The story so far... Prelude Mon Jul 21 This is the day I had an appointment with my car dealer to install the trailer hitch and wiring harness on my vehicle. I'd already pre-ordered the parts, and made sure they'd arrived before I brought in my car. I took my car to the dealer early in the…
The story so far... Prelude Monday, I go to work as usual.On OkCupid, they ask a question for the profile: name six things you can't do without. I've noticed that about a third of the responses to this question include "my iPod." This includes me. When I saw how common that response was, I thought about removing…
I have a friend who works as an actress at Renaissance Faires. ("Excuse me. I'm not an actress. I'm a performer.") OK, I have a friend who's a performer at Renaissance Faires. Let's call her H.H was at a Ren Faire in Texas last April, working with her touring partner. The two of them had a disagreement. …
I was going to entitle this post “What polyamory means to me,” but I thought that sounded too much like a grade-school essay: “What democracy means to me,” “What America means to me,” “What freedom means to me.” Perhaps we can consider this post as one of a series that I started forty years ago in elementary school.
From the title, you probably think this post is going to be about romance and candlelight and kisses. Nope!
(I suggest you read Parts I and II before reading this post. But you don’t have to. I’m not the boss of you.)
I’m writing this post the next day, after the seder.
It’s the night before the night before Passover, as I discussed in my previous journal post. I’ll spend most of tomorrow preparing the meal, so that I can be ready to actually cook it the following day.
This coming Saturday it will it the 15th of Nisan, 5768. (Can you believe it? I'm still writing 5767 on all my checks.) For those who keep time by the Gregorian calendar, it will be Saturday, April 19. As I'm sure you know, the 15th of Nisan marks the beginning of Passover, the Jewish festival of freedom.…
I spent some time crunching the numbers last night. This has been my worst year as a Tarot reader ever.Don't get me wrong. It's lots of fun. At the NY Ren Faire this year, I picked up a new hobby: sphereplay (google it... it's fun!); working at the Forest of Fear gives me time to practice it.…
The Forest of Fear ended this past weekend. After reading at the New York Renaissance Faire for two months, and reading at the Forest of Fear for one month, my cycle of doing paid Tarot/Rune/Palm readings is over.This means that I've got my weekends back again. This coming weekend I'm going to veg out, watch a DVD…