Two Weeks in the Life: February 22, 2026

Hello, friends and enemies. I’ve had a bit of a rough time the last couple weeks thanks to the arthritis and it’s been hard to do much. Two weeks ago, my knee started hurting a lot more than it had been and it even hurt to walk. I haven’t been doing anything high impact or especially strenuous, so I’m not sure what brought it on other than the ongoing degeneration of my crappy knee joint. The good news is I was already scheduled to get my first round of gel injections, also known as hyaluronic acid, the same stuff those Olympic ski jumpers have been injecting into their nether regions to try to get a little extra fabric in their suits, operating on the same physical principle as a flying squirrel. I’m getting three injections of what I’m now exclusively calling “dick acid” over the course of three weeks. The stuff takes a little time to work, but I am very much hoping it will do something for me because this pain is making it difficult for me to go about my business. I don’t want to get too optimistic but I think I’m starting to feel a little better. Thank you, dick acid.

Current Events

I think we need to start taking seriously the possibility that elections are not going to count for much in the future. Let’s start with the SAVE Act, which I was yelling about this time last year. This bill, which has already passed the House, would require “individuals to provide documentary proof of U.S. citizenship when registering to vote in federal elections.” This means you would need to show a birth certificate, passport, or similar to register to vote. Most people do not have these documents handy, or if they do have their birth certificate, it might not match their current name, especially for married women or transgender people. For something practical you can do right now, I suggest getting or renewing your passport (or consider getting a divorce and changing your name back!). You can now apply for passports online and it’s very easy; I just renewed mine last week. They seem to be moving quickly at the passport office right now, so I do recommend that women, in particular, take advantage of that.

Still, even if everyone has a passport and the documents to prove citizenship, this is a pointless and cruel piece of legislation. Voter fraud, which this legislation ostensibly aims to eliminate, is vanishingly rare. It’s not happening at scale. There is no voter fraud conspiracy. Immigrants are not working the system to find some kind of illegal voting loophole. One report found that “most reported incidents of voter fraud are actually traceable to other sources, such as clerical errors or bad data matching practices.” That’s it. It’s just people at work making mistakes sometimes.

Keeping people from voting seems to be one of the key developing projects of this administration. Last month, amid the chaos ICE has been visiting on Minneapolis, Attorney General Pam Bondi demanded that Minnesota turn over their voter rolls to the federal government. As The Guardian reports, “What do voter rolls have to do with ICE? Nothing. But they have a lot to do with the administration’s ongoing efforts to meddle in elections,” Wendy Weiser, vice-president for democracy at the Brennan Center for Justice, a thinktank, posted on X. “The administration may not threaten ICE deployment to pressure states to cooperate with its improper efforts to interfere in elections.” We also recently saw the FBI raiding the Fulton County election offices in Georgia. Despite being an obvious tantrum about Trump losing to Biden in 2020, this could have real consequences.

The Trump administration is obsessed with elections because of Trump’s vanity, among other things. Trump lost elections when his main opponent was a man and only won against women. Accusations of Russian interference in elections have followed him for ten years. He is so unpopular that Gallup is going to stop tracking presidential approval ratings. Per the article, “Trump’s second-term approval rating fell to 36% in December, which is among the lowest ever recorded by the company. The US president started his second term with an approval rating of 47%.” Trump only wants to play when he knows he can win. He wants to be putting up dictator numbers so he can say he won 90 percent or more of the vote. I’m desperately hoping he dies before his term ends so we don’t have to find out how serious he is about trying to run for a third term in 2028 (yes, I know this is illegal but I don’t think Trump cares. He’s already a convicted felon and yet he is the president).

ICE now has a budget that is almost equal to that of Canada’s military, and it would be the 17th largest military in the world based on funding. Why are we funding a military-sized force for something that is only directed at our own citizens? In Arizona, the state senate is currently reviewing a proposal to have ICE stationed at polling places. Very few people are going to turn up to vote when they could be kidnapped by ICE agents. California has introduced a bill to do exactly the opposite, banning ICE from polling sites, which is great for us but there are 49 other states to worry about. Still, Trump was out in public saying that we should “nationalize the voting.” I don’t think it’s unreasonable that his underlings may carry out this idea using ICE agents as enforcement.

I wish I had something optimistic to add or something we could all go out and do about this, but there are no longer any easy suggestions and I’m just here chronicling the madness because I feel compelled to do so. The way people are fighting back in Minnesota is probably what we will all need to start doing. Perhaps we also need to take a cue from this local hero.

Books and Other Words

cover for Bullshit Jobs shown on Kobo ereader
Bullshit Jobs

I can’t believe it took me so long to read David Graeber’s Bullshit Jobs: A Theory! This is exactly the book I needed in my life. I already have a lot of opinions on the nature and utility of many forms of work, but Bullshit Jobs added a lot of clarity and nuance for me.

Graeber begins with defining a bullshit job as:

“A form of paid employment that is so completely pointless, unnecessary, or pernicious that even the employee cannot justify its existence even though, as part of the conditions of employment, the employee feels obliged to pretend that this is not the case.”

He goes on to categorize bullshit jobs into five types: flunkies, box tickers, duct tapers, goons, and taskmasters, explaining their origins and how their different roles suggest that most of the “bullshitization” of jobs comes from political motivations, not economic ones. There are plenty of non-bullshit jobs out there, but because our we are “a civilization based on work—not even “productive work” but work as an end and meaning in itself,” we have created a whole class of jobs that don’t really serve any purpose except keeping people employed. This isn’t unlike the USSR’s “millions of dummy proletarian jobs” but we have “dummy white-collar jobs instead.” Graeber cites a survey that found that “37 to 40 percent of workers in rich countries already feel their jobs are pointless.” That’s huge! More than one-third of workers admit to thinking that their job accomplishes nothing. This is a huge drain on all of us; working 40 hours “regardless of what there is to do … def[ies] all common sense.” It’s delivering huge psychic damage to us all.

Graeber also addresses the idea that people who have bullshit jobs should just be glad of their circumstances. They don’t have to do anything but they get paid! Unfortunately, most people find that pretending to work all day is a huge drain on one’s creative energies. After a long day of putting energy into something pointless, most people don’t have energy left for much beyond watching TV and spending money on random shit, which Graeber terms “compensatory capitalism.” Yet, some people are able to find a kind of “guerrilla purpose” to combat the “spiritual warfare” of bullshit jobs and find ways to do useful things during work, although that seems to be a minority.

Ending the scourge of bullshit jobs is not going to be easy, in large part because Graeber writes that this is a political problem rather than an economic one. Creating lots of bullshit jobs is effectively a new form of feudalism in which corporations distribute resources and managers get to feel important by employing many underlings. There is also the issue of how people would be able to afford to live without bullshit jobs propping up so many people. Instead of corporate patronage, one solution would be something like Universal Basic Income, where every single person gets enough money to live regardless of their circumstances. Graber suggests that part of the reason we don’t have universal healthcare in the United States is that these dummy jobs are acting like a form of welfare. He mentions an interview in which President Obama explained that he couldn’t push for something like Medicare for All because too many health insurance employees would be out of a job. Bleak!

Tweet from @PopulismUpdates of a photo of man wearing a bowtie with the caption "Ulysses S. Grant's great-grandson, an author of gay vampire fiction." This is retweeted by @netcapgirl with the comment "i must study war so my sons can study business so their sons can study art so their sons can write gay vampire fiction"
oh, I think people would still find work to do

Another issue is that many people in bullshit jobs seem to envy people in jobs that benefit society—nurses, teachers, sewage plant inspectors—so we end up with a perverse logic like “of course teachers shouldn’t be paid much, they’re already doing a job that is important! The rest of us need to be paid a lot for the psychic torture of doing a bullshit job!” How do we get people to realize that instead of everyone suffering together, we could do something else? Literally anything else? We all want our lives to have meaning, but these fake white-collar jobs are not the way to to it. People love to argue that we’d get “bored” or do nothing at all without work, but we almost always see rich people who don’t have to work making art in one form or another. People want to take care of each other and make art! That’s the whole human experience!

This book also reminded me of some of the things I took away from Can’t Pay Won’t Pay by the Debt Collective, which, of course, did cite Graeber’s work (notably Debt: The First 5,000 Years, which I have yet to read). The Debt Collective and Graeber both discuss care work as something that could be considered the basis of the economy rather than making and selling things. Graeber talks about this as a form of “maintenance” work, in contrast to our typical image of a working class person, who works in a factory and maybe makes cars. But, as Graeber points out, you make a cup once and wash it 1,000 times, so why isn’t our economy centered around taking care of people and things? This in turn made me think of How Infrastructure Works: Inside the Systems That Shape Our World which describes caring for infrastructure as a form of maintenance that is disincentivized in favor of making new things, even though we have lots of energy available on this earth to maintain things and relatively few resources with which to produce new objects. Pivoting our economy away from having upwards half of the population doing jobs where they feel they contribute nothing to society would have huge benefits for the climate and the culture. The first step is convincing people that life could be different.

Meanwhile, on the internet:

  • Governor Newsom proclaims Ronald Reagan Day via the California Governor’s website. I swear to god, if you chucklefucks elect this man as our next president, I will scream. My current theory is that he’s going to announce he’s running as a Republican to save the soul of the GOP from Trump and fend of the worst excesses of the Democrats.
  • Meet the Gorgeous Winner of Japan’s Capybara Bath Contest via Tokyo Weekender. The zoos in Japan have a contest to see which capybara can spend the most time in a bath. I can only say that I hope I get reincarnated as a capybara in a Japanese zoo.

Computer World

I am proud to say that I’ve had two friends this week ask me about installing Linux. I’m certainly not an expert but the fact that I’ve done it at all makes me a minor authority, so that is cool. I learned that the Linux Foundation website has free courses available to learn about Linux and I think I’m going to take the Introduction to Linux course. I want to know how the computer works! It would also be nice to be able to help more friends escape the Windows ecosystem especially now that we know Bill Gates himself is allegedly a disgusting sex pest.

The other computer thing I learned is that my favorite ad blocking program, AdGuard, now has an option on Linux. You do have to pay for this one but it prevents ads and trackers from downloading at all, and you can install it on all kinds of devices. I did have to be brave and use the terminal to install it, but their site had instructions and it all worked fine!

Icelandic

I am currently digging into a new Wikipedia category for my Icelandic studies (and I thought I mentioned this before but couldn’t find it, so forgive me if I am repeating myself). I’m working on translating articles about Icelandic women into English and I’ve started with the “Icelandic women by century” categories, which currently has me writing about a bunch of rich ladies and abbesses (sometimes both at once!) from the 15th century. Some of them are badass, like Ólöf Loftsdóttir who got kidnapped by Scottish pirates, had her ransom paid by the Danish king, then went back to Iceland to help keep the English off its shores! Solveig Þorleifsdóttir got excommunicated from the Catholic church. The reasons are not totally clear to me but it seems like she was being loud and stubborn (relatable). The only bummer about working on these subjects is that a lot of what we know about these women is who their husband(s) and children were, and who inherited their money. It’s been a little difficult to purposely ignore articles about the men who intersect with these women because I do really like to complete a set and it feels like I’m leaving holes in the story. However, Wikipedia has way more content about men (according to a 2023 study, only about 20 percent of biographical articles were about women), so I have to remind myself that I am simply prioritizing women at the moment. The men can be someone else’s problem.

Doing Stuff

Last weekend we saw Sacramento Ballet’s performance of Sleeping Beauty. I went into it having seen the Disney movie maybe once and not knowing much else, but it’s fairly thin on plot: the princess is born and everyone dances about it, she turns 16 and we dance some more, she gets cursed to sleep (sad dancing), then the prince wakes her and everyone dances in honor of their nuptials. I was surprised to find that I was familiar with a number of pieces from this ballet because my ballet teacher uses it for her students all the time! So that was a fun little surprise. I really liked how they used the costumes in the performance to show how time had passed; the first act has big 17th-century outfits, but after Aurora’s 100-year nap, the dancers appear in Rococo fashions.

Kitchen Witchery

I’ve been keeping it fairly basic lately. I tried this recipe for chicken arroz rojo, which I am calling “Mexican inspired” and not strictly Mexican food (this is a NYT recipe after all). I added a lot more seasoning and served it with corn cake and some roasted acorn squash. It was good and it was easy. I tried a new soup recipe: curried coconut and red lentil, which we liked. I made some beet couscous with feta (recipe from Ruffage). I liked it but didn’t love it, but the point was to eat an extra vegetable so mission accomplished. Finally, I made a meal of tri-tip, mashed potatoes, asparagus, and rolls (the roll recipe is from The Bread Bible but the rest is just freestyle), which Kirk said was visually impressive (and also delicious), so I am sharing so you can all be stunned by my craftswomanship.

Cat Therapy

Finally, here are some cat photos for your nerves. Kirk bought some catnip bubbles thinking Fritz would be delighted and leaping around after them. Alas, Fritz is afraid of the bubbles.

