From an email I wrote, today:
OK, the new issue of Tumbleho.me rocks. Specifically: Ralph’s piece on children and gaming (which ended up longer than he intended and is the better for it!), my how-to on sewing a swimsuit, the graphic artwork, some great local writing from poet and bibliophile Dwight Johnson, and three delicious recipes. There’s more stuff of course, these are just kind of the crown jewels of the business.
The zine will be available gratis in April, when the next issue publishes. I adore, adore! receiving writings, poetry, artwork, media reviews, and photography from committed and talented individuals. Please consider contributing!
I’m also, newly, on Tumblr. A couple friends & I are doing a little blog project, LE CREEP MAMA. If you’re on Tumblr, please submit or email me for the blog password for the latter. kelly AT hogaboom DOT org.
Tonight: 6 PM Pacific Standard Time, #BondBFFs with my friend @court_anonymous and whomever else is COOL ENOUGH TO JOIN US. We are watching the third of the Bond films, Goldfinger. FEATURING my favorite Bond girl of all time, Pussy Galore! Galore was played by Honor Blackman at age 39, and is to date the oldest actress cast as a Bond girl (the oldest Bond was Roger Moore, who played the spy at age 57 in A View To A Kill). She is also so damn fine I go to my happy place every time she’s onscreen.
Goldfinger is the only Ian Fleming Bond novel I’ve read. I read it in grade school, but even at that young age I remember being repulsed by the book’s misogyny. To wit, Bond “turns” Pussy from lesbian to dude-lovin’. Worse, the book KILLS OFF Tilly Masterson, another lesbian who doesn’t sleep with Bond by the way, and immediately upon her demise Bond says, ““Poor little bitch. She didn’t think much of men.”
VERILY THOU MUST WORSHIP THE TROUSER-SAUSAGE OR YE WILL BE SMOTE
Follow our commentary at #BondBFFs on awesometi.me; better yet, get your copy of Goldfinger*, pause the film immediately after the MGM lion fades, and press play again at exactly 6 PM PST according to this site’s clock.
* (My advice? Buy a legal version, and download/torrent it to put the file on the computer through VLC or some such, so streaming internet doesn’t make viewing stutter.)
We Hogabooms, after much discussion etc., are pleased to offer a full scholarship to the Life is Good Unschooling Conference here in Washington State, in May. Please read on about how you can support this – or apply for it.
As some of you may or may not know, our primary source of income has not been receiving pay raises as per “normal” for a couple years; & in fact has been receiving cuts, as the result of state-wide budget changes.
As of this morning I have a debit card hooked up to my Paypal. Any donations sent here – and I do appreciate them – are used for groceries, pretty much immediately. Sorry I’m not too glamorous about blog donations, but, there it is. Probably pinto beans, coffee, flour, milk, bananas, peanut butter, &/or Nutella will be involved. Unless you want to specify I use the funds for something specific. By all means.
I appreciate all forms of support. Thank you, my lovely readers.
I have been released from the wheel of suffering in some way I cannot fully explain. In a film I viewed last night, I seem to remember a man talking as if some great power picked one up and shook one like a snow globe. I perceive things entirely differently than I used to. My insides were shook up and are now reorganized. I am not sure if others can tell. It is one of the most joyous experiences of my life, and it continues steadily day by day.
Today I walked with my son a few miles in the cold. We had good winter clothes to keep us warm, and we had one another for company. He is so incredibly dear to me, and I get to be with him every day.
When I go places people often stare at me. I do not know if it is my appearance, or if it is my Being, or if it’s just Grays Harbor and people gawk (this is a real thing!). Perhaps I have been stared at this way before, and I only notice now. I know I am more Naked than I used to be, and I am as they say, “comfortable in my own skin”. I don’t mind being stared at as I don’t feel anxiety around other people. Very often [she added].
For many years I was not comfortable in my own skin. I was too this or that, or not enough one thing or another. Other people did not behave in the ways I wanted them to. So I had to arrange a great deal of things in my life, to find life tolerable. I flitted from pleasure to pleasure and I decried the existence of those people, or events, which gave me pain. I don’t live that way now and I hope to never live that way again. I am aware I may not get to decide a great deal about my future, but I am grateful for this experience. Life is quite the gift.
Local class: I teach you how to sew a cup cozy at Grays General. The class is in one week and registration is due today. This cozy can be used on the trendy Cuppow/Mason/Ball jar, on your favorite mug (or an ugly one you want to cover up!), and even as a sleeve on disposable cups. The design idea comes from Ashley, although I winged it & wrote my own instructions etc.
Sew a Coffee Cup Cozy
December 4th @ 5:30pm
$20 Registration Fee
Instructor: Kelly Hogaboom
This easy-to-sew coffee cozy works on the Cuppow, on to-go coffee, or even at home with your favorite mug. All materials provided including an instruction booklet to take home. Coffee, tea, and biscuits served! Signups due one week prior to class.