Continuing from where I left off at the end of ‘After Addis 1‘, on the seven phases of the seven trips of this brown astronaut around the planet known as Ethiopia… Phase 1: immediately following migration, a time of feeling completely at ease with myself, it not even occurring to me to change to adapt to the norms … More After Addis 2
Thank you DustyFoot for your mesmerizing Hearts Abroad piece about solitude, reunion and absence.
Well, the satellite dishes were everywhere in full bloom in Addis, and I’ve learned that its impossible to be matter-of-fact not only about going to but also leaving from Ethiopia. The ‘going to’ always means something- if not to you-the-goer, then to the person who hears of it. Back in the spring and early summer, … More After Addis 1
Reader response to my last post has been that I write more about this topic: 5) Pets and habesha people: write a retrospective of my colorful personal histories with pets. “His name was ‘Yeneneh’. Things would have worked out much better between us if he himself was aware of that…” (Note: no pets were harmed in the … More The Pet Chronicles
When Chris Rock does his stand-up, there’s often a part where, after he makes a statement that gets the audience rolling, he goes ‘Yeah I said it! I said it. I fucking said it.’ This feels like one of those moments. Except I’m not Chris Rock so whatever I have to say is not funny and … More The Black Hole: Or Top Ten Posts That Never Were But One Day Might Be
I find it super neat when I request ‘Rebka Fisseha’, or some combination thereof, for my username when opening a new online account and get the message that the username is unavailable. No way! Waaay! Awesome. Now that’s belonging. I used to be smug about having a ‘secret weapon’ name but I’ve found that I like this … More Username Unavailable
Why Sleep? Vol. 1 – Sinziro (a.k.a. Thumboy) In Brief: Literally littlest brother of seven gets revenge on his evil older siblings.
Depending the position of the sun when you ask me, I might be pro or anti-mommmyhood. Morning being generally an optimistic time, ante-meridiam will find me pro. By afternoon, reality has beat the sunshine out of me and it is I who is in need of superhuman patience and pampering. Auntiehood, as you may know, … More Auntie SOSo
I haven’t watched 12 Years A Slave. I’ve been dragging my feet about it, no pun intended. Last time someone asked me to go with, I said, “But I’ve already seen Django Unchaaiinned” (last part is my voice ending on a screeching whine). As far as I was concerned, I’d done my “slave-movie” quota for … More Over It.
So, tomorrow is January 7 and if you know that it’s supposed to be Christmas and you’ve already got the doro wot simmering on the stove, then yaaay good for you, but if you’re so lapsed that tomorrow is going to be just another Same Shit Different Day kinda day for you, then this little thing I … More Happy SSDD
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