Two Weeks in the Life: February 8, 2026

Hello, friends and enemies. I hope the news is not making you completely insane this week (but that may be asking too much). I, personally, am crashing out about it (keep reading to learn more lol).

Before getting into the heavy stuff, might I once again recommend you join me on chess.com (website or app!)? I’ve been learning to play chess with my friend Lacy and we are gradually recruiting more people to play with us. It’s actually a lot of fun. Playing chess on my phone has the added benefit of keeping me from scrolling social media too much. Why scroll when I could be improving my chess game? You can add me as a friend! My user name is linzmatic.

Current Events

I’ve recently witnessed a rash of online commentary on various accounts to the tune of “I liked you before you got political!” Leaving aside that comments like this betray an utter lack of literacy when they appear as, say, responses to an environmental activist drag queen (how in the world could this be read as apolitical?), there is no action on this earth that is not political. If you think you’re “not political,” this is a sign that your politics completely align with the status quo. The status quo, too, is political, but it has been rendered invisible to many. As Ursula Le Guin said, “We live in capitalism, its power seems inescapable — but then, so did the divine right of kings.” That is to say, choosing to not engage with politics is a way of ignoring the inescapable-seeming nature of the status quo. It is easier to close one’s eyes and tune out.

Unfortunately for all of us, the world’s wealthiest assholes are political beings. They are spending their time and immense resources on manipulating the world in ways that support their political goals. That’s not necessarily news, but the Department of Justice’s recent publication of another set of the “Epstein files” has furnished receipts that suggest all manner of political manipulation, far beyond the normal rich people activity of simply donating money to politicians. While the files do give us a lot more information, before we continue I must note that we have known Epstein was trash for a long time. However, to reckon with that, our culture would have to take women’s accounts of abuse seriously and we don’t really do that here.

the DOJ website with the Epstein documents ironically prompts users to verify that they are over 18
And they say irony is dead

Journalists and researchers are starting to piece together information based on the latest releases. One of the most succinct and damning pieces I’ve read so far about Epstein and friends’ political manipulation comes from a recent edition of Garbage Day titled Here’s how Epstein broke the internet. Epstein seems to have convinced Christopher Poole, the founder of internet hellsite 4chan to have a board for political discussion. This may sound harmless, but 4chan has long been the patient zero for basically all of the worst things that worm their way into the wider internet (for example, Gamergate, probably all of the incel subculture, and Q Anon). It’s truly not an exaggeration to say that 4chan is the backbone of the worst of internet culture. Hearing that Epstein may have been involved in stoking the anger of disaffected young men online is completely wild and, indeed, very bad news.

Not to sound too conspiracy-brained myself, but let us reflect on the fact that the conspiracy theory of Q Anon arose from 4chan, on the very portion of the forum that Epstein convinced Poole to keep. In case you forgot about this, Q Anon is, per the BBC, a “completely unfounded” theory that “President Trump is waging a secret war against elite Satan-worshipping paedophiles in government, business and the media.” We know Trump is the king of projecting; he loves to attribute his own wrongdoing to his opponents, like when he sued Hillary Clinton, “accusing them of trying to rig the 2016 US presidential election by linking his campaign to Russia.” Yet, we have evidence that the Trump campaign interacted with Russia in an attempt to swing the election. So it does feel plausible to me that he might be in league with political operatives that would seed a conspiracy theory that the Clintons and the Democrats are committing depraved sex crimes to create cover for his own depraved sex crimes. We spent the last ten years like “man, these people sound nuts! There’s no pedophile sex ring being run out of a D.C. pizza parlor!” But, uh, “Buried in all the email correspondence was a detail complicating the cultural archaeology of Pizzagate: The word pizza appeared 911 times as of February 2, though 60 references have since been removed.” That Vanity Fair article quotes a Reddit user who says “QAnon was an op to hide this shit in plain sight and make anyone who said anything about it sound like a lunatic.” and I’m frankly inclined to agree at this point.

Of course, Epstein’s activity was not limited to manipulating sad boys on the internet. The newly released files allegedly (everything here is alleged; don’t sue me) connect Epstein to huge number of influential people, to the point that I’m wondering how much of our culture was not created or influenced by sex offenders of the worst order. Wired has a rundown of some of the tech elites apparently involved with Epstein (not merely mentioned in the documents) including Bill Gates (founder of Microsoft), Peter Thiel (creator of PayPal and Palantir), Larry Page and Sergey Brin (creators of Google), and Reid Hoffman (founder of cursed website LinkedIn, among other things). Beyond technology, noted linguist and leftist Noam Chomsky is involved in some way and, in one of his messages, he stated that there is a “hysteria that has developed about abuse of women.” Ah, yes, we’re hysterical about the fact that “Nearly 1 in 3 women … have experienced partner or sexual violence during their lifetime.” Matt Groening, the man behind The Simpsons, took a ride on Epstein’s private plane and got a massage of his “crusty” feet. New-age author and University of California professor Deepak Chopra has a number of sickening exchanges with Epstein on the record. Famed author of Harry Potter Joanne Rowling also seems to be entangled in some way. There’s also Jay-Z in there and even Stephen fucking Hawking is one the record as participating in an “underage orgy” on the island (though the Hawking news came out some years ago now). This is to say nothing of the many politicians mentioned in the documents.

Beyond the obvious horrors of the abuse Epstein and everyone else involved allegedly carried out, I am stuck on the idea that so much of our culture has been created and maintained by the most depraved people on the planet. Epstein and everyone in his network are just one cultural node (albeit one that is apparently very large and powerful); we see powerful cultural icons outed as sexual assaulters all the time. Just last year Sean Combs (aka Diddy) was tried for sex trafficking and more. In my neck of the cultural woods, Neil Gaiman was accused of awful sexual misconduct and Joss Whedon has been outed as a creep, for just two examples of this happening in nerd culture. This shit is happening constantly. Stories help us figure out what kind of people we want to be and these are people telling stories that we incorporate into our sense of who we are. And yet, so many of our stories are coming from people who have so little regard for people—women, in particular. How has building our sense of self on the cultural output of these people affected how we see ourselves? Each other? What stories might we be telling instead if all the world’s rapists, sexual menaces, traffickers, and various sickos (derogatory) were not so heavily involved in creating the narrative of who we are as a society? Who might we be if our biggest cultural influences came from people who respected the autonomy of others?

Gif from TV show "The Good Place" of Elanor declaring "This is the bad place!"
The Bad Place

Coming back around, I would also like to know if anyone has checked in on Q Anon lately? You would think that this would be a big moment for them! After all, these people believed so hard in the Democrats, and the Clintons specifically, being baby-eating Statan-worshippers that some of them attacked the capitol building on January 6 in a failed coup attempt. However, The New York Times is reporting that “much of QAnon’s response to Washington’s Epstein excitement has been strangely muted, even dismayed,” which would be kind of funny if it wasn’t actually completely depressing. Unfortunately, as Mike Rothschild, the author of the book on the Q Anon cult notes, people who believe this will not change their minds when presented with new evidence that contradicts their narrative that Trump will save us from the cabal of baby-eaters, noting “They just sweep it away. There’s nothing Trump can do that will lose these people’s loyalty. Whatever his involvement is, they just pretend it’s not there.”

Part of the problem with getting these true believers to admit that their hero could be part of the pedophile sex cult that they’re so opposed to is that they are unwilling to cancel (if you will) their own guy. That’s why we see so many right-wingers online yelling at the rest of us “and what will you do if the CLINTONS are in there!!??” Man, I don’t fucking care if the Clintons are in there! If someone is committing atrocities, they are dead to me. That’s all I need to know to not support them. I will not support a rapist, sexual assaulter, pedophile, or baby-eater (Satan-worshippers I’m okay with though. They’re not hurting anyone). If that person was someone I looked up to or whose work I loved before I knew of their misdeeds? Well, I’ll be sad for what we lost and mad for being duped, but they’re gone. To me, this is the bare fucking minimum: don’t rape people. If we can’t stop engaging with and spending money on the cultural output of rapists, how can we expect them to stop? I can’t personally force them to face consequences but you can believe I’m never going to watch another episode of The Simpsons or buy a Neil Gaiman book again. I know this doesn’t hurt their bottom line very much but maybe if I tell my friends and they tell their friends, then a few people will join me and something will happen. If there aren’t legal consequences for doing literally the worst crimes we can imagine, then at the very least we can make shame great again.

This is also why it’s so maddening to see that the Biden had all of this information and, apparently or at least from the outsider’s perspective, did very little with it. Federal prosecutors had access to this information at least since 2020 when Ghislaine Maxwell was charged with crimes. Although we might assume they had access to it sooner since Epstein was charged with “multiple counts of unlawful sex with a minor” in 2006, which is back when Obama was president! We can’t say that the government did nothing because Maxwell is currently behind bars, although she was moved to a minimum-security prison after asserting in 2025 that Trump was not involved in any of the crimes. If Biden had truly wanted to prevent a second Trump presidency, why not use this information to start going after these people? Again, maybe he tried and we simply didn’t know but it’s hard to imagine that literally nothing came of the thousands of files the DOJ has on the subject of Epstein and his many associates. I think this also connects to why some people refuse to believe that this is real or serious. There’s a popular belief that, if it were true, someone in charge would do something (an idea that Sarah Kendzior has written about at length in They Knew). I’m not suggesting in any way that Biden was in on the scheme, but I do think it is important to ask why the top levels of government would ignore ongoing, systematic sexual abuse. It could be money. It could be that too many people from both major political parties are involved and the mess would ruin too many reputations. I don’t have that answer and I’m not sure it’s something we will ever get an answer for.

Finally, I’ve been reflecting on the question of whether being disgustingly wealthy makes people depraved, or if the type of people willing to do what it takes to amass a billion dollars were depraved to begin with (some are born depraved, some become depraved, and some have depravity thrust upon them?). This is really me asking: why does this keep happening? Maybe to start, we should make it illegal for any single person to have a billion dollars. Once you hit $999,999,999, the rest automatically becomes taxes and you get a lifetime achievement award for amassing wealth. They can have a bar mitzvah-like party about it and everything. Unfortunately, the lunatics are currently running the asylum so I know that’s not going to happen anytime soon, but I can dream about at least carrying out the mildest interventions to prevent future horrors.

Tweet from @Whatapityonyou reading "Going to my little job while pedophiles run the world and masked men rampage through our streets kidnapping children because my health insurance is tied to my job and I have to pay my bills"

Books and Other Words

Cover for The Everlasting by Alix E. Harrow shown on kobo ereader
The Everlasting

I loved The Everlasting by Alix E. Harrow. It’s a story about two people being forced into a time loop by a would-be queen who is desperate to make history into a “past worth remembering” so their otherwise unremarkable country will have a “future worth fighting for.” The main characters are Owen, a historian who studies his country’s past, and Una, a knight from the country’s legendary age. Their stories become hopelessly intertwined as Owen is repeatedly forced back to the past to help make Una’s story as legendary as possible so it can be used to fan the flames of nationalism later on. I loved the story for its own sake—lovers bound to find each other through time and yet not able to remember each other—but I also loved it because it’s very much a story for the time we’re living through. Harrow’s clear point of view that the story we tell ourselves about who we are and what kind of country we live in shapes how we behave and what we are willing to permit from our leaders. Are we going to war in service of a glorious past? Or are we content to live well and find love without necessarily being heroes in a powerful nation?

cover for Death Valley: A Novel shown on Kobo ereader
Death Valley

Melissa Broder’s Death Valley is about a woman dealing with anticipatory grief over her dad’s death and her emotions regarding her husband’s disability. It’s also very funny. The protagonist heads from L.A. to Death Valley to get some clarity ostensibly to research the “desert section” of her novel but in reality to get away from her big feelings. On the recommendation from one of the employees at the Best Western she’s staying at, she goes on a hike where she encounters what can only be described as a magical cactus, although it’s unclear if the cactus is real or not. Actually, it’s unclear how much of the story is “real” at all, and the whole thing has a magical realism bent to it. I liked Broder’s writing style a lot but I guess I was not mentally prepared for the fantastical and mystical aspects of this book, so that felt a little weird and caught me off guard. Maybe getting lost on a wild trek through the dessert and hallucinating(?) is the way to come to terms with one’s grief and discover some empathy and compassion. Who am I to question these methods? Maybe more people need to get lost in the desert.

Meanwhile, on the internet:

  • Understanding Comorbidities in Hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome: Could a Viral Infection Lead to a Diagnosis? via PubMed. I don’t usually share academic papers but this one is important! The authors found that people with hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos syndrome (hEDS) were more likely to get long covid than people without hEDS: 3.99% of the hEDS versus 0.97% of the controls “had documentation of long covid.” I don’t have hEDS, but I am hypermobile and these conditions share a lot of similarities. This makes me glad that I’ve been doing my best to avoid covid; I may be at higher risk!
  • ICE Agents Whine That They Aren’t Getting Their Massive Bonuses via The New Republic. You love to see it. It’s completely predictable that the administration that lies about everything also lied about handing out $50,000 to everyone who signed up to be a war criminal.
  • “Everything We Do Matters.” Minneapolis’s Moon Palace Books is a Hub For Anti-ICE Resistance via Literary Hub. I was going to write about ICE this week too but I realized I only had it in me to take on one story at a time, so today please content yourself with this. Local bookshops are important! They are part of our community.
  • Resolutionize Your Community Involvement via Group Hug! I really liked this piece on how we think about community involvement. Maybe if we treated getting involved like we did New Year’s resolutions (telling friends, taking time to reflect and celebrate), we might start to see “community participation as desirable and possible, not obligatory and amorphous.”

