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
Sauna night at Olivin
Oh my, say her eyes. Oh my, say mine.
Rabbit.
I see my mother in the fat // of my chin, my father // in the moles that pepper // my skin.
Two weeks ago in Vienna
Goldegg At breakfast in Vienna with Ralf
McCain beat by a community organizer. And now, the real work.
I look forward (my god, for the first time in many, many years) ...
Tea with a vodka chaser
That translates to “stupid lost American,” in case you’re guessing.
Balcony daze.
Niels is on his way over. We’ll make hamburgers with our fingers in raw ground meat. We’ll ditch purity for fries from the freezer section. But we’ll eat on the balcony. That’s
Random AF
My favorite Syrian lesbian is an infidel named Tom
Those damn Western infidels!
Über Alles
First a word from our sponsor… When I was growing up in the church (yes, you read that right), the call to come to Jesus was pitched somewhat like this: “you could get hit by a bus tomorrow.” That’s right.
I wanna take you to a gay bar.
Korey warned me that there would be days that I felt like this. Lonely. Bitter. Jaded.
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.