Punked Pumpkin
These are some fallen pumpkin leaves from our raised bed gardens.
Princess
Princess. Named for royalty because she is.
Flying Monkey
Meaux, in a rare moment, under the influence of gravity.
Gertrude and Alice
Gertrude and Alice (Jeff and Meaux)
Barefoot and Maskless
What a week. What a day. I lost my cool with a store manager today who said he couldn’t require his employees to keep their masks on. “What if they also took their shoes off, hung them from their ears, and walked around the store barefoot? Would you ignore that also?” I wanted to say but just walked out instead as the mouth breathing MAGAs in line looked at me like I was being hysterical – Guess what, I was! – and I felt bad for losing my cool with someone who was probably doing his best just showing up when even grocery shopping has become a partisan theater of sneers. Memo to all who continue to support or remain silent about our impeached president and his bigoted politics of division and death: It’s working.
George Floyd
Honest Stuff I Make Up · · Tucson
Quarantine Quick Bread
On Wednesday, excerpts from an upcoming collection of oral histories, Don’t Get Me Started on Starter, were leaked revealing he was the last person in quarantine to make banana bread.
I am grateful for my parents’ examples
I am grateful for my parents' examples – good and bad – and the lessons I continue to learn from them.
Honest Stuff I Make Up · · Tucson
Rio
I said oh, you’ll know him when you see one of his prints. His stuff was everywhere in the eighties. I image searched him then went to his Wikipedia page. Standing at the sink, still in our pajamas and the pairs of magenta and powder blue latex gloves we wear while washing dishes together, we learned the artist died of a heart attack while doing aerobics in 1984, the same year I took up the sport.
Okay smarty, go to a party
Some fun with what's left of this year's poppies
COVID-1984
Pandemic poetry written on masking tape and attached to the electrical poles along Mountain Avenue
Normalcy and doting on prickly pear blossoms
April in Tucson is the most agreeable time of year to be here. Doting on prickly pear blossoms is something we’d normally be doing now, which is perhaps why this year with all that’s going on we’re especially losing our shit over them.