Media

Kirk and I watched the Chernobyl miniseries which is not quite a documentary, but it is very informative. It’s a historical dramatization of the events surrounding the Chernobyl nuclear disaster. I quickly realized I didn’t actually know anything about Chernobyl other than the fact that it exploded, so I learned quite a lot about it and about how nuclear power and radiation works. It was quite unsettling to watch, so I only recommend it if you’re in a mindset to deal with that. The soundtrack they scored the show with generated this creeping unease that, coupled with the subject matter, made it difficult to get through at parts. I thought it was very well done overall and it is very interesting to see how humans and technology can work together to do something awful.

Rampant Consumerism

I have been enjoying my water aerobics class and am going to keep doing it (and indeed have signed up for a second class since there’s another pool exercise class right before the one I’ve been taking) so I had to get some stuff to make it easy and comfortable for me. I really like the towel I bought from Sand Cloud. It’s big and it dries really quickly. I also got some shoes to wear in the water. I found these from Astral that you can wear in or out of the pool, which I like because it’s one less thing to fuck around with when I’m coming and going. I never really wear sweat pants but it is very cold at night after getting out of the pool, so I got these awesome and cozy ones from Maya Kern and I highly recommend them. Finally, because the local pool is heavily chlorinated, I am now using this Suit Solutions stuff that you add to the laundry to get the chlorine miasma out of everything. It works really well! Now you know all the secrets and are ready to take water aerobics with me (lol).

Kitchen Witchery

This week, I made a very good baked potato soup that Kirk said resembled mashed potatoes (he’s not wrong). Then, I changed up one of my regular recipes, gnocchi with brussels sprouts and brown butter, just a little to add some beans and round out the dish. It was good and I had that for lunch a few days this week. I don’t have a very good picture of this but we also enjoyed a beef pot pie (I forgot to take a picture of the inside but just imagine thick stew with a pie crust on top; recipe from The Harvest Baker).

I mentioned last time that I wanted to experiment more with the peanut butter cookie recipe and I did! I used a peanut-pecan butter and added candied pecans to the dough, which was just as good as the original peanut variation. I have some chocolate-almond butter in the cupboard, so I think I want to try one more version with that and some chocolate chips. Finally, because it felt necessary, I made some frosted brownies (recipe from 100 Cookies, same as the peanut butter cookies). It was so good. You might think brownies don’t need frosting and, sure, they don’t need it, but sometimes it is the right thing to do.

Cat Therapy

Finally, here are some cat photos for your nerves. Just look at this guy.

Two Weeks in the Life: January 25, 2026

Hello, friends and enemies. I hope everyone is surviving January. I hope we are finding opportunities to be whimsical little creatures despite the horrors around us and appreciating time with our friends. So much sucks right now and I think it’s so important to, while battling the horrors, put some effort being into weirdos and appreciating life.

That said: on to the horrors (but at least there are cat photos are the end).

Current Events

The events have been eventful. I may have been a little too cynical in my last post, but I do still stand by the notion that much of what is happening now was easily foreseen and, indeed, was foreseen by experts in authoritarianism like Sarah Kendzior. That said, things are bad. Just yesterday ICE agents in Minnesota shot and killed a man who was recording them. This man, Alex Pretti, was not threatening them in any way, but multiple ICE agents held him down and then killed him. “Law enforcement” officers do not have the right to murder people. That’s not how this is supposed to work. Yet, the country I’m living in has, for years, allowed officers to get away with murder; it’s only recently that they’ve moved on to shooting white people in broad daylight. Consider: in 2020, Police in Louisville shot and killed Breonna Taylor in her own home. The same year, a police officer knelt on George Floyd’s neck for nine minutes, killing him. The violence we’re seeing now is the result of unchecked state violence. Police violence against black people in the last ten to fifteen years was a test in how far the state could take things without facing serious backlash. Despite many people fighting mightily, the state has learned they can go very far.

The whole point of the current iteration of ICE is to take all of the Proud Boys and white supremacist shitheads who love Trump and the idea of a white ethnostate and give them a gun and a fake uniform and let them go to town. The same sort of people who saw to it that Heather Hayer was killed while counterprotesting the Unite the Right ralley in Charlottesville in 2017 are now people with the government’s blessing to terrorize us in an official capacity. The House of Representatives voted this week to allocate $63 billion to homeland security, “including some $10 billion directly to ICE” (the Senate is claiming they will block funding for this, but we’ll see what happens). The only reason to put more money into ICE is to terrorize the population, tear families apart, and put people in detention centers where people may simply go missing. As a post I saw on Bluesky today reads, “ICE is going to continue to kill people because the purpose of a system is what it does.” What other reason is there to fund ICE specifically (I will remind the reader that ICE was only established in 2003), if not to promote state violence against its people.

We’re in our own Years of Lead and unfortunately, the only way out is through.

Do Something for Minnesota

For those of us with a burning need to do something, here are some fundraisers/mutual aid requests from the brave people of Minnesota currently on the front lines against ICE:

Do Something in Your Community

We must all be ready for these ICE incursions to come to us. It’s clear that this is not going to be the end of it, even though it is supremely idiotic to invade winter people during winter. Here in Sacramento, NorCal Resist is the local group organizing rapid response to ICE and doing a lot of other work to support immigrants. If you live elsewhere, you certainly have a local group doing this work. If you don’t: start one!

If you don’t want to join a group, I invite you to think about the technology you’re using and how it’s feeding into the surveillance apparatus. 404 Media published a big piece on how Palantir is weaponizing all the data they have collected from our phones and is sharing it with ICE so they can decide which neighborhoods to raid. A big list of apps that leak your data was also published recently, so it’s a good idea to check if any of your weird random game apps are tattling on you (Candy Crush is). Check your app permission settings and turn off as many as you can if you can’t delete the app. If you’ve been using a Ring camera, now is the time to get rid of it. Ring is partnering with Flock to to share footage with law enforcement. Finally, here’s a map of businesses supporting ICE. Let’s shop local and avoid them! It’s going to take many diverse actions from a large number of people to limit the amount of data companies have to use against us and show that supporting ICE is a bad business decision.

Books and Other Words

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Katabasis

R. F. Kuang’s latest novel, Katabasis, is another entry in the “grad school is awful” genre (see also: Kuang’s previous book, Babel), with this book literally featuring a journey into hell to retrieve the main character’s PhD advisor. To be fair, the protagonist is in graduate school for magic, so a sojourn to hell isn’t completely beyond the pale, but the metaphors throughout hell’s various courts truly emphasize the infernal nature of higher education. As Alice and Peter move through hell, they encounter the dead doing hard time for various sins and by “hard time” I mean that everyone has to write and submit a thesis to get out of hell and reincarnate. I really liked this book. I appreciated the tension of the characters trying to figure out how to be honest with themselves and each other about what they actually want after years of submitting themselves to their academic careers and abusive advisor. I think everything Kuang writes is brilliant but, considering that she herself is currently working on her PhD I think we do have to ask: girl, are you okay?

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Cinder House

Cinder House by Freya Marske is a Cinderella retelling, in which Ella is a bisexual ghost. After Ella’s stepmother poisons both Ella and her father, Ella dies and finds herself reawakened as a ghost bound to her family home. In fact, as a ghost she is the house and the house is her; she can touch and move things within the house and she feels pain when someone damages it. Her step-family immediately start using this against her, so Ella is forced to spend her afterlife cooking, cleaning, and otherwise maintaining a home. What’s even the point of dying if you have to do all that? When a storm blows a roof tile off, Ella discovers that she’s able to leave the property if she carries the tile, but she magically reappears in the house at midnight, no matter where she has gone. There is, of course, a ball—it is a Cinderella tale—and Ella gets magicked into human form so she can attend the festivities. I will refrain from saying more and spoiling it, but this is a short, very fun and satisfying read that I recommend!

cover of All of US Murderers featuring a gothic house looming in the background and a messy wet cat of a man plus a regular, put-together guy in the foreground
All of US Murderers

All of Us Murderers by KJ Charles is a historical romance set in a spooky gothic mansion with hateful relatives bickering over inheritance (the scariest thing of all). I don’t usually like scary stuff, but I didn’t think this was too frightening, and I knew that, given the constraints of the genre, there would be a logical explanation for everything. The story focuses on Zeb, whose ADHD ways (as we are meant to interpret them; they weren’t diagnosing people with ADHD in 1910 or whatever) irritate his apparently respectable family members. Zeb’s cousin has invited the family to his weird house in the country and told them that whoever marries his ward will get all the inheritance. Of course, things are not as they seem, etc. The plot also involves Zeb’s reconciliation with his ex, Gideon, who his cousin hired as a secretary. I don’t want to spoil anything but I did enjoy this book a lot. I thought the way the author handled the main character’s ADHD traits was both realistic and compassionate. Something nice about historical fiction, and it is true of this book, is we can put ourselves in the past and imagine creating a fairer world. We all want to think that we wouldn’t be terrible just because there were terrible elements in our society (ahem), and giving readers a way to imagine that for themselves is joyful and a good way to train our minds to behave well in the present.

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The New Age of Sexism

The New Age of Sexism: How Emerging Technologies Are Reinventing Misogyny by Laura Bates investigates how the same old misogyny is present in some of the latest tech, considering the impact of products like AI and sex robots. Bates explains that “the inequalities and oppression of our current society” are being coded into new technologies that are extremely efficient at violating women’s privacy. For example, there are now many sites where people can feed in photos of someone and get AI-generated nudes of that person and, unfortunately, “research suggests that 96 percent of deepfakes are nonconsensual pornography, 99 percent of which features women.” It is terrible that our society has developed new tools that seem to exist exclusively to terrorize women. Furthermore, the burden for dealing with these images is entirely on the victim—police are unhelpful and generally don’t understand the internet and websites only remove images if the victim specifically requests it. As Bates puts it, “by making these technologies widely accessible, we as a society are giving men a powerful delusion of ownership over the bodies of any women they choose.” One argument that proponents of letting men run wild online with chatbot girlfriends or sex dolls is that it gives them a place to play out their violent fantasies so they don’t bring them into the real world. The idea is that an “inanimate, unharmable substitute [bears] the brunt of male rage and violence while the rest of us escape,” but this does not prove true. These behaviors leak into the real world and more likely serve as a training ground or a “prototype,” which is why these technologies are a source of concern.

What I did not like about this book is that Bates puts way too much stock into some of this technology. She has an entire chapter about the Metaverse, which is a product that almost no one used and that Meta has just stopped developing. Granted, Bates could not have seen that particular detail coming, but the Metaverse was never once popular. Bates also either does not know or does not address the fact that chatbots are not truly intelligent, but are in fact glorified autocomplete engines known as large language models (LLMs). In several vignettes, she puts on different personas to ask chatbots questions to elicit sexist answers, then later points out the sexism and gives the bot a chance to “explain” itself. The bot invariably “apologies,” but it isn’t self-aware, it’s just stringing together probable sequences of words. While, yes, all these AI chatbots are certainly peddling in stereotypes, the answer isn’t a bot trained on a feminist dataset (as one company mentioned in the book offers). We need to stop asking questions of the Machine that Lies and then being shocked by anything it says. That said, I do agree with Bates overall that it is critical to understand how our culture’s sexism and rampant violence against women is being coded into new technologies.

Rampant Consumerism

Since I’m done wearing braces but now have a retainer to wear for the rest of my life, I spent a little time looking into the best way to keep it clean; cleaning it under the tap with my toothbrush has been both annoying and only partially effective. I bought one of these ultrasonic cleaners and so far I like it. It works pretty well but I do still have to knock off just a little gunk with the toothbrush, although that is much better than what I was doing before. I get the feeling that these companies make their money off selling little cleaning tablets, but I read those aren’t necessary and you can add a drop of unscented dish soap in with the retainers to get it clean instead, which is what I’m doing. I guess you could use scented soap but then you’ll have to put something in your mouth that smells like lemon or some shit.

Computer World

I’ve got two things to share for people who are trying to keep corporations from scooping up all their data. First, the State of California now has a website where you can request that data brokers delete your data and stop selling your personal information. Unfortunately, this is only good for California residents, but perhaps other states will join in soon. The second thing is OsmAnd maps, which I am hoping to use as a replacement for Google maps. They use publicly available data from Open Street Map and they work offline! You can download the map for your area and have it handy even without an internet or data connection. I have yet to use it in the wild but I’ve downloaded the app and my local map.

