On This St. Gertrude’s Day, Be Your Mother’s Savage Daughter, Don’t Lower Your Voice

I like this song. I was first introduced through a cover version, but this flipcamera version is much better. Some people who write about this song are a little over the top with their inner wild woman howling at the moon imagery. That typically hits me as appropriative and artificial. And I don’t like those […]

Gertie Goes to the Garage

On Tuesday, Gertie refused to start. For first time readers, Gertie aka St. Gertrude is the Land Rover Defender a friend lent me. Because he could. On Wednesday, I called AAA. My service provider Josh was absolutely thrilled to see the “coolest vehicle I’ve ever serviced.” Sadly, Josh was unable to get her started and […]

That One Time a Friend Lent Me a Land Rover

Being without a vehicle has been tough. I joined ZipCar, the nearest station is only .5 miles from my home. But it is pricey. I attempted the bus, but my PTSD has been a barrier. Same holds true for ride shares. A lovely group of folx have been offering me rides or handling chores that […]