Tag: life

  • Cut Your Water Bill by 75% or More

    Cut Your Water Bill by 75% or More

    Water Bill getting to be too much? Here’s how you can cut that thing by 75% or more. This isn’t a secret, unless you like secrets; the thing is, most folks assume that they need all kinds of water for all kinds of activities – that ain’t true. If you’re swimming, you probably need water. Flushing a toilet? Water will definitely make it easier. Trying to put out the fire your kid started in the front yard – water is the ticket. Aside from that, you can do without a lot of your water usage. I’ve outlined a number of ways to reduce the speed at which your water meter spins and get the gallon guzzling under control.

    1: Stop doing dishes. You’re gonna eat off them again, yes? It’s just food on there, no need to waste water cleaning it when you’ll just get it dirty again. If it’s moldy, windex that shit, wipe with a paper towel and voila! What’s that, you’re not gonna use it again? Throw it away, fuck it. 

    2: How often are you showering? Anything more than once a month is too much. Oh, you work a job that makes you sweat a lot, that’s ok, use more deodorant, wherever you sweat. Put it on thick, that’ll stop the sweat from escaping those little pores. And if you’re living anywhere that the temperatures drop below 60 degrees for extended periods, you can just seal the shower off, you don’t need to clean up, you’re not that dirty. Maybe go jump in the creek once in a while, cut a hole in the ice if needed, but showering in cold weather is dumb. 

    3: Hand-washing? Stop! Why? Hand sanitizer, forks, spoons, knives, hammers, wrenches, screwdrivers, rivet-guns, sticks, there’s so many options that don’t require water. I know, I know, hand-washing kills germs – so does Everclear, and it tastes better than soap, trust me on that one. Wash a little, drink a little, I can’t believe this didn’t catch on in the 19th century.

    4: Do you have a beautiful green “natural” lawn? Do you live in Phoenix, or Las Vegas, or Los Angeles? Or anywhere else that doesn’t provide for the organic upkeep of a lush emerald patch of earth? Stop watering! Grass grows just fine where it’s supposed to. If it’s not growing fine where you are, don’t try to be a hero and make your lawn beautiful just so the neighbors will feel bad about their patchy brown lot. Rocks are pretty and don’t require watering. Same for dirt, sand, driftwood, “weeds“, and any other shit that doesn’t require you to use water for their upkeep. If you feel the need to beautify the spaces around your home, hire an artist to paint stuff. Artists are really creative and they’ll come up with something that will provide a pleasing aesthetic for anyone passing by. If you’re living in an area classified as arid, semi-arid, or really cold, the idea of green lawns is just stupid. Stop it!

    5: Here’s the big one… you don’t need to drink eight glasses of water a day; you don’t even need to drink one glass, you just need to eat more fruit and vegetables and drink more wine and beer. Fruit and veggies are between 80-95% water, approximately. Don’t waste water by filling a glass to drink, eat healthy food and you’ll get all the water you need. Or, if you’re like me, not ready to give up Sourdough, Patty Melts, Kettle Chips, & Chicken Fried Chicken… and not able to handle the volume of fruit/veg in addition to more delicious foods, up your intake of beer and wine. Similar to fruits and veggies, beer and wine are 80-95% water. You don’t need to drink water; tap, bottled, rehydrated, recycled, hydrogenated, dehydrated, semi-arid or any other variety – wine and beer are here for your hydration nation party.
    If you need more of an incentive to change your habits, consider this. Farmers rely on water to grow our food (both from the skies and from local aquifers and rivers). Without water that food won’t grow. Without that food, we won’t survive. Without survival of our species, other species will thrive… forget everything I wrote, let the ecosystems have their way, let other species thrive, let earth heal. Our time here is limited, a couple hundred years from now the wolves will ask the caribou, “where’d the weirdos go?” And the caribou will reply, “they faded away – returned to the cosmos to create new stardust”. That seems like an appropriate place to end.

  • T-Shirt Ideas for Toddlers

    T-Shirt Ideas for Toddlers

    Hey! Everybody… Fuck You I Won’t do what you tell me  

    Fuck off & Die  

    you can take your peek-a-fucking-boo & your goochie fucking goo & go fuck yourself 

    if you don’t stop, I’ll kidney punch you until you piss blood 

    No! I’m not tired, I’m not sick, and I’m not hungry, I just hate you!  

    Will you please do me a favor and shut the fuck-up!

    Hey, fucker, that’s my fucking cupcake, get your grubby fucking paws off it! 

    pinch my cheeks, lose a fucking finger 

    Blow it out your ass, like I do: 

    Fuck pants & fuck you!

    I’ve been screaming for 13 fucking seconds, where the fuck are you? Don’t be mad, just get me a fucking snack, STAT! 

    I love you, you love me, If you don’t quiet down RIGHT NOW, I’m gonna piss on your head

    I don’t give a fuck who you are, back the fuck up 

    Drop it like it’s hot, no, not me, asshole

    Yes, I’m eating sugar from the bag, fuck off

  • What Does It Mean To Be Alive

    What Does It Mean To Be Alive

    Life, as a concept, is fairly universal in its meaning. If you asked 100 random people to define Life, I expect 90+ responses would be rooted in the idea that it is some combination of being alive/ existing, moving through the world as a sentient creature, and generally trying to move from one day/month/year to the next while finding better/easier ways to maintain. The remaining responses may well run the gamut from the most extreme philosophies on existentialism & nihilism to interpretations of the teachings of Confucius and Kant, stoics, joy chasers, absurdists et al. Regardless of one’s particular lens, the primary vision is the same, figure out what keeps you moving and go with it. But… within each philosophy, there is an underlying question – what happens when people no longer care whether or not they’re alive.