Corporeal Form

About a week and a half ago, I got my doctor to give me another cortisone shot for my knee pain. The first one I had kept me pain-free for about a month, but by the end of December I was in intense pain. With this shot, I was feeling good but then a few days later, I was already in a lot of pain again and I was very discouraged about it. Not coincidentally (and possibly TMI but we have to be able to talk about this stuff!) my period started the same day as the pain! When my period was over, the pain went away! I was conferring with people I know and looking into it a little online and the hormonal changes during menstruation can cause pain flares! Wow, being a lady is full of cool stuff.

Moving It

I started taking a water aerobics class and it’s actually a lot of fun. I wasn’t really sure what to expect, but it is nice to be in the pool and jog and jump around in the water. The class is at night and right now it’s cold, so the worst part is getting out of the pool and freezing my ass off, but I have bought some nice sweat pants and I will live.

For anyone looking for a sticker update, my sticker system for exercising is working great. It’s just frivolous enough to motivate me. I do want a sticker, and I won’t get it if I don’t do my stuff. This would not work if I were using something more important. If I told myself I get a special snack after exercising, I would be like “well, that’s a made-up rule and I’m allowed to have a snack anytime, actually.” So, I’ve found a happy medium for how my (autistic and demand-avoidant) brain works. Highly recommended!

Kitchen Witchery

I’ve been back on my beans recently! For lunch last week, I made a batch of polenta and topped that with snowcap beans and a bunch of cheese, inspired by this post from Cheese Sex Death. It was simple and tasty. I was a little late on cooking my lucky new year’s black-eyed peas, but I did get it done this month so I think that still counts. I made black-eyed peas with coconut milk and berebere, then served that over rice and we liked it. I blended all the tomatoes and stuff together before adding the beans because I am fine with tomatoes for flavor but their texture displeases me. I’m also sharing a picture of a grilled cheese because it was a good one and that needs to be celebrated (the bread is two-for-one multigrain loaf in case you’re wondering).

The best thing I made this week was peanut butter cookies. I had been yearning for cookies all day and then made some at like 9:30 at night and I feel like that was a great choice. The recipe is from 100 Cookies and it suggests candying some peanuts to add to the cookie dough, which is a pro move. I want to try the recipe again with some of my fancy peanut butter flavors then add the corresponding nuts. I will report back.

Cat Therapy

Finally, here are some cat photos for your nerves.

Two Weeks in the Life: January 11, 2026

Hello, friends and enemies. I don’t know if you’ve been keeping up with the news lately, but 2026 is off to, let’s say, a bumpy start.

Post from @JamieBonkiewicz dated 1/7/2026 reading "Thanks for the free 7-day trial of 2026. I'd like to unsubscribe from whatever the hell this is"
the current mood

I was thinking about what I might say to the news of Trump being a power-hungry piece of shit and starting a war with Venezuela by kidnapping their president (which The New York Times and The Washington Post knew about in advance and simply decided not to report on!). Or what I might say about ICE murdering a woman in Minnesota, the ninth such shooting since September. I don’t really know what to say because I feel like this is what we meant when we said things were going to be bad under Trump. This is what we knew would happen when Congress approved literal billions of dollars for ICE. Paramilitary flunkies are shooting people. Yeah, that’s what they were hired to do. They are supposed to cause unrest so that the government has an excuse to move real troops against the civilian population. Where we are now is the result of a million decisions that let people like Trump off the hook for ever facing a consequence for his actions, or decisions like Biden approving funds for ICE during the interregnum. That’s not to say this is anyone’s fault (it is, perhaps, everyone’s fault) or that it’s not worth being upset about these things (it is), but I think, as horrible a the news as been, there’s a part of me asking “what did you fucking expect?”

I don’t have anything new to offer this week because the advice I have for what we’re going through is advice I have already shared, so here are some links to past posts. Just assume I said it all this week. My views haven’t changed.

  • Thoughts from right after Trump won the 2024 election, which includes suggestions like “Do not preemptively cede your joy to this political moment,” “Pick one thing in your community that you want to support and volunteer for that,” and “connect with people offline.”
  • A post from when California was on fire this time last year (isn’t it nice to not be on fire?) and when Facebook basically announced it was killing social media by ending comment moderation. I have some opinions on how to talk to people without a technocratic middleman (great suggestions for when you want privacy).
  • The emergency kit post. Granted we are not in a natural disaster at the moment but I find that emergency preparedness can be a good outlet for this kind of anxiety!

I truly believe the key to surviving and building a better world is through local community effort. All problems right now are the same problems: a handful of guys have all the world’s money, rich people are operating with impunity. Anything you can do to connect with people in a way that does not involve those guys getting money is a way to rage against the machine. Anyway, enjoy some images:

Books and Other Words

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All Consuming: Why We Eat the Way We Eat Now

All Consuming: Why We Eat the Way We Eat Now by Ruby Tandoh is a pulse check on the current state of food culture with, of course, enough history to contextualize how we got here. Tandoh considers trends like boba tea, the tension between cookbooks and online recipes, and the uncanny similarity between how today’s profusion of probiotic beverages is marketed and the ad copy of early sodas like Pepsi and Dr. Pepper. The thesis of the book is aptly summarized in the epilogue, in which Tandoh wonders whether she has “ever had an original craving in my life” (highly unlikely, based on what we learned in the preceding pages). There is a lot on social media and marketing shapes our tastes and our view of what we want, but things like the development of supermarkets themselves and simple product availability were shaping our food-based desires long before Mark Zuckerberg was born. None of this is framed as good or bad, simply the world we’re living in. I thought it was interesting and worth the read.

hardback book: First Contact: The Story of Our Obsession with Alients
First Contact: The Story of Our Obsession with Aliens

First Contact: The Story of Our Obsession with Aliens by Becky Ferreira is a book that manages to be both informative and a lot of fun to read. Ferreira works through the cultural history of thinking about and searching for alien life. The book goes through some of the actual science behind the search for life in the universe and the various theories about it, plus talks about the history of the way we think about aliens, including the 20th century’s patient zero: Roswell, New Mexico (which turned out to be debris from a project “designed to detect atmospheric reverberations of nuclear tests within the Soviet Union”). Ferreira maintains a humorous tone throughout the book and is clearly deeply influenced by A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, which I find charming. I also can’t say enough good things about the design of this book. The way the information is organized and laid out is so well done, it’s almost like reading a really nice website or maybe a textbook that doesn’t hate you.

Meanwhile, on the internet:

  • Polymarket turns housing price indices into prediction markets via Parcl partnership via The Block. In the casino-ificiation of our economy, gambling company Polymarket will let people place bets on real estate. Seems like a bad fucking idea to me, but what do I know.
  • In 2026, We Are Friction-Maxxing via The Cut. In this article, Kathryn Jezer-Morton argues that we all need to get comfortable with being uncomfortable. “Tech companies are succeeding in making us think of life itself as inconvenient and something to be continuously escaping from, into digital padded rooms of predictive algorithms and single-tap commands,” she writes. The remedy is “friction-maxxing,” essentially doing things the hard way because they remove the tech-based middleman from our lives. “Friction-maxxing is not simply a matter of reducing your screen time, or whatever. It’s the process of building up tolerance for “inconvenience” (which is usually not inconvenience at all but just the vagaries of being a person living with other people in spaces that are impossible to completely control) — and then reaching even toward enjoyment.” I’m looking forward to implementing a little more necessary friction into my life, although I know I already do some friction-maxed activities like manually importing MP3s onto my phone.
  • Code is a liability (not an asset) via Pluralistic. I thought this was a very informative piece from Cory Doctorow. Computer code is something that requires maintenance and a good software engineer thinks about ways that code might become deprecated or be vulnerable to attack. Managers demanding that coders increase their coding output using AI are completely ignoring (or unaware) of this and assume that more code means more profits, which Doctorow explains is now the case.
  • Medieval Friendships: No Girls Allowed via JSTOR Daily. Men used to think that friendship was a special thing that only boys could have, which is truly insane. This made me wonder if the persistent cultural belief that women are bitchy and forever fighting amongst themselves stems from long-dead dudes proclaiming that women just don’t have what it takes to be friends with each other. It’s also wild that friendship has transformed from an innate male quality to something that many view as at least a little gay.
  • Why people fail at learning languages via Dead Language Society. This article didn’t give me a lot of new information (but I did get some!), but I really like the way Colin Gorrie explains language learning and why it is that so many people get frustrated and quit (vocabulary apps alone cannot sustain you). The gist is “The core activity that builds up your mental representation of the language is decoding messages in the language” but there is a lot of good stuff in this article, so if you’re at all interested in language learning, you should go read it!

Media

Kirk bought me the new Donkey Kong game (Donkey Kong Bananza) for Christmas and I’ve been having a lot of fun playing it. Although I was disappointed at first because it doesn’t really have the feel of a traditional Donkey Kong game; it’s a lot more like Super Mario Odyssey, except that you can punch through just about any material. In this game, you spend a lot of time just smashing stuff. At a certain point you think, “should I smash everything? There could be stuff in there.” And there usually is stuff in there! It’s a perverse incentive. You’re supposed to help whatever creatures inhabit the level and yet you’re smashing their environment to smithereens, but they don’t even seem to care. How badly are they doing that they are willing to trade complete destruction of their home for Donkey Kong’s dubious aid? As usual, I have generated too many existential questions but I guess that’s how I have a good time.

Languages

I announced in my 2026 goals post that I was planning to relearn Arabic and I have been getting into it. It has been interesting to decide how I want to approach my studies since I know what information is important and I know a lot more about learning languages than I did when I started learning Arabic the first time at 18. I feel more freedom to spend time and really learn all the vocabulary and concepts I come across since I’m not worrying about getting my homework done or studying for a test.

I’ve started with a basic textbook that I found for free online (including accompanying audio files!) called Letters and Meanings: Gateway to Arabic. I already know how to read but I am humbling myself and starting at the beginning so I don’t miss anything important. I started taking Arabic class my first semester in college and I had spent the summer before learning the alphabet from a book I bought. I started out class kind of cocky because I was like, I already know how to read. But my over-confident ass forgot to tune back in at the right time and I was scrambling to figure out what was going on by the end of the semester. So, we’re learning from this mistake and taking our time on the introductory materials.

The other thing I’m doing with the benefit of knowing the contours of the language is making a note in my flashcards of each word’s root letters. In Arabic and other Semitic languages, the majority of words are formed from a three-letter root and the language is full of morphological patterns to create multiple words from the same root. Wikipedia has a list of examples with the k-t-b root, which contains words like kitaab (book), maktab (desk), kaatib (writer), etc. When I look up a word, I am always tempted to add every word from its root to my flashcards. This is not practical and probably not useful at this stage, but I yearn to collect the whole set. Instead for now, I’m just adding the root to each card so I can easily connect related words.

Moving It

I have been doing a lot of physical activity over the last few weeks, even without dance class. My sticker-a-day system for sticking to my workout schedule is working great. I want a sticker, what can I say. I’ve been very consistently working on my bar hangs so maybe if I’m lucky I’ll actually be able to hang again by the end of the year (my hopes are modest lol).

I have also been hitting the streets on my unicycle! I mentioned last time that I was struggling to ride. It turns out that I was largely hampered by mechanical issues. I had to get new cranks and pedals since I installed my pedal so badly that it stripped the socket. Once I got the new parts, I went to the local bike shop and asked them to save me from myself. After getting everything set up by a professional, I was able to ride around fairly competently. I can get up and go but my stamina is low. This is probably going to sound stupid to all of you, but did you know it’s actually quite a lot of work to ride a unicycle? I learned how to ride when I was 10 and I did it for most of my life. It did not occur to me that it was going to be so much effort to ride around the neighborhood. Of course, then I got mad again that I was made to feel fat and out of shape as a teenager when I was out there unicycling and juggling my way through entire parades. In any case, it is hard but I am enjoying it. I’ll keep posting updates on my instagram (here’s my latest unicycle update).

Kitchen Witchery

I tried out the NYT recipe for french onion macaroni and cheese on New Year’s Eve. It was very good and it’s exactly how it sounds. It’s definitely not something to put into my regular cooking rotation but I think this is one to make when you have some guests. It’s a big recipe and I ended up eating macaroni all week. I’m not complaining but I did actually get a little sick of it by the end. I revisited the winter squash and rice soup with pancetta, which I like because it’s very easy and tasty and doesn’t require anything special. I still had some turkey broth in the freezer so I used that for the soup and that made it taste really good. Finally, I tried out these buckwheat chocolate chip cookies, which honestly only have a little buckwheat despite the name. I am never willing to chop chocolate into chunks for a cookie recipe, but I feel that the Guittard super cookie chips are basically the same concept without the extra effort. I will make these again.

Cat Therapy

Finally, here are some cat photos for your nerves.

