- Bringing back “idk you tell me”. I say it to myself when I ask a question without an answer, which is often.
- I am very grateful for all the educators I’ve had the joy of meeting (in text or embodied) in this life*, so then I cry about the educators. Later, I open my fridge on a hunt for kimchi, and I cry about the fridge when I realize it too is an educator. Grasping the metal handle, lit by the refrigerator’s techno-ominpresent glow, I recognize that this fridge is a part of a (&my) creation, because everyday experiencing and living is an education and a making. Then, I am again grateful for everyone/thing from microbe to N2 molecules, sediment to ancestors, and all that are living or being at this time in this place we share, but this time plus fridge and ‘man-made’ “object”. Cry at (with/for) the fridge.
- While researching potential graduate advisers, I come to the conclusion that the best geographers are in Canada. Slight bummage ensues because I have very little chance of attaining a TA or any financial assistance if I apply there. So, I let go of J. Sundberg, regretfully.
- Sandra and I pulled Purple Plum radishes and Parisian carrots today. In the evening, I sorted the vegetables at the kitchen counter. I gently washed the tiniest carrot of the bunch and popped it in mam’s mouth. She said, “ay que bonita” in a soft-humble tone. She is always thankful for that which sustains her, what feeds her.
- Sometimes I don’t care about anything.
*At a workshop, Dr. Johnson complimented a response I gave to a question posed by the workshop leaders. I replied, “I’m very glad that I met you”. To me, this is an entirely reasonable reply.
The seeds are always doing something, just not what you want them to.
It’s very easy to fall in love with Joseph Stroud and in like with Actor-Network theory.
Dr. Bradshaw is ~interesting, until he asks what kind of cat do we want without asking what kind of people do we want to be or what kind of relationships do we want to develop together.
Also, it’s very disturbing to read journalism that normalizes the infantilization of cats, as if Bradshaw’s work is the only reason one shouldn’t engage in a symbolic human-mother cat-child relationship, which materializes in a way that’s quietly pernicious for everyone involved.
Just writing to mention that translators notes are reminders of urgent French&others, but I’m typing this instead of practicing. “U - G - H”.
Tonight, Di retold the story of a friend who consistently makes regrettable relationship decisions which leave her feeling disgusted and unhappy. I could only reply, “I think we all have a little [Friend’s Name] in us”. We chuckled, then sighed. Tonight the [Friend’s Name] in me is an apparent avoidance of closeness. And although the translator’s claim that “there never has been, nor ever will be a ‘total’ translation” is true whether I read this work in French or in English, there is sense&sensuality in trying.
Wishing you a power-up,
see a sea of golden waves on black background
I am only pushing fingers on closed eyes
nothing at all
Definition Query: “IDENTITY”=‘Calculable’ AND “REASON”=’Objective’
No results, drawing error.
So - conclude to keep the brush moving
The ease is in the flowing wrist
Then comes my fit again:
I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air:
But now I am cabin’d, cribb’d, confin’d, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.
GIS Research Assistant
My expertise is squares. That’s what I specialize in. I have a very long CV concerning my experience with squares. My ability even includes moving circles to them. Extensive square knowledge, one might say I’m very well rounded when it comes to squares. (□)²