    To live, to be alive, to face each day with the belief that it will be good, relatively speaking, even in the face of difficulties and unknowns is the goal, more or less. But sometimes, people no longer care about the goal. They find that the journey stopped being a worthy utilization of their time and energy and they’ve long since given up on even considering the destination, if there ever was one. When this happens, people usually go one of two ways – either they actively seek a way to put an end to the life they know (quitting their job, ending a relationship, giving up on a dream, or in the most dire cases, ending their life) or they embrace the inner voice that’s been telling them to stop giving a fuck, about most everything.

    The former choice is often accompanied by enormous emotional releases, letting go of all that’s been building inside the self for years or decades even. And this tide of emotions can lead to all kinds of rash decisions resulting in further emotional turmoil. Yet,it can also be the thing that is needed in order to return one’s life back into a reasonable existence that isn’t beset by bitterness & riddled with regret. The latter, and I believe more common today, is based in the knowledge that at the end of the day the world will not end if you ignore, sidestep, or half-ass most everything you are confronted with. Sure, there may be consequences for one’s inaction in some cases but would they be any worse than if you had put forth the effort to address the issue and wound up with little to no appreciable benefit? Probably not, or at least that’s what it seems more people are projecting. And this is not to say that people who don’t have any fucks to give are cold-hearted or indifferent to the pain and suffering they witness, it just means that they no longer possess the capacity to give so much of their emotional self to processing those feels. This is where we are, societally; millions of humans wake-up every day, feigning concern for daily tasks as needed, to escape the questions that come when not playing the part, and go about their routine as though life is perfectly fine – or at least not god-fucking-awful.

    The reasons for this are varied but at the heart of it I believe we’ve arrived here due in large part to the disintegration of humanity as viewed through the lens of wealth disparity. The richest 1,000 Americans possess more wealth than 1/2 the populace. And if those uber-rich assholes had a modicum of decency in their d.n.a., we wouldn’t be in the current socio-political situation that has overwhelmed our collective conscious. This type of pandemic (haves and have nots) is not conducive to the longevity of a species or community or world. The only ways to fix the status quo is to elect public officials who will institute a far more progressive tax code… or to initiate warfare against the members of the ultra elite and their apologists. Anything short of this will give us the most recent version of Rome’s demise. And while I say this knowing full-well I’m not ready to give said fucks, so too, I’m fully present in this chaotic episode of 21st century shitfuckery and am ready to take the necessary actions, whatever those may be. When the people have reached their limit and rise together to oppose those who would have us as their perpetual minions, our collective existence will turn a corner and begin the healing process. Until such time (which might be closer than we think), we must do what we can, as life permits, and not exhaust ourselves in the process.

  • Boxed Sand Bento –

    Boxed Sand Bento –

    For the Class of ’22 – Southwest H.S. – especially; and all of the students, staff, teachers, parents, & caregivers who endured, adapted, and overcame during the Covid 19 pandemic

    Earth tones, smart phones, summer memoirs in stones cast

    Stereo hums – beat of drums – life’s rhythm’s moving…  fast

    The hours we take, we make, we lose then find

    Relations forged in craggy gorge, not thru space nor thyme

    Waves flip & curl – masts unfurl – deep inside our mind

    seeking serenity, stoic genetically, ripping out the vine 

    Snarled bowed bent broken, yank the insides out – 

    Coursing through sinewed feels – No longer devout 

    Gaze upon your crushed & splintered – analyzing self

    Commence with sifting vital bits, stow on starboard shelf

    UnTangle unMangle winnow further still

    Don’t Stress —- be preoccupied –Ɑ ✯ 𝛀 — -\\\- ☄️ ⽔ ✨– practice procrastination… 

    Flip it trip it grind gears, mill

    Efforts anchor medley of melancholic aspiration

    525 thousand ain’t enough to do the work

    Spit and polish not yet glitter, toiling in the murk

    Visions emerge whence lights converge, let the flickers grow

    What’s this you see? Basswood buds! peaking through the snow

    Amalgamate & Consecrate The Essence of the Now

    Circulate then annotate, life lived upon boats’ bow

    Misting skies breathe life to living

    Bespoke beSpeckled be kind be giving

    Toning bonds 

    Glints flight from ponds 

    This; This IS the thing, the essence of all that Is – here & not here & there & theirs

    With Hues of grey in tangled fray, where do souls grow?

    Kept from view, mixing roux, days of boxed sand bento 

    Images imagining immaculate impurities soothing & softening dreamscaped sky

    Fluttering flittering flogging floughetry – 

    Motion of the wrangled fly

    Just because it’s syncopated don’t mean it’s oh so complicated – 

    no need to get all aggravated, slow. your. roll.

    Keep the Keeper – shine the light – Ramble On in2 the night

    Regard the rails – raise your sails

    GO – & wander, Tones On Tails

    Black & Gold & Cree & Crow

    Passing on the telling

    River rise, knot the ties, mushroom-ton-a-Welling

    It’s great, We’re Great! … No – really- seriously, we are… aren’t we?

    But no one… is – mmm, — how u say? 

    Clean the filter, wipe the lens

    Demain- entre nous- flambeaux flambè

    Listen to Saturn the Oceans & Seas

    Talk to the Suns & the Moons 

    Fire-Water-Do Not Burn

    Breathe the ash of ruins

    Mineral min(e)d _ for simple time — passing by the bly

    Walk me out to find the fount & quaff elixir’s rye

    Tend the earth & plant new seed,

    Looking back – ere you lead

    Passions inspire mind’s collective quest

    Find your peoples, build your nest

    In parting prose we knot loose bows, none left in the lurch

    Strike the match & fan the flames with oil from life’s Birch

    Salted steeled integrity be present in thy breast

    Sing & whistle, Lavender Thistle, sop up all the zest