2025: The 18th Annual Year in Books

Hello, friends and enemies. Another year of reading is in the books! n 2025, I read 48 books. It was a bit of a light year for reading for me, and this was the least I’ve read since 2021 if you count by number of books (44), or 2016 if you go by page count (16,413). That’s okay! I share these stats not out of self-flagellation but simply because I find it interesting to track the ebb and flow of my reading habits. I spent a lot of reading time this year on Don Quijote, which was not very easy for me to read in Spanish. I also felt like this was another year of having a hard time finding books that really grab my attention. Perhaps the answer is just to read anyway and give less credit to my fickle whims. That said, here are some statistics about my reading in 2025.

Reading Stats

  • Books finished: 48.
  • Pages read: 16,490.
  • Longest book: Don Quijote de la Mancha by Miguel de Cervantes, 1,216 pages.
  • Shortest book: The Lover by Marguerite Duras, 128 pages.
  • Library use: I read 31 library books this year and 17 books from my own collection (plus one book that I borrowed from a friend, if anyone is wondering about that math).
  • First book: Shoestring Theory by Marina Costa.
  • Last book: All Consuming: Why We Eat the Way We Eat Now by Ruby Tandoh.
  • Fiction and non-fiction: I read 20 non-fiction books and 28 fiction books.
  • Most-read authors: The author I read the most books by was Deborah Harkness; I read all five of the books currently in her All Souls series. Otherwise, I didn’t have a lot of repeat authors. I read three books by Davinia Evans and two by Alexandra Rowland.
  • Gender gap: I read 34 books by women, 11 by men, 1 by a non-binary person, and one anthology with text from both men and women.
  • Other languages: I read two books in Spanish, which doesn’t sound like a lot but one was Don Quijote! The other was La nostalgia de la Mujer Anfibio, which I finished way back in January.

Here are some of my favorites from the year.

The Books of 2025

Here is the full list of this year’s books! If you want to see what I read in previous years, you can click the books of the year tag to see all my past annual book posts.

TitleAuthor
Shoestring TheoryMariana Costa
La nostalgia de la Mujer AnfibioCristina Sánchez-Andrade
Beans: A HistoryKen Albala
The Crescent Moon TearoomStacy Sivinski
The Notorious SorcererDavina Evans
Let This Radicalize You: Organizing and the Revolution of Reciprocal CareKelly Hayes, Mariame Kaba
A Memory Called EmpireArkady Martine
Iron Curtain: The Crushing of Eastern Europe 1944–1956Anne Applebaum
A Desolation Called PeaceArkady Martine
Bi: Notes for a Bisexual RevolutionShiri Eisner
The CoinYasmin Zaher
The Ghost BrideYangsze Choo
Women in the Valley of the Kings: The Untold Story of Women Egyptologists in the Gilded AgeKathleen Sheppard
Oranges Are Not the Only FruitJeanette Winterson
A Conspiracy of TruthsAlexandra Rowland
Space OperaCatherynne Valente
Stop Me If You’ve Heard This OneKristen Arnett
Everything Was Forever, Until It Was No More: The Last Soviet GenerationAlexei Yurchak
Living in Your LightAbdellah Taïa
Queer City: Gay London from the Romans to the Present DayPeter Ackroyd
Space OddityCatherynne Valente
A Choir of LiesAlexandra Rowland
Unshrinking: How to Face FatphobiaKate Manne
Claiming the B in LGBT: Illuminating the Bisexual NarrativeKate Harrad
The LoverMarguerite Duras
There Is No Place for Us: Working and Homeless in AmericaBrian Goldstone
Cults Like Us: Why Doomsday Thinking Drives AmericaJane Borden
Intuitive Eating for Diabetes: The No Shame, No Blame, Non-Diet Approach to Managing Your Blood SugarJanice Dada
Disco Witches of Fire IslandBlair Fell
Everything Is Tuberculosis: The History and Persistence of Our Deadliest InfectionJohn Green
Bad Company: Private Equity and the Death of the American DreamMegan Greenwell
FoundationIsaac Asimov
All Our Families: Disability Lineage and the Future of KinshipJennifer Natalya Fink
One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against ThisOmar El Akkad
Little Bosses Everywhere: How the Pyramid Scheme Shaped AmericaBridget Read
Shadow BaronDavinia Evans
Pink-pilled: Women and the far rightLois Shearing
A Discovery of WitchesDeborah Harkness
Rebel BladeDavinia Evans
The Bruising of QilwaNaseem Jamnia
Shadow of NightDeborah Harkness
The Book of LifeDeborah Harkness
The Destruction of Palestine Is the Destruction of the EarthAndreas Malm
Time’s ConvertDeborah Harkness
Don Quijote de la ManchaMiguel de Cervantes
The Black Bird OracleDeborah Harkness
All Consuming: Why We Eat the Way We Eat NowRuby Tandoh

Life Continues: Farewell 2025 and Onward to 2026

A collage of images to set the vibe for 2026. Including a fake magazine cover that says "you don't have to be good at stuff all the time", a "make soup not war" poster, a medieval-style turtle illustration with the caption "I am weird and I like it," a dolphin with a lisa frank style background that says "next year I will be more insane," and others

Hello, friends and enemies, another year has gone by! 2025 was, uh, quite a year. I think a defining issue of my year was dealing with my knee (and other health issues). I know, another rotten year of figuring out a health problem, just when I thought there was nothing left. My right knee, previously believed to be the “good” knee, started giving me trouble during the summer and it was downhill from there. Learning that I have to confine myself to low-impact activity forever is a huge drag—this can’t be overstated—but it is leading me to some interesting places as I try to get creative within these limitations.

This is the first year in a little while that my end-of-year post doesn’t conclude with “keep doing what I’m doing.” I mean, I’m doing a lot of good stuff and will keep doing many things, but I’ve got some other ideas too. I feel more able to think about how I structure my time since I’m having to make changes for health reasons. I really have to rethink how I approach moving my body, both in that I have to do a lot of regular exercise to keep my knee from getting worse and that I can’t do anything too strenuous that would aggravate it (maybe I should be taking up tightrope walking with these competing demands [joking!]). I have to keep up with doing my PT exercises regularly and do what I’ve been calling my “boring” exercise, stuff like walking or riding a bike. I’ve realized boring exercise is not going to work for me. I just started unicycling again (as discussed in my last post) and I’m hoping I can do that instead of walking or biking. The other thing I am working on right now is regaining the ability to hang from a bar. If I can hang from the bar I can start doing interesting bar exercises but first, one must hang. I’m also going to try an aqua aerobics class, since apparently Elk Grove has a whole bunch. The only thing I am wary of is ear infections, but surely I could go “aqua jogging” without too much trouble?

I bought a ton of stickers (from a brand called Stickii) and am currently rewarding myself with a sticker when I do my boring exercise, bar hang practice, and PT exercise according to my schedule (I’m not doing everything every day). I do find this strangely motivational. I’m just sticking them in my day planner to enjoy. Did you know you can just give yourself a sticker for any reason? Try it out!

I’ve been thinking about other ways I use my time too. In 2025, I started learning some German thinking we would go to Eurovision in 2026 (alas, we have canceled the plans). Since I’ve been working on both Spanish and Icelandic for a while now, I kind of assumed I did not have room in my life for actively studying another language, but considering I found time to learn German, that was an incorrect assumption. With that in mind, I am going to spend some time this year digging back into Arabic. I have a whole-ass bachelor’s degree in the language, but barely remember anything. It sucks! I want to use the language I studied for years because I think it’s cool. I will discuss the Arabic studies more in a future post, but for now I am simply announcing my intentions to all. Don’t worry, I’m not giving up on Spanish or Icelandic. I’m just adding one more language into the mix.

Here are some other things on my mind heading into 2026:

  • Read more! It felt like I hardly spent any time reading in 2025 and I hate that. I’m not necessarily talking about hitting some number of books or pages but I just want to spend more time reading because that makes me feel more like myself. One good thing about doing my boring exercise is that I have a stationary bike in the garage and I can at least read books while I do it.
  • Do some knitting. The battle with carpal tunnel continues but I think I am slowly figuring out how to knit in a way that is less aggravating. I’ve been adjusting how I tension and trying out a Norwegian knitting thimble to take some of the pressure off. I think if I want to get any knitting done, I have to try doing a little every day, which is exactly not how my brain operates. I naturally want to do things in around three-hour chunks because it’s hard to switch tasks and get dialed into something.
  • Try new recipes from my cookbooks. I am so tempted to make a new year’s resolution like “cook through [cookbook name] cookbook” or “cook a new recipe every week,” but I know I simply will not do that. There will be weeks that I won’t want to do anything and I am not convinced that discipline is these kinds of things is all that worthwhile. In any case, I have many books with recipes I want to try so I hope to explore more of that this year.
  • Find opportunities to hang out in public. This is a surprising one but hear me out. I’ve been getting a lot of social time from going to dance class, but now I’m going to just one per week and quitting my other two, so I need to make sure I get out of the house. Maybe I am going to hang out at a cafe and read a book. Maybe I will make more time to visit my friends. I don’t know! I also am reflecting on the fact that part of what I always found fun about unicycling and juggling was hanging out with other people while doing it. If you want to come hang out and unicycle/juggle, let me know! I can teach you if you want to learn!
  • I don’t really know how to express this one very well but in a time of authoritarianism and oppression, I want to lean into being a little weirdo, a bit of a jester, just a silly guy. I’m not sure what form that will take but I am going to be looking for ways to embrace whimsy and weirdness as often as possible. Maybe I’ll get a silly hat to wear while I unicycle.

Finally, here is everyone’s favorite tradition: my annual mood board!

A collage of images to set the vibe for 2026. Including a fake magazine cover that says "you don't have to be good at stuff all the time", a "make soup not war" poster, a medieval-style turtle illustration with the caption "I am weird and I like it," a dolphin with a lisa frank style background that says "next year I will be more insane," and others
2026 mood board

2025 Highlights

I guess I’m doing this post backwards since we are not moving in chronological order, but that is what felt right this time. I assembled a list of the year’s major happenings and was about to call it “highlights” but they were definitely not all highlights. So, let’s start with all the stupid health things that happened this year. It’s no wonder it feels so hard to be alive with all this shit going on.

  • My knees are so jacked up with arthritis and a lack of cartilage that I have to stop dancing or doing anything strenuous on my knees, as discussed above. I also had my first MRI in the process of evaluating what exactly was wrong.
  • I wondered why it was getting so hard to breathe for me earlier this year and found out that I have had severe acid reflux! Thankfully this one is easily treated with medication. It is wild to just be living with things wrong with me for years and assuming that’s how it feels to live.
  • In October, we took care of my dogs-in-law for a few weeks. This led to my first migraine with aura and a trip to the ER (they said I was fine). The migraines have not returned so we must conclude that they were dog-induced.
  • My doctor informed me that my blood sugar was in the pre-diabetic range but I made some adjustments and now I’m not pre-diabetic. At least I have that going for me.
  • I got braces in June and fortunately my teeth cooperated so I got them off again right before Christmas. Now I have to wear a retainer full time for the next two months before I can switch to just wearing it at night.

With that out of the way, here are some actual highlights of 2025:

  • I wrote a lot! According to WordPress statistics, I’ve written just under 81,000 words (not including this post). Some of my best pieces include this month’s essay about the experience of being expelled from Brigham Young University 20 years ago and my thoughts about the shit show that is our current government, not the least of which were the completely false pronouncement that Tylenol causes autism (did we ever get a lawsuit for that by the way?), witnessing the live-streamed genocide in Gaza, and the discussion of AI as the aesthetic of fascism.
  • I also wrote some good guides: finding books to read, assembling an emergency kit, what to do now that social media is dying.
  • I made voter guides in English and Spanish for the special election.
  • I translated a whole bunch of Wikipedia pages. In Icelandic, I finished translating articles in the Skagafjörður category, and for Spanish we’ve been doing a little bit of everything, as usual.
  • I performed in two dance recitals.
  • I finished knitting a tiny shawl, carpal tunnel be damned.
  • I hosted potlucks with my friends celebrating soup, tea party foods, the “three sisters” (corn, beans and squash), and holiday cookies.
  • I made plans to go to Vienna for Eurovision next year with my friends and started learning German to facilitate that, then cancelled the plans because the Eurovision member countries are doubling down on their support for Israel.
  • I switched to Linux!
  • I Started volunteering at the Lavender Library in February and was the volunteer of the month in September for my work on updating (or in some cases, creating) documentation.
  • I was a patron of the arts and went to see the Sacramento Ballet, monster jam (is this art?), Disney on Ice, a show at B Street Theater, and comedian Maria Bamford.
  • In house drama, our new shower was finally finished and we got a new stove and microwave.
  • I downloaded all my ebooks and fully extricated myself from the Amazon/Kindle system.
  • I read Don fucking Quijote in Spanish!

Kitchen Witchery

Here are some of my favorite foods I made this year. Looks like a lot of pumpkin and galettes, based on the photos. I’d also like to note that I got the snow cone maker attachment for the Kitchen Aid mixer, so it was snow cone central here last summer.

Cat Therapy

Here are some of my favorite cat photos from the last year for your nerves.

