Tag Archives: disability

fly me. or not.

Looking at the anecdotes posted at tsastatus.net for SEA and SFO sent me diving for a Klonopin.

ensign

In my dreams soldiers shadows steel-browed and tensile
summon aircraft screeching phallic and armed.

back.

When I was six nobody knew where Seattle was. That was not at all what I meant to say.

on my own

As it happens, I have decided to, if not systematically, then at least with some sense of deliberation, try to unpack the tangle of narrative and nervous tissue that constitutes my own origin myth. Some of this involves therapy; some of it involves finishing the goddamned autobiography already.

Cultural assumptions and disability

Taking care that one is engaged every moment in productive activity is related to the meticulous care that some say must be taken to guard one’s thoughts from the temptations of the devil, and that has roots in a distaste for anything that distracts from the Platonic Good.

The CEO in my head, or the one that never comes to work.

…it occurred to me that there may be some sort of connection between my ambivalent attitude towards social networking and the difficulty I have keeping up with even the most leisurely schedule I can possibly come up with for myself even though there are many, many things that I want to do before I die…

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I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop since I was old enough to understand how we in the Western world project ourselves out into the future in a teleological way—or at least as soon as I developed the idea of a near future with consequences attendant on whatever I was doing now…

here's the thing

I think it is more important to do the things with language that you think should be done rather than send out a call for some others somewhere to do something related to their interpretation of your call.

Not expecting to fly

I almost cannot stand the sound of small aircraft flying overhead. I am reminded of this by the feeling I get when I hear a single prop engine plane passing over the city, something that does not happen often in San Francisco, I think because the airspace here is so crowded that most non-commercial low-altitude [...]

look. a post. or as they say on myspace: a blog! a blog within a blog: not opening day

I was going to re-open my blog with some sort of heralding post that announced the re-opening of my blog etc and how I had no idea what I was going to make it “about” so I’ve decided not to make it about anything in particular but to be perhaps more rantish or more linear [...]

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