Often I try to remind myself of the Cosmic Calendar and that I’m just a puny human on this miniscule floating rock, hurtling through space, whose life is just a tiny little blip. Thank you, Cosmos. But it’s still easy to get wrapped up in daily life. Last weekend should have been spent dismantling our home, in earnest. But it feels like there’s never enough time, funds are low and stress levels are HIGH. My boyfriend has been putting in a lot of overtime at work (unpaid), staying late daily and going in on the weekends. I’ve been scrambling to get all of my bases covered financially. We knew this month would be painful. We paid rent twice - for our current apartment and the one we are moving into. On top of a full month’s rent for damage deposit. And we’ve begun purchasing items for the new place and I’ve reserved a moving truck. Naturally payment is due soon for summer camp too. EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE. So I needed a little break from tearing my hair out this past weekend and gave in to good times with my son. Saturday we kicked things off with an advanced screening of Legends of Oz, in 3D (not very good but free). Then hit up two comic book shops for Free Comic Book Day. Then stopped by a lovely outdoor potluck (I made sweet potato/black bean enchiladas). And ended the day with the endurance test of Cinco De Mayhem. We were there for five hours watching pinata after pinata be destroyed. My son’s Jack Skellington was somewhere in the middle while my teeny little Totoro was second to last. And popped open with one good whack.
Now for four great things and one stupid one:
- Last week’s “We Need More Diverse Books” campaign got noticed.
“You don’t feel invited to the party if you don’t see yourself reflected in the literature,” LaTronica said. “Why would you be drawn in something you don’t see yourself in at all? It’s so important to those kids who don’t have the exposure to a bigger world. It helps them build that respect and empathy and understanding.”
- And speaking of diversity in books…How Censors Killed The Weird, Experimental, Progressive Golden Age Of Comics: In the 1940s, comic books were often feminist, diverse, and bold. Then the reactionary Comics Code Authority changed the trajectory of comic book culture for good.
- Love what this guy did. “And That’s How You Paint Something Amazing When You Have No Drawing Skills“
- Stop Saying “I Have A Boyfriend” to deflect unwanted attention: an excellent piece by Alecia Lynn Eberhardt on the agency of women, inspired by a quote she’d seen:
Male privilege is “I have a boyfriend” being the only thing that can actually stop someone from hitting on you because they respect another male-bodied person more than they respect your rejection/lack of interest.
On a related note, “Not certain that gender carries privilege? This comic is for you.”
- It’s so disappointing when artists I’ve enjoyed reveal themselves to be wrong-headed idiots. And such is the case with Wayne Coyne of The Flaming Lips. The latest stupidity being this: Flaming Lips drummer says he was fired over Native American headdress controversy. More here. And here. Groan.
This weekend I plan to give the household my thorough attention. Moving boxes and packing tape have been acquired. Purging has begun. I’ve photographed some items to be sold or given away. I’ve even got my first eBay listing up in years, and it’s doing well. Naturally I was just offered a wedding to shoot at the last minute, on Saturday. It’s tempting to say yes because we could use the money but I’m in one of those “time is money” modes and the moving house countdown has begun.
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