Two Weeks in the Life: December 28, 2025

Hello, friends and enemies. I hope everyone had a wonderful Fritzmas (for those who observe). Things were fairly chill here, but I fear my four-day weekend has passed by far too quickly. I can’t already be on day four. It’s criminal. Everyone should have the last two weeks of December off.

I’ve been doing a bad job of getting my cards out, so please enjoy this year’s Fritzmas card. I’m still working on getting these in the mail. I like hand-writing messages for everyone, but the carpal tunnel makes it hard to sit down and write a bunch of messages, so it’s slow going.

an illustration of my cat Fritz, front paws crossed and winking at the viewer. He is wearing a santa hat and the background is blue with snowflakes
Merry Fritzmas, art by https://www.odnatamyara.com/

We’re playing chess now

My friend Lacy decided that we were going to get good at chess since she’s stuck in bed most of the time with long covid and I can’t use my knees anymore. Neither of us are particularly good but that is okay, we are learning. We started using the chess.com app, which is quite nice. It has lessons and puzzles built in, in addition to just playing games with people online. This sounds like a commercial and it kind of is because I think you (yes, you) should play chess with us online. My username is Linzmatic (and that orange cat doing a karate kick that you see below is my profile picture lol)!

image from Mean Girls of the "get in loser, we're going shopping" meme edited with pictures of mine and Lacey's avatars over Regina and Gretchen and the caption "get in loser, we're going to become chess masters"
Let us appreciate the humble image edit in this age of AI image creation

Books and Other Words

book cover for The Black Bird Oracle shown on kobo ereader
The Black Bird Oracle

The Black Bird Oracle is the fifth book in Deborah Harkness’s All Souls series. I liked this one a lot more than the last book, probably because it brought focus back to the series’ main character: Diana Bishop. In this installment, Diana is magically contacted by her father’s side of the family, the Proctors, which she has never been in touch with. She is called upon to get in touch with another aspect of her magic, plus she’s raising her magical kids, navigating magic politics, and dealing with her overprotective vampire husband. Now I’m caught up with the series and must wait for the next book to publish.

Meanwhile, on the internet:

  • Making Sense of The Nutcracker’s Libretto via JSTOR Daily. I found this article interesting but I’m mostly sharing it for this bit: “The Sugar Plum Fairy intentionally fostered the representation of an idealized female ruler, conflating traditional representations of the absolutist monarch as a force for good and of the female sovereign as an agent of civilization.” Thank you, benevolent lady dictator of the Land of Sweets.
  • Flock Exposed Its AI-Powered Cameras to the Internet. We Tracked Ourselves via 404 Media. It is extremely concerning that the cameras cities are using to allegedly track license plates are “designed to record and track people, not vehicles.” From the article, “Condor cameras can be set to automatically zoom in on people’s faces as they walk through a parking lot, down a public street, or play on a playground, or they can be controlled manually, according to marketing material on Flock’s website.” There is no use for this other than surveilling the population.
  • Watch the 60 Minutes Segment CBS Didn’t Want You to See via The Present Age. Bari Weiss, now editor-in-chief of CBS news, killed a segment about CECOT (the mega prison in El Salvador where the US has been sending people) that was set to air on 60 Minutes this week. The segment did, however, air in Canada thanks to the way TV distribution works. The takeaway? “Now we know what Bari Weiss considers unacceptably critical of the Trump administration.”

Computer World

My long-time internet browser of choice, Mozilla Firefox, has announced it is going to be “investing in AI” and building AI into every aspect of the software. First of all: yuck. Second: why does my browser need AI? The browser’s job is to show me internet websites. That’s it. That is not an “AI” activity. Mozilla is stating that they plan to make the AI features secure, which I’m not convinced is possible. I also hate what this current strain of general “AI” tools is doing to the web and the environment and I want no part of it.

I am trying out a new browser called Waterfox, which is based on the code for Firefox but is not incorporating AI features. In their press release in response to Firefox’s AI ambitions, they state “Waterfox will not include LLMs. Full stop. At least and most definitely not in their current form or for the foreseeable future.” So far, it’s working fairly well for me. The only things that haven’t worked right are Teams (but that might be that I hadn’t set up all my permissions yet) and drag-and-dropping images to upload them to my blog (it wasn’t working yesterday but it worked today. A mystery!). Still, it seems like a good browser and I’m planning to keep using it. Companies aren’t going to stop doing AI garbage until they realize they are going to lose money when they do it.

Like Riding a Bike

unicycle in the wild

Given that my knees are irreparably busted and I am limited to low-impact activities, I asked Kirk to get me a new unicycle for Christmas. I still have my lovely Miyata unicycle, but she’s more of an indoor girl for doing tricks and things, and I want to cruise around outside. I got the Impact Athmos because it seemed like it would be good for outside and should be able to support my size.

On Friday, I assembled the thing and took to the outdoors! I was immediately disappointed because I thought I was going to get up and unsteadily get going but that was not the case. I walked to the local park to find a wall for support and was able to ride a very little. Then I realized I had done a bad job screwing on the fork, so I went home to tighten that up and tried again on Saturday. I was met with much greater success! I still used the wall to mount and get situated, but then I rode for about 50 feet before stopping because I was exhausted from the effort. I did that more than once before realizing I had screwed on my left pedal badly and it was at a fucked up angle, so I retired for the day. I am hoping to try again today and not have any mechanical incidents! Maybe now that everything is properly screwed in, I’ll be able to ride a little better.

This has been a blow to the ego for sure because I have been telling myself that I still got it even after about 15 years of not unicycling regularly, and yet I have discovered I don’t really got it at all. Despite all that, I was surprised at how good it felt to be riding, even a little. So maybe this really will be my low-impact exercise solution.

Anyway, a little unicycling inspo:

Kitchen Witchery

I really agonized over what to make on Christmas Eve because it seems I still haven’t established any particular tradition I want to stick with. We might have a contender now because the baked brie and caramelized vegetable pie was very good and Kirk and I both loved it. I served it with French garlic chicken. That recipe is for the instant pot but I used chicken breast so I just cooked it on the stove and it came out fine. We had black-bottom oatmeal pie for dessert (a chocolate ganache with a caramelly oat mixture on top). I don’t think that’s inherently a Christmas recipe, I just wanted to try it. Also pictured below is a potato, leek, and turkey soup. I used the potato and leek soup recipe from How to Cook Everything Vegetarian but added some of my leftover turkey and stock from the freezer to make it a little heartier.

Cat Therapy

Finally, here are some cat photos for your nerves.

Twenty Years Since I Was Expelled from Brigham Young University

Hello friends and enemies. Happy anniversary to a bizarre life milestone! On December 17, 2005, I was expelled from Brigham Young University, which means today we are observing the twenty-year anniversary of me being kicked out of school. I was 19 and I thought my life was over.

When people ask me where I went to college, I usually say I graduated from the University of Washington. This is true but it obscures the full story. It’s all the answer that most need, to be honest, and I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea about my current belief system. Most people I meet now are shocked that I was ever Mormon. Though, to be honest, many people I knew growing up were shocked that I was Mormon too; they all thought I was too smart for that shit and they were right, just a little early.

I started college in fall 2004 at BYU and, at the time, I was a true believer in the Mormon church, officially known as The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, as their PR team wants you to call it but everyone I knew within the church thought of themselves as Mormon. I spent most of my childhood in Mormonism; after my parents divorced when I was seven years old, my dad started taking us to the church he had grown up in but had left as an adult. I did all the Mormon stuff you’re supposed to do as a young person like go to early morning seminary throughout high school; it’s a Bible (and Book of Mormon) study class that, in my town, started at 6:10 a.m. because high school started at 7:30. I woke up at 5 a.m. every day to go do church shit and, frankly, that sucked. I was very tired all throughout school for a variety of reasons but this was definitely a big one.

In high school, I was sure I wanted to be an Egyptologist (I changed my mind but that’s okay). So when I applied to college, I wanted to go somewhere I could study ancient Egypt and learn Arabic, since that’s what they speak in Egypt today. I got accepted to BYU and UC Berkeley, and both had programs I wanted to attend. Turning down Berkeley is still a notable regrets, which I guess isn’t too serious of a regret all things considered, but I think I would have had a much better time. Then again, it might have taken me a lot longer to figure out that Mormonism was not right for me if I hadn’t been immersed in such a staunchly Mormon environment. We’ll never know for sure, but I think seeing Mormonism applied to such an extreme level had a chilling effect on my relationship with the religion.

Brigham Young University was and is very strict about its vision of how Mormon youth ought to be living. All students are required to follow its honor code and there is a whole office dedicated to its enforcement. This isn’t just the standard “don’t plagiarize;” BYU’s honor code requires that students “abstain from same-sex romantic behavior” and it includes strict rules about dressing “modestly”—everyone has to cover their shoulders, women can only have one ear piercing and men aren’t allowed to have beards unless they get an exception (colloquially known as a “beard card”). It’s ironic when you consider that Mormon religious art always depicts Jesus with a beard (Jesus also had 12 dudes following him around at all times but apparently he was abstaining from “same-sex romantic behavior”). It’s cool if god does it but I guess not anyone else.

They do really enforce the honor code at BYU. My first encounter with it was right after I moved into the dorms. I went to eat at the cafeteria and was told to leave and change into shorts that went all the way to my knees if I wanted to be served. For the record, I was not wearing booty shorts, the shorts landed a few inches above my knees, but they were not going to let me eat until I did something about it! They also have a “testing center” on campus where students can take exams. They won’t let you in if you’re not dressed and groomed appropriately. I remember seeing a bearded guy get turned away once when it turned out he didn’t have a beard card. Insane that wearing a tank top or something can prevent you from being able to take an exam that affects your grades, but that’s a choice BYU made and a policy that all their students technically agree to.

The transition to college was difficult for me. I felt like I had time making friends when I started school, although in retrospect I think a lot of people felt they were friends with me and I simply had no idea. I just thought I was a weird outsider all the time but I now understand a lot of that feeling comes from autism. I think the rest came from the alienation of living in a deeply authoritarian environment during an age when I was supposed to be figuring out who I was and who I wanted to be and who I might want to romantically entangle myself with. It seemed like everyone was pairing off and getting married immediately (according to this article from the BYU student paper, a quarter of BYU students were married in 2021), including one of my good friends from high school who got married as a sophomore. I felt I was cool and likeable but this didn’t translate into romantic encounters so I kind of felt like I was being left out of something. I made friends with a few girls in the dorm and I made a couple of friends by showing up at the juggling club, but otherwise, I was struggling. One time I tried to get a date by hanging out around the cafeteria and juggling. I made a little sign to say I was looking for a partner for some dance event. There’s probably a better way to get attention but I was using what I knew! Many dudes stopped to tell me I was being intimidating and that guys do not want to go out with a girl carrying knives (their loss). I did eventually get a date for the evening, so my methods worked.

By my second semester, I was losing the will to participate in Mormonism, which means BYU beat the religious inclination out of me in mere months. Everything seemed hypocritical and fake. I can’t remember exactly how and when I arrived at the decision to start skipping church on Sundays, but I distinctly remember my dorm neighbor asking me on Easter if she could borrow a skirt. I told her it was fine especially since I wasn’t going to attend. She was scandalized that I wouldn’t be attending church on Easter of all days, but a guy I had been hanging out with and crushing on for most of the year had revealed the night before that he actually had a girlfriend back home (that he had never mentioned before). So, you know, I felt like shit. Jesus is risen every year. It’s fine.

The summer after my freshman year, I tried going to church at home now and again, but whatever I thought I had been getting from it before was gone. My dad and sister had already stopped going (and, of course, my mom had never been Mormon). I thought that I should keep trying but it wasn’t working for me and I had no idea what would make it work. It seemed like everyone at church felt sorry for me since my family wasn’t attending and my dad and step-mom had recently divorced (and my ex-step-mom had been talking shit about us at church) and I had very few friends in town so I was not having fun.

When I returned to school for my sophomore year, I was generally following the rules and the honor code, but I didn’t want to go to church anymore. I told myself I wasn’t sure how I felt about it all and I just needed some time to think. I spent a lot of time that semester feeling miserable and hiding in my tiny bedroom in my off-campus apartment. School felt difficult for the first time and it felt like I was going through the motions in everything. Of course I can now see this as a depressive episode but I didn’t realize then and, in fact, the only person who did was my friend Kael. He would call me now and again that semester to check on me. He told me later he was worried about me because I was so clearly depressed. He remains the only friend from my time at BYU and I will appreciate him forever. Everyone else stopped talking to me after I stopped being Mormon and began posting angrily about Mormonism and everything else on Facebook (please recall that this was 2005 and we were all on Facebook).

Part of BYU’s honor code stipulates that you have to attend church regularly, I believe the rules then (and perhaps now still) required you to make it to church 80 percent of the time, and yes, someone at church is in charge of tracking attendance. In telling this tale over the years, some people have asked me “What about non-Mormons? Do they have to go to church?” There are non-Mormons who go to BYU (my friend Kael, for example) and they are required to attend whatever services are appropriate to their religious beliefs, just as Mormons have to attend Mormon church, which is weirdly held on campus in various lecture halls. When I stopped showing up at church, I was technically breaking the rules. At first, no one really noticed but then I accidentally called attention to myself.

