I said back in the post about the customer with a gun that I’d tell you about the other time I was scared in a strip club. Here it is. I was running so late. It was back when I was going to school, running a business, advocating for kids, and dancing a state away… Continue reading I Was Chosen
Month: March 2008
Cooing Epiphanies
Katies dog, Mutt, is trained in Algonquin. She says the prettiest words to him. Wendiha, mostly. (I’m sure I’m spelling that entirely wrong). She says “coo! coo!” sometimes too. Like an owl or a mama buffalo, but faster. I thought it meant hurry, at first, because she always said it when she was holding the… Continue reading Cooing Epiphanies
Just Say Hell No to Wage Slavery
Sooo many people say to me, “I wish I could live in a van and travel around like you. I just can’t be a stripper and there’s no way to make money on the road.” First of all, van dwelling is not expensive. I think I spent way less than $5k on gas and food… Continue reading Just Say Hell No to Wage Slavery
Herbs For Beginners: Part Two
After the first version of this I realized how much I left out. Of course, if I put everything in one post it would be too much, so I guess it’s going to be a progression. If you read that then hopefully you’ve gotten outside with a field guide and identified some of your local… Continue reading Herbs For Beginners: Part Two
Book Review: Julie of the Wolves
This book totally inspired my life. I think I read it a hundred times the year I was eight. Then I ran away to live with the wolves, having learned everything I needed to know from Miyax. Miyax is taken from her father at fishing camp and sent to school in a town, where she… Continue reading Book Review: Julie of the Wolves
Stripping, Class, and The Secret
When I was a kid things were really simple. People with running water and jobs were Stupid Rich People, and you felt a little disdainful of them because they were stupid enough to spend their lives working so that they could spend their money like sheep. Running water, junk food, new clothes. We didn’t need… Continue reading Stripping, Class, and The Secret
How to Dumpster Dive
There was a whole dumpster diving culture where I grew up, so much that the stores started locking their dumpsters. It was okay, though, we stole their keys and made copies of them. I lived in a bookstore then. A few of us did, it wasn’t radical or anything, we were just homeless and the… Continue reading How to Dumpster Dive
I just manifested wi-fi
I am sitting here in my relative’s driveway. They go to bed early (well, midnight) and I don’t. This is good, because I get plenty of time for Bro snuggles and dulcimer playing and stuff in the dark quiet. This is a driveway with no wi-fi. Trust me, I’ve checked. So, I’m sitting here watching… Continue reading I just manifested wi-fi
Seven Things
CK over at Divine Purpose tagged me with this meme. I’m supposed to tell you seven things you don’t need to know about me. Here goes: 1. I’ve been wearing the same pair of socks for a couple weeks now. They’re wool, and wool doesn’t smell bad even when it’s dirty 2. I own one… Continue reading Seven Things
Hobos I have loved, v.4
We were driving through Montana in the bus when I saw him coming down out of a hill ahead of us. It was a pretty steep hill, and he was using his walking stick to keep upright, a big canvas pack on his back. The pack was what caught my attention. It was one of… Continue reading Hobos I have loved, v.4