It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.
I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?-
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Category Archives: true stories
YOU.DON’T.OWN.ME.
No explanation required. Dedicated to my mom, my grandmas, my aunties, mis primas, my students.
Posted in Family, Friends, Life, Music, Politics, The Future, true stories
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Tagged civil rights, Election 2012, Leslie Gore, Politics, President Obama, presidential elections, Women, You Don't Own Me
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From November 4, 2008 to November 6, 2012….
River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy, Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home. It’s a far gone lullaby, sung many years ago. Mama, mama many worlds I’ve come since I first left home. Goin’ … Continue reading →
Posted in California, Life, Politics, The Future, true stories
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Tagged Brokedown Palace, citizenship, civil rights, humanity, Obama, President Obama, presidential elections, Presidential politics, Thomas Jefferson, voting
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We have ourselves quite a misogyny problem up in here.
Perplexed. That is what I am on a good day. Enraged is what I am if I allow myself to ponder on things too long these days. I feel like Bruce Banner. Without the mellow jazz, bongo drums, huge bag … Continue reading →
Posted in Absurd Shit, Life, Politics, true stories
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Tagged 14th Amendment, Amelia Bloomer, Avengers, Bruce Banner, Counter culture, equal pay, equality, Ezekiel 25:17, gender issues, Hulk, legitimate rape, Lily Ledbetter Fair Pay Act, personal beliefs, personal politics, Phyllis Schlafley, Piedmont High School, Politics, Pulp Fiction, religion, Richard Mourdock, Roe v Wade, Rosie the Riveter, Rush Limbaugh, Samantha Bee, Sandra Fluke, small government, The Princess Bride, Title IX, Todd Akin, women's rights, women's suffrage
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In search of the beginning…
You wake up (this has happened more often than not) and look urgently for the familiar. That strange segue from sleep consciousness to whatever we are now calling the waking hours is murky. Viscous, one might say if they were … Continue reading →
On the occasion of a birthday.
My birthdays tend to be a bit over the top, in both style and duration. I realize this is a bit silly and juvenile, but so are many things that I also like. I also realize that this tradition would … Continue reading →
Posted in California, Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Family, Friends, Holidays, Home, Life, true stories
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Tagged birthday parties, birthdays, expectations, Family, Friends, gifts, iPad, planning, Virgos
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The Cowboy has left the building.
From the beginning A was uncomfortable with the label, The Cowboy. She said it objectified him and she did not like it. I giggled like the schoolgirl I appeared to be emulating, “But it’s cuuuuuute!” I countered. She shrugged. In … Continue reading →
Posted in Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Friends, Life, Philosophical Underpinnings, Relationships, true stories
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Tagged honesty, labels, love, love-life, objectification, personalities, personas, realities, Relationships, The Cowboy, truth
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Silver linings that shine brighter than all the diamonds in the world…
Balance exists in our lives. It is not always easy to see, and if you subscribe to certain eastern philosophies, you may never recognize this balance as it permeates myriad lifetimes. But, as I accuse some people of the need … Continue reading →
Posted in art, Books, Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Family, Friends, Life, true stories, Work, Writing
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Tagged balance, break-ups, cruelty, eastern philosophies, Junot Diaz, karmic balance, kindness, power of words, Relationships, Students, teaching, This Is How You Lose Her, thread of hope, words, Work
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This morning has sucked. How the day goes? It’s a choice, right?
I have heard that people in partnership (though I think it is probably sage advice for those not as well) should never go to bed angry. I like that idea. I make every effort to always make that happen. But … Continue reading →
Small Rant.
I am in a ranty mood. Here is a small reason why: Walking to work this morning as I came out of the Bart station someone came up behind me and touched my shoulder. As I turned around, like as … Continue reading →
Posted in Absurd Shit, California, true stories
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Tagged annoying people, Berkeley, public transportation, Rant
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Another True Story.
There are all sorts of things going on in my head right now that I should be focusing on, so instead I am going to tell a story about another person. This is probably sort of shady, but I think … Continue reading →
Posted in California, Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Family, Life, Relationships, true stories
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Tagged childhood, Family, growing up, Life, Relationships, true stories
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Amanda
No, THIS is how you do it... 