That semester, I was looking for a job and since no one in my life warned me about multi-level marketing (MLM) scams, I ended up an “independent contractor” for Vector Marketing. That is, I was selling Cutco knives. I was amused by the gig at first because I was like, well, I actually juggle knives so it will be funny if I sell them (it was not funny). If you know about MLMs, then you already know that they rely on you selling to everyone you know and I mostly knew poor college students who did not want or need to spend hundreds of dollars on a set of kitchen knives. I was desperately trying to figure out who I could put on my little song and dance for, so I turned to my congregation’s directory and bravely cold called the wives of my ward’s bishop and first counselors (Mormon church is divided into “wards”, which are congregations governed by a bishop who is aided by two counselors and these people are always men). They generously agreed to hear my sales pitch. I guess I didn’t think my plan all the way through because during one of my meetings, the woman’s husband, that is, my ward’s bishop, showed up and realized he had never seen me before, which led to some uncomfortable questions about what the heck I was doing and why I had not been at church. Whoops.

Shortly afterwards, I got a call from the bishop asking me to meet with him in a more official capacity. I barely remember this meeting but the gist was that I had to go to church or they would have to kick me out of school. I remember telling him it felt hypocritical to go to church when I was confused about my beliefs. This was apparently an unsatisfactory answer. I also brought up the fact that there are plenty of people who drink and party on Saturday night (also an honor code violation) who roll into church on Sunday as if they weren’t hung over. I suggested it was much worse to hypocritically attend church after breaking the rules than to not break any rules and simply not attend church while thinking about things. This was the wrong answer. People love it when you keep up appearances and hate when you point out contradictions (autism strikes again).

I was then contacted by office of the next person up the Mormon hierarchy, the stake president (groups of wards are organized into “stakes” overseen by the stake president). I remember a lot more of this encounter because it was contentious and I felt convinced of my rightness (classic 19-year-old behavior, but you know what I was actually right). The stake president lectured me for a long time about how I was being terrible and he told me that going to BYU is a dream opportunity for so many, but I was squandering it. I specifically remember him telling me that I was taking up space for someone who deserved to be there. I paraphrased a well-known piece of Mormon lore at him, “whom the lord calls, the lord qualifies.” If god wanted someone to attend BYU, they would be there, regardless of what I was doing. Did you know that old dudes in power super hate it when young women disagree with them and they do it with citations? Well, I learned on that day (I re-learn this lesson often, I fear). By the time the meeting ended, I knew my academic career at BYU was over.

I went back to my apartment after I told my roommate that this is probably how it feels to be on drugs. I was laughing and crying. I was freaking out. The stake president told me I would be asked to leave BYU until I sort myself out. I was sure my life was over. I had worked so hard in high school—taking AP classes, getting good grades, going to church all the fucking time, doing activities—because I knew college was the way out of my town and my family drama and now it was all falling apart. I had always assumed I would go to college and get a job and I thought my life was going to be ruined forever (spoiler: it wasn’t. I don’t want anyone to worry). I had no idea what happened to people when they got kicked out of college. I had never heard of such a thing. I felt like I had done everything right only to do something so incredibly wrong.

Letter on BYU letterhead from the Honor Code Office informing me that my "ecclesiastical endorsement has been withdrawn" and that I am no longer permitted to attend class, register for classes, or graduate as of 12/17/2005
Official letter asking me to leave BYU that I have kept all this time

I was technically not “expelled” from school in a traditional sense, but I knew I wouldn’t be going home and getting right with the lord just to return to a place that was making me miserable, even if I hadn’t yet fully articulated what was making me unhappy. BYU sent me a formal letter informing me that they had revoked my “ecclesiastical endorsement,” which meant I had lost the rights to attend class or graduate from BYU and even to live in my apartment because it was “BYU-approved housing” until I got my local bishop to say I was in good standing with the church and endorse me again. I finished my semester unhappy and angry with everything, not to mention fucking cold because a year and a half of school later and I still had no idea how to dress for Utah winter. My roommate Devon—who was not Mormon at the time but later converted to marry some man—and I spent the time dreaming up funny pranks that might actually be worth being expelled over, like distributing condoms all over campus.

I left school and moved back in with my dad. Of course, I did manage to graduate college a few years later, and I moved out of my hometown again too. I had a rough year dealing with the dissonance between what I expected my college experience to be and how things happened in reality, but that is a tale for another day.

It seemed then, and honestly still seems to me now, so silly to be kicked out of school over not showing up to church for a few months. I wasn’t doing anything really bad. I didn’t drink or have pre-marital sex, act on any “same-sex attraction,” or try “soaking” (I am still not sure this is a real thing but perhaps the mormon youth are that desperate to bone down). I just wanted time to think about what I believed in and what kind of life would feel right to me, and within a single semester I lost something I had worked so hard for. I thought I was going to be able to graduate college in just three years because I had come in with so much credit from taking AP classes in high school. Although I’m not sure it would have ultimately worked out, I was really upset about it for a long time. I might have graduated before the 2008 recession and gotten a job before that kind of thing was impossible for recent graduates! Again, we can’t know all the alternate universe versions of ourselves. I’m ultimately grateful to not have Brigham Young University haunting my resume for the rest of my life.

I am sharing this today because every year I think about this strange anniversary. I thought people might be interested in this whole story. People are shocked whenever I bring it up but it’s something that’s hard to explain in brief. It’s been twenty years since I thought my life would be ruined by being kicked out of college. In hindsight, I’m proud to have been expelled from Brigham Young University. How many people can add that to their resume?

Two Weeks in the Life: December 15, 2025

Hello, friends and enemies. The news this week is that my Eurovision plans are officially canceled. I was really excited to go for my 40th birthday, but the European Broadcasting Union (EBU) is doubling down on its support for Israel, and I don’t feel I can go in good conscience. Last week, the EBU had a meeting with broadcasters from all the countries that participate in Eurovision. There had been talk of letting members vote whether Israel should participate next year, but I think that Israel claiming that they’re having a “cease fire” (which it has violated over 500 times and during which Israel has destroyed over 1,500 buildings) gave the broadcasters cover to keep on ignoring the atrocities. So far, only five countries have said they will boycott the competition while Israel is allowed to stay: Spain, Ireland, Slovenia, the Netherlands, and Iceland. The director of the Eurovision Song Contest has boldly come out saying that it “shouldn’t be used as a political theatre,” which is nuts considering the entire damn point of Eurovision was to get European countries to like each other again after World War II. It sucks to have something I like so much ruined like this.

All that said: what should I do for my 40th birthday? The Eurovision trip was exciting for the Eurovision itself of course but also because I had given myself the challenge of learning as much German as possible before going to Vienna. I stopped working on the language when it started to look like they were going to allow Israel to compete as usual. I wasn’t super obsessed with learning German and wanted to keep spending my time on Spanish and Icelandic. I like when I can do something that combines multiple interests and I like going to places after having a chance to read up on them. I don’t love going places with no context, as I learned when I was 14 and we lived in England for a year and my (now ex-)step-mom dragged us to every historical and cultural site on the island. I am being encouraged to find an alternative 40th birthday activity but I’ve had this in mind for so long that I’m drawing a complete blank. Any suggestions from the commentariat?

Books and Other Words

Paperback book: Time's Convert by Deborah Harkness
Time’s Convert

Time’s Convert is the fourth book in Deborah Harkness’s All Souls series and the first to feature different main characters. While the first three books were exclusively about the relationship between Diana Bishop and Matthew de Clermont, Time’s Convert focuses on Matthew’s vampire son, Marcus, and his girlfriend Phoebe who has decided to become a vampire herself (good for her). The story bounces between the perspectives of Marcus coming of age and becoming a vampire during the American revolutionary war and, in the present, Phoebe becoming a vampire and the happenings of the Bishop-de Clermont household. I found this book a bit harder to get interested in than the previous ones, perhaps because I am simply not interested in the American revolutionary period or perhaps because there was too much movement between different story lines. It was still an enjoyable read overall, just not as intense as the previous books. I’m onto the next book already and I’m liking it better so far.

book cover for Don Quijote shown on Kobo ereader. Fritz the cat is snoozing on my lap
Don Quijote de la Mancha feat. Fritz

I finally finished reading Don Quijote! I started in January (see this post) and it took me the whole fucking year! Although I didn’t exactly read it every day and my ereader reports that I spent 67 hours total reading, which is a lot of time to be sure but not “takes a whole year” numbers. It was definitely a good learning exercise and, if nothing else, I have improved my stamina for reading in Spanish. I think I would have been better served by reading a chapter summary in English or even reading the English translation before each chapter in Spanish, just because there’s a lot of archaic weirdness and it was hard to keep up, despite the literal thousands of footnotes scattered through the book for the modern Spanish reader. It’s not unlike English speakers reading Shakespeare with no preparation (although Shakespeare’s plays are short).

As for the actual content of the story, I did like it. I found a lot of humor in it (and I believe there is even more humor there that I did not find lol). I mean, it’s inherently funny for Sancho to go on and on about how he would like to be rewarded for his service with an island only to be made a governor later on and fucking hate it (plus he’s illiterate, which is not ideal for government functionaries). I particularly enjoyed some of the bizarre characters who showed up and there’s even an appearance from the wizard Merlin in which he drops some sick rhymes. What a cool guy. Something else I was amused by is that Don Quijote (ne Alonso Quijano) goes nuts after reading too many novels about knights, and there’s a scene where a local priest and Don Q’s housekeeper are trying to get rid of all these books that drove him mad. It just goes to show that people will be pissed off about any medium at all. If it’s not the kids and their damn phones its the landed gentry and their chivalric fiction. I also think there’s an element of what we would now understand as fan fiction in this tale. Cervantes is very well versed in this genre and then decides to make up his own guy to send him on adventures in this universe, which feels very fan fiction to me. Is that all fiction? Is that just being alive? I don’t even know anymore but I think there’s an argument to be made. Maybe I’ll get a master’s in Spanish and write a thesis about it (please don’t let me do that).

Meanwhile, on the internet:

Media

I was already planning to write bit about how I have started getting DVDs from the library instead of paying for every streaming service at once, and then I saw 404 Media published The Last Video Rental Store Is Your Public Library, to which I say: hell yeah. Kirk and I recently decided to get caught up on Doctor Who and of course it’s somehow not on any streaming service that we already pay for. Then I remembered that the library has DVDs that you can borrow for free. I could have been doing this all along! It’s not surprising that more and more people are remembering that they can get their shows at the library now that streaming services are fragmented and prices are going up. When Netflix was new, it really seemed like we would be able to get any show or movie at any time forever so it was unnecessary to have DVDs or your own collection. Well, that clearly turned out to be a lie. Stop spending money on streaming services! Get ye to the local library!

Computer World

I recently discovered that Linux (at least Linux Mint) doesn’t allow you to right-click and edit properties for music files like Windows does, which had me searching online for how to do that! After the Great MP3 Reorganization, I am unwilling to let my music collection fall back into disarray. I found a program called EasyTag (also available on Windows lol) that is for exactly this kind of stuff. It is, indeed, easy to use. I was very glad to get it set up because the new Rosalía album had the artist tagged as “ROSALÍA” instead of “Rosalía,” which are two completely unrelated entities as far as the computer is concerned. I’ve set it all to rights now. By the way, the album is really fucking good.

Rampant Consumerism

Kirk and I had been talking for a little while about switching to an induction stove, both because it’s probably environmentally better and to get us away from the local gas company, PG&E (fuck PG&E). Our microwave broke on Thanksgiving, just before it’s most important week of the year (Thanksgiving leftover season is peak microwave time) and we quickly realized that a microwave is very important to how we operate. So, we went out and bought both new appliances. They are very nice! I wasn’t sure how I would feel about the induction stove but it heats things up so quickly and evenly. I love it! I’ve been putting the oven through thorough testing by making a ton of holiday treats over the last week and I feel like it’s doing a good job. I think our old one ran a little cold, so it’s nice to have one that works correctly. I was alarmed to learn that you apparently have to “burn in” a new oven, so consider this a public service announcement. I turned on the oven and freaked out when I smelled burning and thought there was some kind of plastic trapped in there. No. Apparently that’s just a thing that no one should worry about.

By the way, if you’re in Sacramento and looking to switch from gas to induction, SMUD has a good rebate available.

my stove and microwave, which are both very shiny. My reflection is visible in the microwave and I'm giving a thumbs up
new microwave and induction stove!

Doing Stuff

I had a super busy weekend doing holiday stuff. We went to see Sac Ballet do The Nutcracker, which I enjoy more now that I know more about ballet and about what the hell is happening in the story. It’s not always very easy to figure out what is going on in these ballets if you’re not already familiar. I think my favorites are the peppermint dancers, they just look fun. I also thought the dancers playing the gnome and Mother Ginger were very fun to watch; they hammed it up well and Mother Ginger was low-key vogueing the house down.

