omg Friday links, revived! Don’t even pretend you haven’t missed it!
Purringtons: a new cat cafe in Portland, OR – just opened. I am going to go visit. Not even kidding.
Do to a Yoga Journal share on FB, I found Jessamyn Stanley, a fat femme yoga enthusiast who is currently Blowing. My Mind. Wishing her continued success, a safe and joyful practice, and many wonderful things on her horizon!
dance, you filthy, taut-buttock’d hippies, dance!
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First: after some sewing-room time listening to JCS, which is kind of one of my favorite things, I went online and found the ultimate Bob Bingham thread – Bingham also known as Caiaphas, who wore a novelty calculator on his sexy bare chest and a spray-painted acorn squash on his head. ZOMG so many great memories of singing the entire rock opera word-for-word with my HS girlfriends!
Second: I need any great pictures, video snippets, or factoids re: Billy Zane. Don’t ask why. Hush, child. Just: Trust. And post anything good in the comments.
Today: attempting to catch up on my writing commitments, I wrote a piece on Underbellie. I hope it helps someone.
Finally: you have a few days left to pre-order my zine and save a little funds. I have to be honest, my zine is in desperate need of help. I make about $1 to $2 per issue, and I think last issue (in February) I had fewer than ten subscribers. You can grab archive zines gratis; please do so to consider if this is a project you’d like to support or pass on.
Additionally, in zine news: I am offering up a sponsorship program. If you’d like to know more details, email me at kelly AT hogaboom DOT org. I am aware I just told you my zine is not enjoying widespread circulation; however, I do have a business plan for increasing viewership and response. So please do contact me if you’d like to support the zine in this way.
TTFN!
ED. NOTE – I am still working my little tail off trying to raise money for our participation in the Life is Good Unschooling Conference. Donations and/or moral support are much-welcomed as the clock ticks on towards the end of May!
It’s been a while but – I’m ready to install Friday link round-up again! Yay!
Social wellbeing: Why it’s OK to give to homeless drug addicts by Mark Johnson. This piece especially resonated with me. Rare to see such a deep understanding of addiction published in the MSM.
Social wellbeing: Badinter Protests Too Much by Wendy Priesnitz. Yet another convo about how our own children are keeping us down – this has been around for some time now – but nicely refuted by Wendy. Pro-tip, if your so-called progressive feminism mostly picks on women and their choices you might want to check your feminism.
My son begged and begged me to buy him the Kikkerland First Aid Box (Red) from Gray’s General. And I did. Now I need all the stuff that goes in a First Aid box. HALP I’m not even sure what that is!
Local: missing from Elma still, Cory Allen Kellis.
Nature is horrid. (Third picture down. THE EYEEEES)
and thirty babies are PISSED at you.
100 year old photos of New York city – freshly digitized, amazing, and up for your review.
The illusion of choice – click through and peruse.
Vadim Trunov, photography.
What’s inside an elephant? Interesting project, but don’t watch while eating.
Yahoo answers comes through for us.
A dramatic surprise on a quiet town square.
Cooking: @LLifeOfMine on Twitter came through with a great rice recipe. I used it last night and it’s fabulous.
Sewing: Figgy’s Patterns posted their new line, sized up to about 8/9. Shipping is May 10th. I got a testing sample of Banyan and as soon as I’m finished with my current project for Phoenix – and while I wait for the fabric to arrive for Dharma’s jacket – I’m so whipping up some of those pants for my little guy!
Sewing (again): I’m hosting the Open Sew here in Hoquiam, on Saturday!
Crafting: the spring Handmade Companion is out! Featuring a tutorial by the lovely Karen LePage!
My favorite picture on the internet this week:
Finally: ever feel like you just can’t get a handle on life?
I get a rush when I bike long distances and today was no exception (I’m already used to the seat, by the way). I had a full day including picking up a refurbished New Home sewing machine (squee!), then later a wonderful coffee date with my sister, just the two of us. Afterwards she took me next door to the bike shop and bought my new head and tail lights, in addition to a very generous gift certificate for the family. What a wonderful gift for us and a real blessing.
But the highlight of my day sticking to me now was about ten PM when my friend D. who’s tended towards shyness in the past agreed to ride on the back of my bike there in west Aberdeen, and we did a few loops in the summer street while people laughed a bit, circling around a big bonfire while P. played Foreigner’s “Records” out the stereo of his impeccably-shiny Harley.
Or maybe it was an inadvertant poem I heard early in the evening: “Pray to be sane / drank a Hurricane”.
Or later as it was cold out, meeting Ralph and Cole for hot coffee and pizza at the Mia.
Either way, things seemed to work out real well all day long.
