i don't really know how to describe the last couple of months. So many things have happened.
I guess it all started with May 1st. Where i committed myself to the person that i love more then anything. Really i committed myself to a whole community of folks i love more then anything. But that night, that weekedn was so amazing. My friends traveled so far to see it. There was a bbq with lots of grilled veggies and my grandmas home cooked potatoes. There was the radical walking tour which gave me a really good insight into Lawrence itself. Then there was the big ta-doo, the big vegan feast. There were squirt gun fights and an orange soda keg. Our friends gave us a Tandem Bike that makes us a little more adorable then should be allowed. There were some great speeches and a litlle bit of crying. And then we spit shook on loving eachother forever and always being there for each other. Then we all marched down to city hall and spoke out about the injustices that "undocumented" peopel in this country face. Really, i couldn;t have asked for a better wedding.

There is always so much inbetween all this. but the next thing that stands out is my birthday. 21 years old. Dave and i rented a car and drove out to St. Louis (well near it anyways) we stayed in cheesy motel 6's and stopped at broken down rest stops along the way. And then we spent the whole day riding roller coasters and topsy turvy rides. It was great, there was one roller coaster called the Boss. It totally kicked me and daves butts, but i guess that's what a boss is designed to do. We spit on national guard posters and made out in a photo booth. And then went out to an all you can eat buffett full of home fries, hot potatoes and soft serve. Really you can't ask for a better birthday/honeymoon.

And i would like to tell you about the last action. about the bravery and ferocity of my comrades. About their silence and their screams, and what it feels like to have 200 pounds of cop on your back pressing the pressure points on the back of your neck. But i have court on the 26th, so more about that later.

The most recent adventure was to Baltimore. another day on the bus and another halfway across the country trip. The infoshop gathering was really great. I felt left out at times when the discussions about book purchasing and overhead and back stock started to sound more like a gathering of Barnes and Nobles. But someone always pulled it out in the end. And it solidified my resolve that i am going to make out with Black Sheep Books, just watch. The bookfair was great too. It's hard when you are so broke to not spend the money you don't have. and of course now i have a few debts to some distros, but oh well. they know i'm good for it. Seeing Ward Churchill speak reminded me of how much a wingnut he can be, which of course reminded me of how much of a wingnut i am. Christian Parenti is pompous and i kind of liked it, and no one has ever given a workshop on the zapatistas i have walked away from feeling empowered or good. But oh well. After another 24 hours on that beast we made it back to Lawrence.

Where a whole different crew of folks packed up and went to PIX fest. The reviews i have heard so far have not been good, something about chris clavin and "ethical capitalism". Oh well though. Dave is gone with them and i am re-learning how to take care of myself. I don't know what it is, but somehow whenever he leaves my personal hygiene goes right with him.

That is a few months in review, sort of. I am sure there will be a good zine about all this someday. And hell when i finally getting around to writing my memoirs, maybe this shit will reappear.
Now i'm just rambling.
xoxo