Author: Maribou

Maribou is a voracious reader who also likes to watch, stare at, and listen to stuff. Occasionally he makes stuff, too. They work in a small liberal arts college library, and share a house in Colorado with their husband Jaybird, three cats, and what looms ever closer to ten thousand books. She is identifiable as genderfluid, trans, farm-raised, citified, and bisexual, among a plethora of other adjectives.


Today is Wendell Berry’s birthday. He’s 84. May his 85th year on this planet be a bountiful and invigorating one. Maribou elaborates on her feelings about his work, inside.


A partial setlist with autobiographical fragments.


A photo Jaybird took in small-town Michigan, and our usual various and sundry weekend doings.


A handful of long-put-off delights and a new game I’d never heard of until Jaybird bought it for me.


Or, how to enjoy board and card games when you’re averse to competition.


It’s a bit hard to have a weekend when you work 2/3 nights… but I’ll do my best.


Nothing philosophical this week, just Maribou rambling about her life.

Sunday!; or, Maribou’s Star Wars Review; or, A Love Letter from Me in 2015 to Me in 1984

Many spoilers follow. Also, while my intention is to just talk about MY experience as a film-goer and not to get into feminist politics per se, that whole “personal is political” thing means that some folks may experience this as a political post. In keeping with the spirit of Mindless Diversions (and my own intentions), I’d encourage you not to read it as an argument, and not to respond with one. It’s just my story.