Highway Through The Wall

And here we are-- internet in my very own house, unconnected to my phone device. Laptop plugged in, and I can lounge on the mattress in my livingroom and type easily (more easily once I find the nail clippers, sheesh).

Interestingly, I don't have a ton to say right now. My life is slipping out of the high bright shiny intensity it's had lately. I'm finding time for friends and lovers, not reliably but some and without feeling like I need to carve it out with a chainsaw. I have this weekend sorta to myself, so I can wash my floors and dance around in my livingroom (because what else is a livingroom for?

I avoided using all sorts of beautiful slurs that came to mind during a twitter argument today. I have eaten, not one but a couple meals made in my very own house (!!!), one of which contained mint I harvested last summer and dried against just this sort of need. I am even reading again.

I'm very much looking forward to this summer. I think it'll have an interesting cast of characters; I hardly had time last summer to have anyone in my life, and now there're a bunch of people, new and old, who are presenting themselves in my life. I'm glad of this. There are also more social opportunities, at least some of which might be to my taste, and I'm very glad of this.

There's lots of home stuff to do yet-- figure out the kitchen and the rat room, for instance. And I need to figure out just how much of my time I want to schedule-- June, for instance, is going to be a headache and a half.

My permacultural sensibilities are coming to light again too. I blame Twitter for that mostly-- it offers a steady stream of links which I can read and then analyze according to my own sensibilities, so I am reminded to look at and analyze everything according to those sensibilities. A headline article the other day-- living wage now at 18.something for a two-child family with parents that work full-time --particularly reminded me of this. The point of the article was to bemoan the rising cost of living in Vancouver and was throwing rings into the poverty and minimum-wage arenas, but of course it sidestepped the issue that many of the things we spend money on are unsustainable and will run out sooner or later (or at least change substantially). So sure, inequality is bad and there's lots of that in Van, but the solution may not be as clear-cut as 'give people more money' especially in this context.

Things that *are* solutions might be akin to Fresh Roots' work-for-veggies urban CSA stuff, housing and food options that aren't based on our incredibly wasteful current options (community, multigenerational-family, or neighborhood meals are a better option in many ways than building one kitchen per every two adults in the city), I'm sure Kynnin is a font of more sustainable childcare ideas (mentioning that cause it was mentioned in the article), etc, etc, not to mention all the current trendy stuff regarding relocalisation (esp. of food, which, sorng things, sorry guys, means you don't get every fresh veggie you want when it's out of season-- so while the article mentioned 'nutritious' food I'd like to see what they mean, and whether it's necessarily tomatoes shipped in from Mexico or peas from China).  I know that in Vancouver more and more eating out seems more like a right than the privilige I understood it to be as I was growing up, and I think the community meals thing is especially going to come up soon because of that-- it's a sustainable way of doing things socially, equipment-wise, and time-wise (because let's face it, one person cooking for themselves with another cooking for themselves next door is not an eficcient use of time, which is why so few of us cook serious meals for just ourselves).  That lets the amount of meal prep time required to work from-scratch local materials into meals become realistic, because you're not doing it every day.

Wow, I'm wandering now.

Enough of this.  More when I can think in a straight line (or as straight as I ever could).

Be well.