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Elisabeth Moss in The Handmaid’s Tale

Thursday, July 5th, 2018

Elisabeth Moss in The Handmaid’s Tale

Monster, Idiot, Prez*

Wednesday, June 20th, 2018

Monster, Idiot, Prez*

*hat tip to Charles P. Pierce, Esquire

1. Are you Prez* voters happy yet? Your mealy-mouthed-man in the White House is destroying relationships with our allies while licking the armpits of the strong men dictators of the world. I hate you all, I will go to my grave, decades from now, hating your fucking stupid guts for bringing this man to power, when the evidence of his behavior was there for anyone to read, (oh, I forgot), insulting my country and destroying the lives of the next generations.

2. His rallies aren’t news, they’re reruns of a starved ego who feeds on the applause of his lies.

3. How does it feel to be a Prez* Christian, you Prez* Christians? You white puppets? What does it feel like to love your pussy-grabbing, children-hating, weak and fey fat obnoxious man Prez*?

4. Your Prez* is a P I G Hog, snorting his fucking way into all of our lives, disregarding the humanity, the civility, of this country. AMERICA!

5. I will be one of millions who plan to hold you Prez* supporters and voters accountable, along with your Prez* when and if this this ever ends and when and if we have a country left to rebuild. If we don’t have a country left to rebuild, to rejuvenate, then that is on you and your ancestors, Prez* voters.

1995: Home on Shingle Mill Creek, Vashon Island, for Sale by Owner

Thursday, June 14th, 2018

1995: Home on Shingle Mill Creek, Vashon Island,
for Sale by Owner

Enchanting, absolutely private, 2 story, 2 bedroom, 1 bath, cedar home, oak floors and carpet, skylights, cathedral ceilings, electric baseboard heat along with centrally located wood stove. 1300 sq. ft. on approx. 2.5 acres overlooking Shingle Mill Creek in Cedarhurst Canyon, 1000 sq. ft. of decks with 3 outdoor stereo speakers; small wine/root cellar. Septic tank system. All kitchen appliances and washer/dryer included. Spring fed water supply. 10 minutes from north end ferry.

Detached artist’s studio, 250 sq. ft., water/power, wood stove, insulation/drywall, leaded glass windows; exciting remodel/upgrade potential.

Detached 2 story, one-car garage/workshop, 200 sq. ft., power, insulation/drywall, also with lots of remodel/upgrade potential.

Property is located in a secluded forest, with cedars, firs, alders, fern groves, numerous fresh water springs and, it’s a bird watcher’s paradise. There are no visible neighbors. The main house, artist’s studio, and garage/workshop are in a beautifully landscaped clearing, conspiring to make the Home on Shingle Mill Creek one of the most unique properties on the Island.

Terms: Cash out, possession at closing. (More extensive financing information will be made available to seriously interested buyers.)

1. Taxes: $2021.93/year (good for ‘95 & ‘96).

2. Insurance: $524.00/year (includes earthquake coverage).

3. Asking Price: $189,500.

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2018: Back to present time. Above, I transcribed, word for word, the advertisement that I wrote when Luke and I decided to sell our home on the banks of Shingle Mill Creek on Vashon Island and move to San Diego. I received a full price offer the first day it was on the market and just like that, snap, we had U-Hauled ourselves to a condo in San Diego, 10 minutes from the beach.

But that is just the first part of the story. In May of 2018, Luke and I returned to Vashon Island to visit our friends Peter Criss and Brian Fisher, the famous artist, and while on the Island, Luke and I decided to go visit our first home on Shingle Mill Creek.

We were anxious as we started our drive down to the house on the steep, curvy dirt road, the house and canyon I wrote about in my novel, Dancing on the Cellar Door, after I moved to San Diego.

My skin vibrates when I think about what we discovered last month at the end of the road that led to our house in the canyon - my skin buzzes when I reread the ending of Dancing on the Cellar Door - my skin full on dances when I connect the reality of what happened to the house in the canyon and what I imagined in the novel, the premonition and the magic were always there but the reality was not, until last month.

There will be a Part 2 of this Blog entry, I cannot get it all out at once.

Stay tuned.

Memoir Complete

Tuesday, March 20th, 2018

MEMOIR COMPLETE

This Blog needs some good news and I have some.

My memoir is complete.

I don’t want to give the title away just yet but I can tell you that writing about my life from birth to now urged all kinds of Campbell cells to scuttle out on their own and spread their stories.

I could not stop them.

Memoir Complete.

I can tell you that I am having fun, right now, right this second as I type, and I can add and also tell you that I feel good, eyes crinkled up from laughing, a new haircut and oh yeah, I completed my memoir.

Memoir Complete.

My old printer used to talk at the end of a printing job, after the last page was printed. It was a husky, don’t argue with me voice. It said,

“Printing Complete.”

