What I don’t know of war I never want to know. Yet …
Last night, the Boy and I attended the final performance of "Secondhand-Zeit. Das Ende des roten Menschen." at the Musikbrauerei.
Rants & Raves
Might as well smoke then
The more pressing dangers of corporate culture deserve more scrutiny.
In my box (2024).
My thoughts are a scary place.
This is not Reggie Watts
After a night with the disinformationist, I AI him.
The Hunter in the garden
I don't want the hurt to make me smaller. I have a generous heart. There's room for more, I repeat, I repeat. I want to believe in the enduring power of love.
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Week 5, in which I enjoyed art and political confrontation
I biked to Mitte to check out an exhibit at KOW featuring works by Jens Jensen, Barbara Hammer, and Tobias Zielony.
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Tammi’s V-Day tip: never regret love.
This is definitely not my typical post. I admit to being an unrepentant romantic. And it’s the Hallmark Holiday! So… …a virtual
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My first canyon
About Walnut Canyon...wow. My photographs will never do justice to what it was like looking over into that canyon.
Books, Movies, Etc.
Two of hearts
After beloved U. was done casting his soap dish with Raysin 200, there was leftover plaster for two
A romantic weekend … in Spandau?
Beloved U. and I had long planned to see HEILUNG again in concert at the Zitadelle Spandau (Spandau
More than our demons
Watching the last episode of #TheExpanse was bittersweet. But watching it with U. was fantastic. There was a
The elephant in the room
Ivory is more than a material.
Tammi’s news roundup, October 18, 2021
“Unconscionable,” “inexcusable,” and “insane.”
Essays & Poetry
I love your curiosity…
Um, 7ish?
Street sheets miss the point
I think I have always been rather suspicious of consumer-driven donation drives. Buy more and feel good about it? Um, okaaaaay.
You all seem pretty terrible
Put the guns down, "good" guys.
Leaving Auckland
It turns out that gathering up my will to leave this city is harder than I had expected. There is a certain comfort in being on foot, in knowing Janene is close
Week 1: Kitchen … so I volunteered at a food pantry
What I learned cutting open food packaging at Berliner Tafel on Saturday: We are killing our planet for the sake of convenience.
An unforgiving Saturday
Niels, I said, it was the smallest thing. Tables and chairs placed outside on the city sidewalk. Just the expectation. Yes now. This is describable joy: the flush of my skin, the
Random AF
Square muffin
There is something in routine alone that is the essence of love.
This is my prayer.
P.S. To a certain someone who is reading this blog: shhhhh... Your mouth is a tomb, remember?
What if God was one of us…and had office hours?
From Vicki, this morning’s humor: Barack Obama cast as Jesus by a student artist, generating calls to his art school (good and bad) and the candidate actually having to “distance” himself from the artist. Jesus. So George W. Bush can
Travel Stories
Poor people don’t have money for budget meals (and other “no shit, Sherlock!” observations)
My personal experience with government-cheese poverty carved a hole in my humanity that will never be filled.
Release me
NSFW, so act accordingly.
Tammi’s news roundup, October 11, 2021
Y'all should take a look at this.
Wagner? Nope, I got nothing.
What I know of the German composer Richard Wagner is what I
Das Leben ist gut
It’s a good life, Tammi. Quit your whining.