After decades stuck to the fly paper of a place I wasn't supposed to live in I realized: I could leave. And I did. I uprooted & moved to a new state that I knew I was supposed to live in - especially at this moment in history. The wit of the governor does not disappoint.

!! After a few solid months of upending all the things to move to a whole new city, I was able to actuallyset pen to paper & attend my #memoirist #writinggroup. I learned that using the wrong pen (since the right ones are still packed somewhere) makes me terse.

Today, T wore his May 4th attire: a #kentstate t-shirt & I wore mine: a #starwars t-shirt. After years of us doing this, we realized they really are the same shirt. In sentiment, at least.

Apparently, Garth C. Clifford has taken the title of what I was thinking I'd name the next chapter of my life. I guess I'll go with "Adventures in friendship & eventual mischief with corvids in the verdant new seaside city of the Babs."

Of all the things I did not hesitate to pack to move were the many boxes of art. Home is where your art is.

Can totally agree. You can tell by how forlorn I look whilst bound & gagged on a viking ship built atop a golf cart chassis during a long ago St. Patrick's Day Parade in Phoenix.

After the reveal of surgery success & that she was great, he mentioned "shar pei skin has a lot of amyloids in its structure". I wanted to fill my head with how shar pei skin works, but what looked to be the most promising result no longer exists. Off to the wayback machine for me. ❤️ #dogfaces!

I'm pretty sure I've seen a comedy bit in which a doctor starts a discussion with such wording that tragic news is following... but it isn't. (Was it Dr. Hibbard?) The phone call from my vet after Peaksy's dental & growth removal was like that. My eyes teared up - but all was fine. All turned 1/2

Time- traveling distracted boyfriend #meme from the #California Pacific International Exposition in 1935 #SanDiego #BalboaPark

Until I got this #puppy photo last night from my best friend from 8th grade. In some amount of weeks, this #babydog will roadtrip to my household to understudy the #seniordog. ❤️

Peaks ihas been shouldering the burden of being the sole four-legger of the house since the loss of Kizzy last autumn...

At last! Tonight the hiatus ends and the #memoir #writinggroup I'm in meets up online! So many of my stories have been simmering, but the sunlight on my memorial shelf at this time of year pulls me to inking out the story of some ghost. Tick tock 4 hours & 17 minutes left to write anything.

Lucky. All I got is a selfie with miss Jane's standee at a talk I attended. But I do have an amazing best pal & an amazing vintage #detroit tigers starter jacket, so kinda the same.

New calendar came in the mail yesterday. This is the time each i year i get to look at all the things scribbled across the months of last year & transcribe them for a new year.
Recollections, resolutions and intention settings feel a little different at the dawn of 2025, tho, amirite?
#TheyLive

Trying to #write about the weight of a thing & cannot dance pen on paper until I know: what did paul bunyan's mother say when that baby got so heavy? In questing for this, I found out an individual can sign up for a @jstor.bsky.social account & read a 1960 bit on thoreau & frosts bunyan pieces.

A gal, years back, gave me a sticker.
A decade's passed since I've even known of the gal, but the sticker remains. Stuck.
It says: FIX SHIT UP

Start.

When #writing it happens 1 of 2 ways...
either like a sneeze.
some explosion from my head to my hand at maddening speed of a memory of an event.

or with the thought "once upon a time"
that allows me to stop and wander through the mundane wondrousness of a time.
and I flail at describing it.