It didn’t even occur to me to miss my dad or feel sad about not having him around on father’s day this year. It’s just very much become one of those things that everybody else celebrates and I sit out. Kinda like mother’s day cause I’m not a mom and my relationship with my mom is almost non existent. Or valentine’s day because they’re always absolutely horrendously catastrophically awful for me so I’ve just fucking given up. I saw all my friends post on facebook and I was like ok and scrolled past. I guess that’s how it goes. huh.

Him: Daz offside! An he kick de man in de head!

Her: Dah eh nuttin!

I love trinidad.

I’m supposed to be rooting for Germany because that’s Chris’s team but emotionally I’m more attached to Mexico. I’ll just cheer for everybody.

I went to go hang out at my girlfriend Alana’s place last night. When I got there she told me her friend Tia was coming over. “Tash, she reminds me so much of you, she’s just a younger version, I’ve wanted you guys to meet for so long.” I was skeptical. On the rare occasion that someone says I remind them of someone else, when I meet them I’m invariably disappointed. That’s what you think of me? Have you met me? It’s usually a case where we have one trait in common, like we’re both assertive or something but nothing else is anything like me.

Well it turns out that Alana was right. Tia really is just like me. We took an almost instant liking to each other and as the night progressed, several times we exclaimed, “Oh my god you really are just like me!” We had many personality traits in common, had the same thought processes. Several times I made wry comments that only she picked up on. She would catch my eye and collapse into laughter. She is funny, smart, centered, and knows exactly who she is and what she’s about. It was a first for me. I have met many kindred souls on my life path, but never anyone who ever felt so much like me, to me. I gotta tell you the experience was awesome. She felt the same. I guess it means we also really like who we are. Hah of course we do!

Sometimes you get to have a night where you laugh so hard your whole body goes limp and you have hold yourself up against a wall while no sound even emanates from your mouth.

Tonight was one of those nights. Give thanks 🙏🏾

I decided to take a stroll around Port of Spain today (if you couldn’t tell by my pictures) after an aborted attempt to renew my passport. It was a nice day, the sky was clear and the temperature was pretty cool. I sat and people watched in the square, had a snow cone, visited the library and so on.

No one bothered me, barely anyone looked at me and it was lovely. I wonder if I’m approaching that age where I’m becoming invisible to men. I doubt it, but if this is what it’s like then bring it! I’ve never liked attention, never liked being looked at or seen. So it was very freeing to just meander without anyone coming into my little peaceful orbit.

When I lived in Caracas I used to roam all over the city day and night. Sometimes I’d leave school and just walk and not come home until night time. It drove my parents crazy and eventually they got me to promise that I’d call my dad wherever I was and he’d pick me up. So I did that. I love walking. And I love being in cities where I can walk. That’s why I love New York and San Francisco so much. London’s a good walking city too. Port of Spain? Eh. It’s not big enough, not pretty or interesting enough, but more than anything, it’s too hot most days. But today was just right. And somehow I saw the city with new eyes. I discovered things I’d never known before, saw buildings that I’d never seen. It’s amazing what you see when you look up. 

I should do this more often. It made me feel good. It made me feel… like myself. I came home feeling peaceful and contented. Next time I’ll wear sneakers.

fineforgetit:

efbombmom:

desertnurse:

blabbering-humdinger:

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momentswithmonsters:

juneofthemoon:

dameofgroans:

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jeffthehardway:

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strikingfire:

ropeandcoffee:

sugarforsalt:

Looking to save a little this summer, so I turned the thermostat to 77. So far it’s not too bad. It’s not as comfortable as I’m used to but it’s not bad. Where’s your ac set?

Ours is set to 81. If it’s cooler, then I freeze.

But it gets 100 here so 80 in my house is fine.

I know I know, call me crazy 🤪

Ours is programmed for 66° at night and 71° during the day.

I dont care what I have to pay, I refuse to sweat in my own home lol

Mine is set to, “Alexa, please turn on the window units,” because I am a poor people.

