Monday, December 14, 2009

Fresh Kill


Hubsan told me that I finally got a letter back from Inouye. I wrote to him about budget cuts and my clients back in February; apparently this warranted the same response S's letter about the public option from September did.

Things That Make the Cat Yowl:

when i squeeze her
when i get home and don't pet her right away
when she's hungry
car rides
dogs
when she gets lonesome in the middle of the night, and forgets how to get back to bed

Sunday, November 22, 2009

This is not my photo, but it is my memory, too.


I am ashamed of being miserable.


There are too many lists rattling around with things I miss and ghosts and unwritten letters and blank canvases and names, names, names in my mind right now to effectively organize a distant but endearing blog post.

I'll be thirty in the blink of an eye. Where have all the years gone?

Saturday, July 25, 2009

So lately it's warpaint.


And nerds.

For whatever that's worth.





Things I Miss Today:

guess.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

All my spies are watching you...



to see if you will fall. But I'm not a'tall, worried at all...

I can only speak in song lyrics some days.

I took this on one of the duck-poop benches at Wailoa whilst talking story on the phone.

Rituals/Rites of Passage I Heard Mentioned in Class Today

funerals
puberty
conception
graduation
marriage
going to school for the first time

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Here comes Nadine....

Nadine, Nadine. That girl has got skin just like a ghost.

Took this photo of the moon at Wailoa Park at sundown.

Words I Wish I'd Heard Today


subtext
crush
vital
integrity
compose
dreambox
candlewick
closure
crystal
zenithworship
skintwist
miracle
moxie
lush

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Char-sui Blanket Scope

It's time, folks. They are deciding the fates of many a Cali couple as we speak...write.

I wrote two emails and 4 letters to various questionable authorities about the recent cut-backs in my state that are savaging the services of vulnerable adults. Part of it went like this:

Please consider this: two of the families I work with have come here from other countries, I spite of the personal cost, to receive the attention and simple aloha available in Hawai'i from programs like the Arc. In one of these families, the only person who is truly bilingual is also an almost completely nonverbal autistic young man. How can a family like this reasonably expect to appeal this decision, no matter how convincing the case? There is a reason why this place we live is special, and the cuts we have made do not reflect that. They are short-sighted at best and cruel at worst, and there is no sense of aloha in what has been done.

I was a better writer once upon a time, but I like to think my passion makes up for my incompetence. I feel better, anyway.

Things I Think About Before I Go To Sleep:

that's private, ese.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you...

Without some propaganda to step to.

There is a limited amount of activism one can do from another state when it comes to Prop 8, but it is suggested by the ladies responsible for said picture that it helps to blog about it.

It's interesting to think that blogging could serve a higher purpose.

NEwayz. Check it. I did a presentation at our church about Prop 8 and discovered and consequently promoted several local options for activism in Hawaii. I think about rollerskates and activism a lot these days.

Things I Believed When I was a Kid

that doing the right thing would always be easy
that doing the right thing would always make me feel better
that i would always be the kind of person who could do the right thing
that the right thing to do would always be obvious

PS:
I am still living with the ghosts of all my childhood ambitions, and I suppose we all do.