Category: junk drawer

  • Break

    Thank you, everyone, for all of your support on this site — I really appreciate it.

    I know that everyone is used to seeing multiple posts from me each day, so I wanted to put it out that I plan to take a day or several off from posting new material. I have hit a point where I feel a need to do a bit of a digital unplugging. Clear my head, redirect. That kind of thing.

    My absence isn’t the sort of thing that should be construed as I may have drowned in the bathtub… As tempting as it might be to do so at times. Or to do to me.

    The nice thing about doing so is that I should have some time to explore and focus on an old creative commitment I made a while back that I never got around to working on.

    I might post some “ancient history” poetry in the meantime, from that time where I originally made that commitment. I’ll note the original post date and if I’m made any significant edits when I do.

    I’m looking forward to seeing you in a few days, give or take.

  • half-penny thought

    sage bundles in a pot for smudging
    Photo by Ginny Rose Stewart on Unsplash

    Poetry is my incantation; writing, my ritual…

  • Lessons learned

    Oh! The trials and tribulations…

    Can you imagine my surprise when I was denied access to this site this morning?

    The error message I received from Firefox and Chrome were similar and made it sound like I might have been hacked. “Lithuania”, “geoblocking”, “security certificate invalid”, and all kinds of unsmiley indications (including a spam contact message overnight).

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  • Fasting Out the Funk

    Photo by Dylan Vo on Unsplash

    There’s something appealing about taking up fasting again. I laid awake at my normal lay awake time last night (2.45am to at least 3.30am) contemplating taking up fasting. Not the hardcore fasting where you go for days on end. I’ve already proved to myself that I have that kind of willpower that it takes to pull that off. I lasted 7 days, or maybe it was 10 — I forget — when I was much younger. I actually needed to will myself to get back into eating after that period of time, whichever duration it was.

    No, what I’m talking about is something closer to intermittent fasting. I haven’t thought out the details, but I can see limited fasting as a mental and spiritual exercise. Besides, I’m starting to have a hate side of the love/hate relationship with food emerge again.

    Or maybe it was the thinking about that summer and autumn in Seattle before returning to Minnesota. Those days, I had to remind myself to eat. Some days I didn’t bother. I was definitely on a “I hate food” binge at the time. Coffee was good. I drank a river of coffee during that time. Smoked quite a few smokes too.

    That was all fine and dandy when it was just me living out on my own, but the family would worry about my mental state and health if I approached things that way now, so it would be better to just limit and eliminate some of my food consumption rather than all-out, hardcore fasting.

    I’m not sure what I would want to accomplish. I’ve got my eigengrau moods that come more often than they go. And it wouldn’t hurt to rewild my spirit a bit. A touch of hunger has a way of bringing out the feral.

    Maybe I can fast out the funk?

    There, a title for this post — catchy and topical. Just the kind of thing SEO managers love.

    Have you fasted? Any particular reason for doing so if you have? Do you think it is weird and unhealthy? Comment away!

  • oh, ffs

    Apparently, I’m a “commercial site” according to WordPress because I had the audacity to point to a book of poetry that I’ve written. Therefore, to keep Jetpack, I should pay them more than I have ever made on said book during its lifetime each year to keep Jetpack. Or remove the offending link/page. Not doing so will mean losing the functionality of connecting my site to WordPress.com readers.

    Which I have. Gods forbid I promote something I authored. They might not get their cut of my meager earnings. And a pound of flesh while their at it.

    I hereby certify that I make not one single penny from having this site up and functioning. Choke on that pound of flesh.