I live in a house with two other guys and ours is set to whatever the fuck the last guy who walked by it decided was good. I swear I am going to set it at a reasonable temperature and superglue it.

(currently wearing a hoodie because I am freezing)

My thermomostat is original to the stupid, janky house so while the number I put it to is 78, it reads that it’s 64 so, who knows? It’s cold enough that my candles don’t melt once it gets to 120 outside but sometimes the coconut oil does.

The people we rent the house from have the thermostat programmed so that it turns to 77 at 9am and then it goes to 77 again at 6pm and then at 10pm, it goes down to 73. I cannot figure out how to change the program. But I can feel as soon as it gets to 77 and I’m sweating. (I’m still hormonal okay?) I asked my fiancé to figure it out. He said “77 isn’t bad. That’s what money conscious people set it to.” I said, “😑 No. that’s what people who aren’t home all day set it to. 77 is not okay.” Especially since this place is poorly insulated. If it’s 99 outside and the thermostat reads 77, it is only accurate to that square foot around the thermostat.

Mine is turned off 98% of the time (which means I sweat my balls off in my bedroom most nights because old house gets very hot upstairs) because I can’t afford a $200 bill every month for using it.

Ours is set to 72, because our unit sits in the fucking sun & any higher means the apartment temperature hits 85+ inside

I keep ours at 72 during the day & 69 at night plus I have 2 fans blowing on me at all times. I have a heat intolerance so I overheat fast. If the windows in our apartment didnt open horizontally I would put an a/c unit in my room. I like it to be 65 all the time.

Whatever temperature keeps the thing blowing nonstop (not too high, because then it’ll reach the preset temp and turn off). I have to balance that with a desire not to freeze the damn thing, which results in having to turn it off for two hours so that the ice on the coils outside can melt.

I don’t do heat. I don’t do well in it, I don’t like it, I want it to go away.

It’s set lower at night for the same reason. Our room is the farthest from the unit up on the roof, which means that the air flow is weakest. Slowest to cool down, fastest to heat up. We close the vents in the rest of the house almost all the way (just open a smidge to keep from waking up to suffocating temps the next morning), funneling all of the pressure to our room, and set the thermostat to 67. (That’s the other reason for closing the vents at night. 67 by the thermostat is about 78 in the bedroom, which is a no-go, if we were to leave the house vents open.)

Yes, our electric bill is ridiculous. Yes, we run our AC in the winter, set to turn on only when it gets to a certain point, not nonstop. We have an equalizer plan here that balances an average over 12 months. So we pay $300 year round, whether one month’s usuage is actually $700 and another’s is $100.

70. Because I don’t have an electric bill and I refuse to let my dog suffer while I’m at work all day.

66. Because (a) I live in the PNW and it’s what I’m used to and (b) I’m a cranky old bitch when I’m hot and uncomfortable.

Right now I have ours on 76 during the day and 74 or 73 at night. I grew up in a house that stayed 80 and I’ll spend the extra money not to sweat my ass off.

Seeing as I live in the eternal summer, mine is usually set around 77 during the day about about 75 at night. I just use it to take the edge off of the caribbean heat, I don’t need it to be cold.

I bought a waist trainer the other day, I just got it today. I caught my ras to get it on, but it’s on now and my body looks like me 20 lbs ago.

I didn’t buy it to slim down though. I bought it to support my back, especially when I’m working and doing markets. The slimming effect is just an added benefit. I fully intend to wear it the next market I do, as I suffer the most pain on those days. I can feel how much it’s helping support my back right now.

Amma go take it off now though. This thing ain’t made for laying in bed. It’s pushing the girls up under my chin. Pretty soon I’m gonna die by suffocation.

Ah see some obeah today

Allyuh go look at the fence where Pollo Tropical building is

So there’s this girl with my same name in the UK that over the past fews years has used my old hotmail address by mistake.

I think in the UK hotmail addresses end with co.uk. but she uses the .com designation which is mine and has been for about fifteen years. I mainly use it to sign up for newsletters and stuff. But every now and then get a bill or a receipt for her.

