I hate everyone.

 I wonder if anyone still reads this.  I rage-quit Facebook about a year ago.  Best decision I ever made.  While the new meme-vectors will continue to tear our world apart and replace it with some still-unseen order, I can at least keep my brain from being force-fed garbage.

I'm always tempted to write about my love life in these posts.  Sexuality is what drives so much life on this planet.  I look for mistakes that would otherwise end up in the trash-heap of evolutionary rejects.  I am one such reject, myself.  Sometimes it sucks to think about how my ancestors reproduced without fail for the past few billion years.  And I get to be a dead-end.  Yay.

But here in my little back-water of evolutionary accidents, I have created a place for us weird rejects to live together in relative peace.  I guess.

Yesterday I was walking with my friend Bobbi, ranting as I usually do about my failed love life, the perversity of Evangelical Christianity (where they take a religion that is supposed to be based on love and make it all about hate), and work stress.

This broom was literally right in front of me as we turned a corner.

It was in someone's Norway Spruce tree, hanging over the sidewalk.  Since it was easily within reach, I took a little twig.  I will be grafting it up today.  It is a tiny broom that might make a good rock garden plant.  I'm not super excited about the species (I tend to be more excited about our native trees) but I will give it a try.

 

I'm not going to change my negative attitude just now.  There is too much crap in the world for me to think positively right now.  But I will stop and appreciate a cool little treasure that pops up in front of my face during the shitty times.