking" kind of times. About 4 years ago, mom passed and the man I had been with for 7 years was in the middle of a breakdown. A few months later he decided to go to Canada for a while to get… Read full post »
When I was 16, my best friend died. We had been playing Frisbee with 2 other friends in the park around the corner from my house. We were the four misfit nerd freaks who miraculously found each other. I don't know what inspired us to play Frisbee that day,… Read full post »
I wrote this as a song to go with one of my Yserba chapters. It's about Yserba being locked in a mental institution against her will, yearning to be set free into the land of health and people.
In one of those eerie coincidences, I found myself… Read full post »
6- 7 AM
I woke around 5 this morning. I turned on the news to see how bad things are in Japan. I found out about the Tsunami warning, which includes the west coast. All of the west coast.
To think of the hugeness of this event, that a… Read full post »
I've taken to the internet slowly, one step at a time. I was the last person I know to get a computer, and even then I refused to buy one. I got an old hand me down computer from a friend, which I quickly destroyed by getting a virus that ruined… Read full post »
Since my surgery in December, I've been recovering well. I'm eating healthy food, keeping up with work, not letting myself get too down. The only exercise I've been approved for is walking, so that's what I do, just about every day.
The closest nice place to walk is a man… Read full post »
I am a habitual garage sale junkie, a regular attendee of all manner of second hand sales. This past Sunday was the Oakland Museum White Elephant Preview Sale. Organized and run by the Oakland Museum Women's Board since 1959, this is the largest charity resale event in Northern Californ… Read full post »
...wherein a continuation of the story of our kindly and lovely yserba, earlier documented within chapter 1
Hello Kind Sirs:
My name is Charlie and I am a good family friend of one Yserba Berrington. I was recently pulling my cart past the Kraft Work Tool And Die on… Read full post »
Don't ask me why I'm compelled to write this, but what the heck. I listen to all kinds of music and I thought I'd give writing about what I hear a try. If nothing else, maybe I'll figure some things out about myself in the process.
This weeks… Read full post »
Written 1/2/11, just getting around to posting. I keep getting better!
Healthy Enough To Read
Being smart can be a struggle for me. I'm not one of those people that live glued to books. I read slow and carefully, and it takes a lot of focus and mental energy. My mind… Read full post »
I just read an article about how the awful Westboro church, led by Fred Phelps, is planning on picketing the funerals in Tuscon Arizona of the people tragically shot earlier this week. Famous for his organization God Hates Fags, Phelps has decided to expand his horrific horizons. He's not protesting… Read full post »
I'm a fan of Nevada. Well, most of Nevada except Las Vegas. Otherwise, it's an awesome, under-appreciated state. Hidden off desert highways are mountain ranges like the Ruby Mountains, or serene rarely visited places like Angel Lake, a lovely alpine lake that's at about 8,000 feet up,com/…
He felt the air approaching, brushing a chill through his body, causing the wound to ache with a deep cold. Just a block home, it seemed like a mile. The open wound from surgery 3 weeks ago. It seemed like a year sometimes, or at least a season.
Somewhere in… Read full post »
Recently, while standing in line at my favorite deli in the world, Genova on Telegraph Ave in Oakland, I got a sudden stomach ache. No fault of the deli, I had not even ordered yet. I thought I was getting a really quick sudden flu. I went home and almost passed… Read full post »
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