Today I received a reset password request to what I thought was some sort of banking thing. It turns out it was an HR program. I decided to reset the password and logged in (it gave me her user ID) in the hopes that I could pull up some information about her.

Well I now have her address, her phone number, her birthdate and her national insurance number.

Basically if I were unscrupulous I could steal her identity like nothing.

I went on facebook looking for someone with her name from the area she’s from and came up with a match. I messaged her and essentially told her that for her own safety she should stop using that address. And of course to disregard if it isn’t her.

She just replied to me and we were able to verfiy using the last four digits of her phone number that it was in fact her. She told me she’s never used that address so I guess whoever has entered it in the past put the wrong thing. I gave her the new password for her HR program and told her she can go in and change everything including her email address. I tried to reassure her that I was just trying to be helpful and she seemed to take it in the way I intended.

Crisis averted.

Watching a British real estate show I sat there wondering how this could be a selling point until I realised, “there are many cycle paths,”

Ohhhhhhhh

daisenseiben:

tripleclown:

this is honestly one of my all tim favorite hsitorical pictures because of the three dudes that are just LOSING it in the front

A good sax solo be like that.

I’ve spent the past few days listening to the audiobook of Bourdain’s Kitchen Confidential. I’m in awe of his writing abilities. I’d read many of his articles in the past but this experience, the immersion into the bowels of the restaurant world, is superb. I read a novel a year or two ago about a famous chef who I am certain was inspired by Bourdain. I’m also certain that the author, not a professional in the kitchen, borrowed from him much of her accounts of the reality of chef life. It all feels very familiar, but of course he does it better. Substantially. It’s been comforting hearing his voice. I hope that when people pass they get the gift of knowing how they impacted on the world they left behind. In his case, I hope he is surprised and overwhelmed by how much he was loved, respected and admired for simply being authentically and unapologetically himself.

I feel like I got my mojo back.

I’m not sure if my sufferation last week was really allergies or if I actually came down with a cold. Either way it forced me out of the studio for most of the week and gave me an apparently well needed rest.

I went back in today feeling renewed and enthusiastic and had a really productive day. I never know how long a slump is going to last. It always concerns me. I’m the type of person who one day falls in obsessive love with things and then without explanation is done with them forever. I get worried sometimes that my love for jewelry making will one day meet its tragic end this way and I won’t know what hit me, or how to move forward. Thankfully, today was not that day. I have new ideas in the works and I’m excited about what I’m doing now. Sundara lives to see another day.

robertreich:

I keep hearing that if Trump fires Mueller we’ll face a constitutional crisis.

Or if Mueller subpoenas Trump to testify and Trump defies the subpoena, it’s a constitutional crisis.

Or if Mueller comes up with substantial evidence that Trump is guilty of colluding with Russia or of obstructing justice but the House doesn’t move to impeach him, we’ll have a constitutional crisis.

I have news for you. We’re already in a constitutional crisis. For a year and a half the president of the United States has been carrying out a systemic attack on the institutions of our democracy.

A constitutional crisis does not occur suddenly like a coup that causes a system of government to collapse. It occurs gradually, as that system is slowly weakened.

The current crisis has been unfolding since the waning days of the 2016 campaign when Trump refused to say whether he’d be bound by the election results if Hillary won.

It continued through March 4, 2017 when Trump claimed, without evidence, that Obama had wiretapped his phones in the Trump Tower during the campaign.

It deepened in May 2017 when, by his own admission, Trump was thinking of “this Russia thing” when he decided to fire FBI Director James Comey, who had been leading the bureau’s investigation into Russian meddling in the 2016 election, andthen admitted to Russian officials that firing Comey had relieved “great pressure” on him “because of Russia,” according to a document summarizing the meeting. 

A constitutional crisis becomes especially dangerous when a president of the United States tells the public it cannot trust the government of the United States.  

Over the last few weeks, Trump has done just this.

First he accuses the FBI of sending a spy to secretly infiltrate his 2016 campaign “for political purposes.” Then he “demands” that the FBI investigate the spying – resulting in the Justice Department sharing portions of the FBI investigation with Trump’s allies in Congress.

