A day after writing Patchwork Solutions, my latest post, a kid at the library asked me for The Patchwork Girl book by L. Frank Baum. Seemed trippy. Maybe I need to read it. The Patchwork Girl, aka “Scraps” is a living doll, fashioned together from (one would guess from her name) scraps. She was brought …
Tag: oakland
Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes
Last night I played a show at a local venue right up the hill from my apartment. It was lovely. At first, we had a small audience, my fellow musician friend and I, but then people started walking in, and after a time, there were a number of very attentive people watching me and listening …
I Miss You Sweet San Francisco
I spend a lot of time walking around the hills in El Cerrito looking out at the city (when there’s no fog). I miss the city and all it offered, from the sunset over the clusters of Victorian-style buildings to the ocean being on all three sides of me. I loved the kitschy downtown area …
Everything Turns Rose-Colored
I’ve been reading back through my blog entries. It’s interesting. You’ll find some missing because yes, I edited my life. It needed to be edited. It’s really interesting to watch the arc of event and emotion unite to pull me down into a rabbit (or gopher?) hole and back out the other side, in Oz …
Stephanie Plum, Lingering Thursdays, Books and a Schizo Red dog
Today is a long meandering day. Thursdays linger so long. It’s so strange how time can stop while you’re at work and then just chug on like a barreling train when you’re not. Just trying to find some stability in this new world I’ve created. Some routines, traditions, relaxations. Lately, books call to me. Books, …
Raised on Cement
Life’s been a little trippy lately. I’ve been real busy with work and extracurricular activities. Things are good. Ok, enough blogness. (Born of revenge Raised on cement Chaos create a government) -kmfdm) I know I quoted this same song a few days ago. It inspires me to write. It’s like my little alarm clock. When …
Dog-ness.
Why do people feel the need to approach a very shy dog with their teeth bared in a grin (a very aggressive look for dogs in nature) and their eyes staring straight into the dog’s eyes, expecting a naturally beta animal to look into the eyes of an obviously alpha beast, when in nature, this …
Shopping “in the Ghet-to” (the last three words must be sung out loud)
Who am I and what am I doing here? I am not going to answer any of those questions today. Instead, I’ll try to recapture the highlights of my life as a girl in not-so-nice Oakland. Yes, I, like all the other losers looking for cheaper rent and less stress, moved across the Bay after …