On Sunday, Lemon and I hosted a holiday cookie party and invited our friends to show up with cookies to swap. Honestly, hanging out with your homies and eating a ton of cookies is peak human activity; it doesn’t get much better! I highly recommend it. Here’s the cookie spread!

A table covered in various types of holiday cookies
cookie party spread

Languages

One of the fun parts about translating Wikipedia articles is filling in the network of articles that connect to a topic. I had been translating some articles into Spanish about songs from this year’s Eurovision, which included the Miriana Conte song “Serving” aka “Serving Kant.” This really necessitated explaining the concept of “serving cunt” in Spanish as well because otherwise the controversy about the song title doesn’t mean much. I also translated the article on the Arabian riff (you’ll know it when you hear it! There’s an audio player on the Wikipedia page). That was cool because I didn’t even realize that tune had a name or a history beyond the schoolyard rhyme of “there’s a place in France/where the naked ladies dance.”

I’m doing similar things in Icelandic (not thematically similar; I’m not ready to explain serving cunt in Icelandic) and I recently translated the article on kúgildi, which was a unit of value that means “cow value,” into English. I’m very proud of my work on the article on Garðskagaviti, a lighthouse in southern Iceland and a favorite of my lighthouse-loving friend Abby. This article is not a translation! The Icelandic article was light on information so I read some articles (mostly in Icelandic) about the lighthouse and wrote this Wikipedia page, then translated it into Icelandic to review with my teacher. I haven’t updated Icelandic Wikipedia yet, so if you go looking for that version, you’ll need to wait a few days.

Moving It

Last call for my next dance (and perhaps final) recital! It is on Saturday, December 20. If you want to go, you can get a ticket here: https://www.etix.com/ticket/o/10638/galaxydancearts

Kitchen Witchery

I have been making a lot of holiday treats and the majority are pictured here. We got:

  • Sugar cookies with Christmas M&Ms.
  • Gingersnaps (I roll them in vanilla sugar for a little extra excitement).
  • Chessboard cookies (from the Nordic Baking Book).
  • Dulce de leche fudge (I also made walnut fudge but forgot to take a picture. You can imagine it, I’m sure).
  • Toffee! In high demand among my family members.
  • Candied nuts, a new addition this year. I used the Smitten Kitchen recipe.
  • The diva, my million peso shortbread.

It might look like I’ve been subsisting entirely on treats, but here is some actual food to prove otherwise. After thanksgiving, I immediately put my leftover turkey to use in turkey, farro, and chickpea soup and then a pot pie (I use a recipe from The Harvest Baker). I used the rest of the chickpeas I made for the soup in tahini loaded sweet potatoes, which we like a lot. Finally, I made a bean and bacon soup.

Cat Therapy

Finally, here are some cat photos for your nerves.

Three Weeks in the Life: November 30, 2025

Hello, friends and enemies. Let’s start with some knee news. I saw my doctor this week for a cortisone shot, which has really made me knee hurt less, so that’s great. The bad news is the doctor said I have fully worn out the cartilage in parts of my knee joint. I have unfortunately exhausted most of my lifetime supply of cartilage in just under 40 years, and once that shit is gone, it’s gone. The only options are to try not to do anything hard on the knees, get cortisone shots for the pain, and, eventually, get the knee replaced. However, knee replacement is not something anyone is keen to do until it’s absolutely necessary, and a replacement knee is only good for 15–20 years so it does not make sense to give a new knee to someone my age.

tweet by @screaminbutcalm dated March 12, 2019 that reads me sowing: haha fuck yeah!!! Yes!! me reaping: Well this fucking sucks. What the fuck.
a classic tale

I’ve been moping a lot over this news because it really does suck. The doctor said I have to confine myself to low-impact exercise (swimming, biking, yoga, etc.), and that I should not be dancing. I think it is possible for me to do ballet and perhaps jazz class in a low-impact way, but I’m done tap dancing for certain and in ballet I won’t be able to do any jumps or fancy stuff, and I definitely won’t be able to go on pointe. It seems unfair that you can burn through your cartilage so quickly. I probably did get my money’s worth playing roller derby and lifting heavy weights, so at least I got to live a little, but it’s just a bummer knowing I’ve already lifted my heaviest lift and I won’t get to learn any fancy ballet jumps. My doctor said sometimes professional athletes also burn out their joints at a young age but they at least get paid for it. Alas, I ruined my body for free.

I know I won’t stay mopey forever, but for now I am still grieving a version of my life I thought I might live. It hurts every time more options get closed off due to disability, but I have already been thinking about what low-impact stuff I may do instead. Every medical professional has emphasized that it’s extremely important that you stay active when you have these sorts of problems, you just can’t be active in the wrong way (not a very simple thing to figure out). I think the only way forward is to make my upper body jacked as fuck. I am also reflecting on the fact that unicycling is a low-impact activity. We shall see what happens.

In better body-related news, I am getting my braces off before the end of the year! I have about three weeks to go before getting them removed. I have no idea why they originally told me it would take fifteen months; it has been six. We only had to bring my front teeth back in since those had gotten pushed outward over the years. My original orthodontia from when I was a teen seems to have done its job in the rest of my mouth. I’m very much looking forward to being done with this!

Current Events

I don’t know how to say this in a way that doesn’t sound like I wear a tinfoil hat, but we all have to get more critical of the information we take in and the source of the information. I saw this post circulating on instagram this week and it got me and I went and looked up the article.

screenshot of an X post by @equalityAlec with the headline "US navy accused of cover-up over dangerous plutonium in San Francisco" and the comment "I want you to understand that while news media and politicians were fearmongering every day about shoplifting in SF (while property crime was *down*), THIS was happening: "the inhalation of one-millionth of an ounce will cause cancer with a virtual 100% statistical certainty."
the plutonium cover-up

The Guardian reports that “US navy knew of potentially dangerous levels of airborne plutonium in San Francisco for almost a year before it alerted city officials” and that “the plutonium levels exceeded the federal action threshold at the navy’s highly contaminated, 866-acre Hunters Point Naval Shipyard,” which is next to a residential neighborhood. They estimate that there are various radioactive and toxic substances there, including about 2,000 grams of plutonium-239, “one of the most lethal substances on the planet” and “the inhalation of one-millionth of an ounce will cause cancer with a virtual 100% statistical certainty.” This stuff will fucking kill you.

I don’t know and do not want to suppose that there is necessarily a link between the navy covering up this plutonium situation and the shoplifting panic that gripped us last year, but I do think it’s interesting to explore. You may recall that the media was so riled up about shoplifting last year that we had a statewide proposition about it. And there wasn’t really even a reason to be riled up, just cops and business owners going out and talking to the reporters and reporters generally repeating what they said without investigating. Prop 36, which I covered in my voter guide at the time, passed with a wide margin, and basically made the threshold for a felony lower. Shoplifting makes businesses upset, but it generally poses no real danger to the public (armed robbery is another matter but the panic was specifically about shoplifting). In contrast, this coverup is something that will almost certainly kill people but I would be surprised if it results in legislation or anything approaching the amount of press coverage the alleged wave of shoplifting received. We need better journalism and we need to shift our cultural understanding of what it means to enact violence.

Books and Other Words

After re-reading A Discovery of Witches, I continued with the next two books in the series: Shadow of Night and The Book of Life. They are both great books! I love Shadow of Night in particular because it’s set in the 16th century (because the protagonist is the rare kind of witch who can time travel) and Deborah Harkness is just great and writing a rich historical setting. More historians should be writing fiction!

paperback book The Destruction of Palestine Is the Destruction of the Earth. Fritz the cat is snoozing in the background
The Destruction of Palestine Is the Destruction of the Earth

In more serious reading, I read The Destruction of Palestine Is the Destruction of the Earth by Andreas Malm. This book is actually a lecture that the author gave in 2024, about six months into Israel’s current escalation against the Palestinian people. Malm connects the destruction of Palestine with the issues we are facing globally regarding climate change, tracing the link between imperialism and fossil fuel consumption back to the British empire’s use of coal-powered steam engines, then charting the United States’ support of Israel as a way to secure access to Middle Eastern oil. Malm notes that the world’s militaries account for “more than five per cent of annual CO2 emissions”, and that’s not even factoring in the emissions generated from waging war and detonating bombs. As usual, these problems are connected.

Meanwhile, on the internet:

  • More Articles Are Now Created by AI Than Humans via Five Percent. Fuck these “AI” companies for ruining our internet. Regular reminder that this website will never have anything AI on it if I can help it!
  • It’s My Party and I’ll Leave When I Want To: Talking to the gerontocracy via the Intelligencer. It’s a breath of fresh air to see someone writing in depth about how our politicians are just too old! Several have died in office! A lot of these old politicians seem to have completely tied their identity to their job and can’t conceptualize who they would be without it. Others, it seems, are so old that they can’t imagine not having their staff to rely on. From the article, “The inability to see a path forward is one of the darkest aspects of our current quagmire. While the olds may think they are saving us by sticking around, what they are often doing is denying the future itself just when Americans most keenly long to be reminded that there is one ahead of us.”
  • Peter Thiel dumps top AI stock, stirring bubble fears via The Street. This recession/depression is going to hit like a ton of bricks.
  • The Eviction Kings via The Nation. This article is an investigation into a “major corporate landlord” named American Landmark and its practice of tacking on tons of fees and raising rents to get people to leave (or evict them). This kind of landlording is not an isolated case, but what makes this interesting is that American Landmark is owned by an Israeli company called Elco, and Elco is doing the same kind of shitty landlord behavior in the occupied West Bank. Wealthy people simply do not see people without money as human. It made me think about There Is No Place for Us: Working and Homeless in America by Brian Goldstone, which I read and talked about earlier this year. The whole system is corrupt and the point is to keep poor people poor.
  • A New Reuters Report Illustrates the Right-Wing’s Media Takeover via The Present Age. From the article, “Let’s stop dancing around it. What Reuters documented isn’t some troubling trend toward state media. It is state media. When Newsmax host Rob Schmitt tells Reuters that conservative media figures drop stories because they fear “angering the White House,” he’s describing state media. When he says “a lot of conservative media obviously are very tethered to the president,” that’s not access journalism gone wrong. That’s state media.”

Rampant Consumerism

I hope no one is out there buying things simply for the sake of buying things this weekend. If you’re asking yourself “Should I buy myself something for Black Friday?”, I fear you have lost the plot. That said, I have found some things recently that I want to share. I bought this cat sumo toy for Fritz. It’s basically a really nice puppet designed for wrestling your cat without getting your hand destroyed. Fritz keeps trying to wrestle my hand (and I do indulge him for as long as I can stand it), so when I saw this I was like okay let’s try it. He seems to be having fun with it! The other thing I got recently is another piece of art from Emily Dunlap. I was immediately obsessed with this black cat in the celestial witchy 90s cafe. I don’t know … it speaks to me. It has joined my office decor alongside its sister, the ice cream sundae kitten.

Art arranged on my wall including a new addition of a black cat eating a soup and a sandwich at a celestial witchy 90s themed cafe
Office art wall

Computer World

Last time, I wrote a bit about trying to extricate myself from Google. 404 Media recently reported that Google is now “hosting a Customs and Border Protection (CBP) app that uses facial recognition to identify immigrants, and tell local cops whether to contact ICE about the person, while simultaneously removing apps designed to warn local communities about the presence of ICE officials.” This is an act that has Google firmly coming out on the side of authoritarianism and it is frankly disappointing. I mentioned previously that I am trying out Proton as a replacement for Google drive and calendar. Unfortunately, it’s not working that well. I can’t edit spreadsheets in Proton drive, which is a little annoying because I like to keep my recipe spreadsheet on there so other people can look at it and so I can find recipes if I’m out of the house. I think I’ll have to switch to using an offline copy and uploading a backup to Proton periodically. I also learned that you can’t have multiple people editing a document on Proton drive like you can on google, which is not going to work for me since that’s how we review my writing in my Spanish class. If anyone has some good alternatives for this kind of stuff, please let me know!

Moving It

My next dance recital is coming up on December 20 and it will be your last chance ever to see me tap dance. If you want to go, you can get a ticket here: https://www.etix.com/ticket/o/10638/galaxydancearts

Kitchen Witchery

Of course I went all out for Thanksgiving. My mom, my sister, and my sister’s friend came to visit. I did my usual spread, so I am not posting pictures of every single thing, but I do want to highlight these beautiful rolls and the new bean recipe I made: heirloom bean gratin with panko-herb crust, which came from Rancho Gordo. I am excited that I have a lot of turkey leftover this year so I can cook with it. It seems like after the whole event, sending people home with food, and a couple of nights of leftovers, I never have much left but this year I have a lot. I’m going to make soup with it tonight! Finally, this is not a Thanksgiving recipe, but I wanted to share that I made pumpkin pancakes this morning and they were delicious.

Cat Therapy

Finally, here are some cat photos for your nerves. Just look at this guy.