Trump blames the entire Mueller investigation on a conspiratorial “deep state” intent on removing him from office. He uses pardons to demonstrate to those already being investigated that they shouldn’t cooperate because he can pardon them, too.

He claims he has the absolute right to pardon himself and can thereby immunize himself from any outcome; and asserts he has the power under the Constitution to end the investigation whenever he wants.

The constitutional crisis worsens every time Trump berates judges who disagree with him, attacks intelligence agencies that won’t do his bidding, and calls journalists and news organizations that criticize him “enemies of the people,” and their reporting, “fake news.”

It deepens when he avoids news conferences and instead communicates with his followers through tweets and rallies.

And when he treats Americans who didn’t vote for him or who disapprove of him as his personal opponents, rather than as citizens to whom he is as constitutionally accountable as to his most loyal supporters.

It intensifies when he uses the presidency as a personal fiefdom to enrich himself and his family; unilaterally breaks treaties and starts trade wars with long-standing allies; and expresses admiration for some of the most murderous dictators in the world.  

The crux of America’s current constitutional crisis is this: Our system of government was designed to constrain power, but Trump doesn’t want his power to be constrained.

Our system was conceived as a means of promoting the public interest, but Trump wants to promote only his own interest.  

Our system was organized to bind presidents to the Constitution, but Trump doesn’t want to be bound by anything.  

The crisis will therefore worsen as long as Trump can get away with it. A megalomaniac unconstrained by countervailing power becomes only more maniacal. He will fill whatever political void exists with his unbridled ego. 

The only legal way to constrain Trump is to vote for a Congress this November that will stand up to him. And then, in November 2020, vote him and his regime out of office.

If he refuses to accept the results of that election, as he threatened to do if he lost the 2016 election, he will have to be forcefully removed from office.

Friends, we are no longer trying to avert a constitutional crisis. We are living one. The question is how to stop it from destroying what’s left of our democracy.

pentaghastly:

anthony bourdain:

– was an incredible chef and writer beloved by so many

– very open about his struggles with drug use and abuse as well as depression, and in testimonials from fans used to encourage people he met in their struggles to get clean 

– an outspoken and passionate advocate for the “me too” movement, to the point where he penned an essay highlighting the horrible treatment of women in the food industry and his own failings and regrets in that regard for not speaking out against it sooner

– frequently challenged western views on the countries and places he visited; one of the clearest examples i can think of was an episode of parts unknown set in iran where the highlight was the normalcy of the lives of people who live there – he went bowling with them, for example, and spent an hour calling out the bizarre westernized views of iran and it’s people as tragic, war-torn and oppressed.

– spent so much time focusing on the people in the places he visited. he ate at their homes, in their backyards, anywhere they would like him to, as much (if not more) as he did at fine dining restaurants. he was generous and kind, and the show was never about “poverty porn” but rather about showing that these are real people, with real lives just like ours, and treated them with respect and graciousness.

– was an outspoken trump-hater particularly when it came to immigration rights, discussing the impact that mexican immigrants had on his love of cooking and his desire to be a chef.

– someone asked what tony would cook for trump & kim jong un if he was asked to cater their meeting and he said “hemlock”.

– a friend of obama’s, having dined with him many times before; when someone asked if he would do the same with trump tony said: “Absolutely f—ing not. I’ve been a New Yorker most of my life… I would give the same answer that I would have given 10 years ago, when he was just as loathsome.”

in short he was a beautiful and inspirational person and i sincerely hope this side of him is remembered just as much as the tragedy of his passing.

Last night at this concert I had my arms behind my back for support so my elbows were out and this girl came and stood thisclose to me. And I must have elbowed her in the boob at least eleven times. But if you don’t understand personal space then that’s what you get. Cause it was not that damn crowded that you needed to be up in my grill.

mistavybe:

this-trini-dude:

Trini here

🇹🇹 Trinidad 🇹🇹

nasfera2:

One of the many reasons I respected Anthony Bourdain was because that man never went to the 5 star restaurants and all that bougie shit. Wherever he went, he made a beeline straight for the hood,

sat down with them folks and never judged or thought of himself as better. He had a genuine love and admiration for everyday people and I respected the ever living fuck outta that. R.I.P.