“Memoir Complete,” I say to my old printer.

Do people laugh out loud anymore?

Do you?

I enjoy nothing more than hearing deep pelvic vibrations bursting up into the guts and lungs and throats of people around me, through vocal cords and over tongues, out the mouth and through the lips until the earth moves just a blip on its axis at the same time the laughter catches a jet stream and spreads around the globe like a missing star.

“Memoir complete.”

My Comment RE: Bode Miller’s Olympics Skiing Whine & Moan

Saturday, February 17th, 2018

Bode Miller

RE: Bode Miller: Mr. Miller, just because you are an Olympic phenom does not grant you the right to ruin all the skiing events you cover with your whining and moaning. You have endless opinions about the rules changes but you only make them when skiers are skiing. Hold a press conference, Mr. Miller, don’t opine and whine during a skier’s run about rules the average viewer, me, has no knowledge of. And, cheer up. This is a sport you love, apparently, but I do not hear any joy in your voice.

My Comment RE: Maureen Dowd’s February 17, 2018 Op Ed in the New York Times

Saturday, February 17th, 2018

Maureen Dowd

DHC Hillcrest, CA Pending Approval

Ms. Dowd - you cannot continue to be bipartisan in your OP EDS and expect that your arguments will hold water just because your brother is a Trump supporter. It does not mean that we have to suffer through your well-reasoned opinions only to run aground on a former shoal that sunk a ship that has already sailed and sunk. We are a country that slaughters children on a regular basis. End of Story. Anything before, above, under or beside that is beyond the point of reason. We are a country that is now controlled by Republicans on the national level and in a majority of the states. So call them to action and do not dare divert our attention, once again, which is what the NRA does, to that former sunken ship. We must act now even though now is not soon enough. I don’t have the all the answers but we need to have a national discussion about yes, the politics of slaughtering our children on a constant basis. Damn it!

Trump Troop Review?

Wednesday, February 7th, 2018

What, fucking review the troops, like a 2 bit dictator, in our soon-to-be 2 bit dictator country? This from the lying, women assaulting, racist, wig-wearing asshole who got 4 Vietnam draft deferments on account of Bone Fucking Spurs? Is there no shame? No limit?

No shame?

No limit, as he drags our country through the mud, into oblivion?

It’s not make America great again - no! It’s pull America down so far we won’t be able to recover, ever, again.

I am not making nice… All you assholes who voted this pretender into office - I have 7 words:

You
Are
Responsible
For
What
Happens
Next.

Mathilde Krim, amfAR, 1926-2018

Thursday, January 18th, 2018

RIP ~~~ Dr. Krim ~~~

My God, what a gruesome time the beginning of the AIDS epidemic was… Thank you, Dr. Krim, for all the work you did, all the awareness you brought to the AIDS epidemic through founding amfAR (The American Foundation for AIDS Research) in 1983. You deserve more credit, more coverage of your selfless commitment to finding a cure for AIDS. Here’s why:

I listened to a radio show on NPR yesterday called, The World, hosted by someone named Marco Werman, produced by PRI. He admitted to Kevin Frost, the CEO of amfAR, that he “knew nothing about her,” meaning Mathilde Krim, even though, as Mr. Werman admitted, he’s in his fifties.

And then for some reason, he mentioned Woody Allen!

Woody Allen?

How about Elizabeth Taylor, a co-founder of amfAR?

Dr. Krim founded amfAR in 1983, the year my first friend died of AIDS.

RIP Dr. Mathilde Krim

“noble Holiday”

Wednesday, December 27th, 2017

“noble Holiday”

another birthday is headed my way

January 1.

Having a gathering of my loved ones out for a celebration at Hillcrest Brewery. I imagine ordering a few Pearl Necklace brews and then later a pizza with a thin crusty crust, topped with goat feta cheese, basil, black olives, anchovies, artichoke hearts, garlic, spinach and drizzled olive oil.

I am grateful for the love of my man, the love of my life, the laughing man, the honest man, the sexy man, the one, oh - you know - we are coming up on 35 years together come November - “noble Holiday”

I am grateful for my southern foundation, cracked in places but filled with an astute aerie of loving people, family - forever - we share a history, a herstory to be exact, most of it herstory.

I’ve spent the past few months deciding what to do for my next… I gotta make a… shake things… dance.

My story. Stories. No 13th floor.

My years, all in a row.

What

a

time

I

am

having.

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"Lest any doubt that we are glad that they were born Today

Whose having lived is held by us in noble Holiday

Without the date, like Consciousness or Immortality -"

c. 1870 Emily Dickinson.

Alabama

Tuesday, December 12th, 2017

Alabama

You reminded me tonight
of the south I grew up in -
big love and laughter -
agreeing to disagree
always
disagreeing to agree

Huge win
Huge relief
Huge dream

Big breath.