The Pink House house is made of rammed earth, and heated by geothermal energy – through in-floor water pipes. The floor is concrete, which is the best conductor for in-floor. The heating is supplemented by a Tempcast masonry stove, the latter the greenest cheapest way to heat a house, its radiant heat used in pre-electricity Europe. For the first year, we only used the masonry stove, and it kept us warm, despite the 12 foot walls, and massive central hall.
The cost savings of geo-thermal were substantially less than advertised.
March 10, 2020
I might as well call this entire blog, This Is Bullshit, because every day there is a new emergency requiring panic and alarm and warnings and shutdowns, which end only with a fresher panic, now morphing into low oil price panic and market dive, but which is actually stimulative, you utter morons.
Yesterday’s panic, the COVID-19 virus transmission has crashed to 20 new cases today in China, in Wuhan, where the virus originated, and where ...Read more March 10, 2020
So, on my quest to lose ten or fifteen pounds fast, I have cycled through the 8 Week Blood Sugar Diet and the Bone Broth Diet, and Melt Your Menopausal Middle in Ten Days Diet, within a week. Too much work, too much detail, too much shopping, too much girl stuff.
Instead, I am trying the Warrior Diet, which is 20 hours of fasting, with a four-hour eating window. I am trying this because of a ...Read more March 9, 2020
Add the Covid 19 virus to the list of things that draw a pall of weariness over my soul. The stock market has crashed a preposterous amount, which terrifies me. I am not in it, or rather I am not responsible for my accounts, a few fund managers are and I hope they start buying back soon, because ffs, this isn’t going to last and it’s time to make some money. Which ...Read more March 9, 2020
I am on a 24 hour fast right now, barring coffee with collagen and herbal tea and gallons of water. I am trying to break into ketosis, which is that state wherein you do not feel hungry, and your energy soars. It is hard to get into for women and there are a bunch of cautions around it especially if you are pre-menopausal, which I thankfully am not. I am in my 22nd hour and ...Read more March 9, 2020
An English journalist, Victoria Mather, called Meghan Markle five clicks up from trailer trash yesterday, and again sang the song that she had disrespected the Queen. I personally think almost all of this hate is based in the sheer gorgeousness of the woman, and the disjunction between the British people (and Victoria Mather), most of whom are strikingly homely, the descendants of whom have populated trailer parks all over the world.
In fact, 99.9% of us ...Read more February 25, 2020
The second year after grad school, I took a job with the great director, Arthur Penn. It was an assistant job, but basically it was a place holder, in his office, a tax dodge. He visited once a month. He liked to spend his life in Stockbridge, Mass on his lawn tractor.
Once in a long while there was activity. An offer intrigued him, and then we’d have meetings, lots of actors and writers pouring through ...Read more February 22, 2020
This week Jamie dragged me to an Otomi village, Indian descendants of the pyramids near us in San Miguel Allende in Mexico. We watched the women grind corn and make tortillas, ate some of their food and did the usual virtuous tramp around an indigenous village, spreading money everywhere. All Good. What interested me rather more, since I have visited lots of indigenous villages, were members of our tour, all of whom had let aging ...Read more February 7, 2020
I read Lionel Shriver’s piece in the US Spectator this morning and while I thought it was smart and well informed – Shriver had her own run in with the purity police, it did not get right to the point of the novel’s piling on, mostly by writers of colour, particularly the Latin community who call themselves, Latinx.
Jeanine Cummins did put herself through an extraordinarily strenuous period of research, and indeed, ...Read more January 30, 2020
Break my heart, why don’t you? Just gorgeous male energy. The Prince tribute sent me rocketing back to those fifteen years I spent having fun, drowning in sensation, in the visual, my own sensuality, entirely out of my (cerebral) comfort zone, never out of love, not for one moment. This is the reason I will (and can) work into my 100’s. Forever young, yo.
Read more January 29, 2020
Trying to broaden my reading I came across The Millions, a newsletter belonging to Publisher’s Weekly and in it, a piece by Sonia Chung, called “Bon Courage” about women STILL not being allowed to “…in 2020 anywhere in America—mindlessly, without cost, inhabit and manifest her Alpha dog, her Nietzschean mensch.”
This is true. Or is it? Are the women screaming at the sky at Women’s Marches, not inhabiting their Nietzschean mensch? Hillary, ...Read more