Today’s been a rough day.

I lost a cousin to suicide. I don’t wanna talk about it. But our family was never the same after that.

Whenever these things come up it takes me right back to losing him. I’ll never stop missing him, I’ll never stop grieving him. I can’t talk about it without tears in my eyes and it’s been 23 years.

Today was a rough day.

I miss you René.

camewiththeframe:

“Your body is not a temple, it’s an amusement park. Enjoy the ride.”

—Anthony Bourdain

thepowerwithin:

Don’t simply sell yourself to anyone. You are not an object of ownership. You do not have a price tag. You belong only to yourself, and it’s going to cost a lot more than a pretty penny for that to change.

Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin

I booked myself a pedicure today. The spa is at someone’s home and she has a loving, sweet, affectionate little poodle who came and gave me some doggie love. So the universe had responded to my need. That was wonderful. And my feet feet great too. Self care is important.

I’m fucking gutted.

irrevocably-delicious:

So this official poster has been released for How To Train Your Dragon 3 and it has left me with… opinions. 

My first initial reaction was excitement! Oh hell yeah HTTYD 3 is coming out! I adored the first two! But then i saw…

SIIIIIGGGGGGGHHHHHHH I knew immediately that this was most likely a female night fury and fuck yeah shit fuck it is which is so disappointing. I could write a huge essay on how female characters are portrayed in media. I could write a massive blog about smurfette syndrome and how female characters are always just a pink, soft version of their male counterparts, or how female animal or anthro characters still have to fall into society’s beauty standards so we do crazy things like give ducks tits or large eyelashes. 

I COULD talk about why these things occur, and how this is a worrying reflection of how society views human females, that males are the default and females are the other… but I’m not going to do that TODAY.

Hi my name is India and not only do I have an animation degree, but I also have a degree in animal and veterinary science.

This design doesn’t just insult me as an animator. This design insults me as a scientist. 

Let’s begin. 

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I got ready too early and now I have to

figure out what to do for the next 45 minutes.

I had forgotten that I had added Chris as admin to my business fb page so he was getting all the messages from this lady too, while he was trying to work on some coding. It was driving him nuts. I took him off.

i seriously think this woman just needs a friend. like she is trying to draw out a conversation when all i want her to do is decide what she wants on her necklace. I am not here for that. I’m just going to stop responding until she just states what she wants. this is annoying the fuck out of me. I am tired and I am not feeling well.

I started watching this BBC series on Amazon video called Scott & Bailey about two female police detectives. I love watching female-centered shows and if it’s British even better. The characters are smart and complex and it’s as much about their cases as it is about their personal lives. And they have a badass stern woman boss too. I’m so hooked I’m already dreading reaching the end. 

My sinuses have been going nuts since last night. They’re irritated and I’m irritated. It’s a good thing people couldn’t hear me on the road today… I was very mean. I got some saline spray so I feel like less of a monster now. I think I’m going to make myself a nice meal before I tackle the rest of the day. 

I have a friend whose dad is a super well known very successful artist here in Trinidad. And he doesn’t have a lick of artistic talent. I don’t think any of his siblings do either.

I find that… not weird exactly but surprising, I guess. I only have one relative who pursued a career in the arts, my only biological uncle. But there’s still a little creativity on both sides of the family. My dad was half decent at art actually. He was also colour blind, so we have a lovely painting of a snowy landscape with purple snow downstairs somewhere.

I would like to think if I’d had kids I’d have made another little artist. It’s such a fundamental part of my being that it would be difficult to imagine having a family and not having anyone who could relate. But it happens. I don’t really relate to my family so I guess it goes both ways.

I’ve spent all day doing inventory to stock up one of my retailers… god it’s such a boring exercise. Tomorrow I’m gonna do some photography so I can send my customers to the store. I am tired and fed up of looking at jewelry.