Author: Hannah XX
Welcome to Joshua Tree #6 Bighorn Sheep (kind of)
Welcome to Joshua Tree #5 Night Tree
Welcome to Joshua Tree #4 Lizard
Welcome to Joshua Tree #3 Private Sign
Welcome to Joshua Tree #2 Hat Repair
Welcome to Joshua Tree #1 Tree Hugger
Everything for Nothing (or: the Internet Has Trained Us to Believe That We Should Get Everything for Free)
Kindle Vella (or: Kindle Starts Offering Serialized Stories)
Noah Purifoy’s Outdoor Desert Art Museum
A Post That Doesn’t Mention Guitars Even Once (Well, with the Exception of the Title) (or: Changing Your Name Is a Very Involved and Time-consuming Process)
Why Is Gmail Nudging Me? (or: Buying the Guitar I Had as a Child)
More Songs about Buildings and Food (or: Ayin and I Are Actually Cooking Food These Days)
Cautiously Grateful (or: Trans Rights Are Different Everywhere Which Is Why I’ll Never Set Foot in Texas or Many Other States)
Sitting Here in Limbo, but I Know It Won’t Be Long (or: It Took Nine Months to Get My Social Security Card and Replacing All My Credit Cards Is Taking Almost as Long)
Reunited and It Feels So…Uh, Hold That Thought (or: My Gibson Acoustic Is Back from the Shop but Now It’s Cracked Again)
Ratcheting up the Disengagement (or: Fewer Than Half of My Neighbors Have Been Vaccinated Against COVID)
A Box That Smells like Fish (or: Our Favorite Meal Kit Delivery Service)
It’s All Too Beautiful (or: Going to Walmart When You’re High)
Plug Me in Coach, I’m Ready to Play (or: I’m Writing a Book about My Days as a Musician)
Sick Day
Please Don’t Hoard the Charmin (or: People Are Acting like Fools in the Grocery Store Again)
Houston, We Need a Bigger Kitchen. And a Much Larger Refrigerator While You’re at It. Over. (or: It Seems like You Need More Stuff If You’re Going to Cook Your Own Food)
A Lazy “Picture of Food” Post to Fill in a Sunday
How to Choose to Do Nothing and Successfully Get Nothing Accomplished in One Easy Step (or: Allow Me to Introduce My Patented Do Nothing™ System)
Tickling the (Plastic) Ivories (or: I Want to Learn How to Play the Piano so I Bought One, Now I Have to Learn)
Inching Toward Nirvana (or Something) (or: I’m Losing Weight. On Purpose.)
Asleep at the Wheel (or: Missing out on That Job I Wanted)
Remembering a Moment from the Us Festival, Memorial Day Weekend, 1983
I’m a Third of the Way Through a One Hundred Days Blogging “Challenge,” And It Feels as If It’s Just Begun, so I May as Well Keep Going until the Proverbial Wheels Fall off This Train. I Was About to Ask If Trains Have Wheels, but of Course, They Do.
I Didn’t Buy a Guitar Today
New Year’s Bird
Year-end Wrap-up
The Wailing Wailers
The Last Word on the Christmas Cabin, I Promise
