Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Glorious unemployment

It is autumn and I'm happily unemployed. For now, I'm holding the time bandits at bay and have moments to get almost all the things I want to do in a day. I've planted some starts and seeds in the backyard and am anxiously awaiting their debutante parties. I am exercising this neglected physical self again and giving over to the pleasure of many cups of coffee with my lover after languid mornings of not-having-to-be-up-quite yet.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Roof cat

Far from post-coital I am lying in bed with my boyfriend in the early evening. Our pants are on, we are horizontal with the accumulated weight of the world. I’m under the covers; it’s cold in California in early fall but the warmth and the softness is good, it’s all right for right now.

He shows me the cat on the neighbor’s roof, a roof cat. Never seen it on the street or on the sidewalk.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Lost in noodle nation

I’m lost and you’re not coming in so clear these days, having a big old crisis of the identity everywhere you look. Not quite confident enough to be someone looked for.

With much of lives and love built around a tool that is still mostly used for the purveying of pornography, we become a nation of backaches and strained eyes. Noodle me this lover, noodle me a whole nation at sunset

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Is this how I always look at parties?

Monday, August 4, 2008

So this is what 8 hours a day feels like

Squash blossom cephalopod
I got you in my feelers

Monday, July 7, 2008

4th of July

earthpig and ratmonkey on tour in bolinas

Monday, June 16, 2008

Earthpig and Ratmonkey

"So I guess you'll have to marry the Ratmonkey,” Stevo said with resignation in his voice.” As with anything concerning me, this blog would not be complete without the frame of reference my rat friend provides. Ratmonkey and Earthpig, two great friends and explorers. Moonwatchers and shuffle race champions. Helen and I found one another and talked all through a night and into the next morning over eight
years ago. We drove my little VW pickup to see the sun rise on a hill in Soquel and it looked like a dancing egg so we danced along to the slow dawn and knew without thinking that we would find a lot of sunrises together. Last weekend we ran into an old friend in Aptos Natural Foods, and were pleased with how we seemed. There was no need for him to ask if we still saw each other.