WildEyed Loon

  • A Rant: Doctors

    A Rant: Doctors

    TRIGGER WARNING: I’m ranting about doctors here. There is something wrong with Western Medicine. Why can’t we just get the help we need? I’ve been reading “It’s Always Something” by Gilda Radner. In 1986, she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer after a year of misdiagnoses and multiple doctors. In 1988, the cancer returned. In 1989…

  • Anything For Your Art

    Anything For Your Art

    Many years ago, I was in a voice over class with a teacher with 25 years of experience.  I decided that she must know the answer to my question: “How do you go for your art, your passion, and still be able to live well?”  She told me that you’ll do anything for your art. …

  • Two Moons – A Modern Fable

    Two Moons – A Modern Fable

    Grandmother moved slowly through the thicket. She used her walking stick to push aside the itching needles, admiring the new design Rono, her grandson, had carved on it. Blackthorn, strong, just what is needed for Grandmother. The design was the Two Moons as they met for their embrace. He is so creative Grandmother thought fondly.…

  • Advice for my Younger-self

    Advice for my Younger-self

    What would I tell my younger self if I had the chance? In reality, it’s a complicated question since it was my past that made me who I am today. And I like me. Changing the past could have either good or bad repercussions. But let’s pretend that I’m talking to myself in another dimension.…

  • Unpacking the Freeze

    Unpacking the Freeze

    What do you get when you cross a Zen Buddhist Nun with a Dominatrix? You get Kasia Urbaniak and the Academy of Power. Now that I have your attention… Yes, I’ll give you more information on Kasia and her school but that’s not quite the focus of this post. No, this post is more about…

  • The Problem of Hope

    The Problem of Hope

    I’m a software tester. For me to fulfill my duty and obligation to my company, I need software to test. It’s kind of a requirement. We got a new CEO and thing have been changing. For one thing, there is a new focus on getting things in the backlog done. It’s a whirlwind of activity.…

  • U.S. Navy – Karin’s Last Year

    U.S. Navy – Karin’s Last Year

    In 1988, I got out of the Navy. It was not by choice, really. I mean, there was a choice, just not a good one. I promised in I May Never Come Home that I would tell you the story of how I ended up getting out of the Navy. Here it is. Sicily and…

  • Sick…Still…

    Sick…Still…

    I find myself falling sick again, or maybe still. Yes, it’s my default mode and has been ever since I was attacked by that acting teacher and his students. PTSD can do a number on the body, and the mind. I’m exhausted. Part of me questions writing about all of this on my blog. But…

  • St. Patrick’s Day Panic!

    St. Patrick’s Day Panic!

    SEATTLE-St. Patrick’s Day has been known for “amateur” partiers ending up going to the hospital due to drinking too much, but this is the first time a grade school has sent it’s students to the ER due to a St. Patrick’s Day celebration. We have here Roger Evans, the kitchen manager at the school. Roger,…

  • Pepe Le Pew – I’ll Miss You!

    Pepe Le Pew – I’ll Miss You!

    We are in the middle of a culture war. Cartoons are being attacked by people who are re-framing them in ways that suggest that they are the baddest of the bad. That they should be banished from our culture. One of these cartoon characters is Pepe Le Pew. I’d like to deconstruct Pepe Le Pew…

  • Out of Control

    Out of Control

    I glance over at the front door. I look at the lock. Yes, it’s still locked. Good. This is the third time I’ve looked at that lock this evening, and I know that when it’s time to go to bed, I’ll look at it again. I’ve tried to not look. I’ve told myself “Karin, you’ve…

  • Vaccinate! …but I’ll be last in line

    Vaccinate! …but I’ll be last in line

    My Uncle Jerry passed recently. He was in a rehab nursing home because he’d taken a fall. They had him in quarantine before they would let him join the rest of the population. He hated it. He thought he was being abandoned and would call my aunt multiple times a day. Then came the day…

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