A Christmas Tale, Told On Twitter, Involving Burritos
Posted on December 21, 2018 Posted by John Scalzi 12 Comments
This really happened. All of it.
1. So, true story, which has a point. Last night, I had a dream where I was reading a piece of mail with Athena and Krissy that informed us that we had been awarded a $1,000 arts grant. And we were all "wha"? Because a) we'd not applied for one, b) we did not need it.
— John Scalzi (@scalzi) December 21, 2018
2. So, in the dream (and really, this was the actual dream), we looked to each other and said, "Well, obviously we're not keeping this, where should we donate it?" BUT THEN, weirdly, my stomach did a thing and I woke up having an acid reflux moment which scared the actual Krissy.
— John Scalzi (@scalzi) December 21, 2018
3. I'm fine, everything's fine, it was just a weird thing. But this morning I remembered the dream and felt like there was the unfinished business of deciding where the donation of this "arts grant" was supposed to go to. Because, don't you hate not knowing how a dream ends?
— John Scalzi (@scalzi) December 21, 2018
4. So, this morning I looked around and found @innercityarts, which does art programs for underserved kids in Los Angeles. It's got a four-star rating on Charity Navigator, and having grown up an underserved kid in the LA area myself, has a mission I appreciate and encourage.
— John Scalzi (@scalzi) December 21, 2018
5. Which is why that $1000 arts grant in my dream last night has now became a $1000 donation by the Scalzi family to @InnerCityArts in the real world. Now I know how the dream ends! And real kids benefit. All in all, I think this is a good way for a dream to come true.
— John Scalzi (@scalzi) December 21, 2018
6. This is my moment to say that you don't have to wait for a dream to encourage you to give to arts-related charities, especially ones that reach out to children and underserved population. Tis the season! It makes a difference. Go give it a thought for your giving this year.
— John Scalzi (@scalzi) December 21, 2018
7. Also, as some of you have already surmised, yes, I did have a burrito just before I went to bed, so that was in fact probably the reason for the acid reflux. As it ended with a donation to a worthy charity, I regret nothing.
That's all, thanks for reading.
— John Scalzi (@scalzi) December 21, 2018
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You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There’s more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!
Not to dampen the holiday cheer, but if reflux happens a lot (and I’ve had those middle of the night reflux spasms that makes breathing so painfully hard), or if late-night burrito consumption is your permanent jam and dammit not changing for anything, consider a regular dose of omeprazole (Prilosec) to keep the acid down, and get an endoscopy. I found I have Barrett’s esophagus, pre-cancerous esophageal cells caused by sustained reflux. I’ve never had chronic heartburn; a lot of the reflux can happen at night when one is not consciously aware. Just something to consider. I want the stories to keep coming on schedule.
Well I was expecting this story to end with you getting a grant to explore burrito art, but a charity donation will do in a pinch
Hubert:
It’s not the usual thing, no.
I love every single thing about this, except for the reflux part, of course (with which I can sympathize: I am awfully glad it’s not a chronic thing for you; it developed into a seriously chronic thing for me, especially at night & while sleeping, to the point that I have to sleep in a partial sitting position. Yeah, Hubert, I’ve gone down the omeprazole/diet change road–oh, I miss oranges and tomatoes!–and things have improved a bit.), even though it did lead to the end result. I sniffled a little. Well, a lot. My son teaches underserved kids in L.A. (though whenever I have the temerity to use that word, he scolds me, saying there’s no euphemisms where he works: “we say ‘ghetto’ and ‘poor’ here, Mom. No mincing words.”), so the specific choice pings me. We were quite poor during a lot of my kids’ childhoods as well, so we all know it from multiple sides.
Which leads me to, I’m on board, and am making a donation to my own favorite kids arts-related nonprofit, The Destiny Arts Center (https://destinyarts.org/) in Oakland, CA. My youngest went to Destiny for years, doing dance and martial arts, and eventually was a teen intern (until a knee injury derailed her). It led, more than a dozen years later, to her teaching dance to local kids in the tiny northwestern town where she lives, until her knees gave out again. But it was a huge part of her life, a major piece in her development of confidence and artistic pursuits, and only possible because of their commitment to being accessible regardless of income. It’s run by gobsmackingly amazing people, several of them, including the director, the same folks who were there in my daughter’s day, more than 15 years ago.
And yeah, I should have written about them in the “charities” gift guide post, but I was having my own challenges a few weeks ago, and missed the window. So I hope you won’t bounce this comment as inappropriate, in case any Bay Area (or other) folks might find Destiny a cause worth supporting (along with InnerCity, of course!). And for anyone actually in the Bay Area: do check their website for performance schedules; they have a truly fabulous performance company, and those kids are incredible. Definitely go see them if you have the chance!
the actual krissy is the name of my next band
If reflux happens occasionally consider having a bottle of Gaviscon or Gaviscon Advance around, it will sooth immediately, but just as importantly protect your oesophagus from the stomach acid. Lasts ages open. Though I hope you manage all your holiday burritos without any more reflux ;-)
Pro Bono-ritto!
Keep putting wierd things in a burrito, stuff gonna happen. Stick with cheap meat, beans, seasoning, and cheese. Splurge on good salsa and hot sauce.
John, Is there, in your long and glorious history of burrito consumption, any burrito you regret? (Obviously not this one, cause: kids, art, the Actual Krissy) but any other? That smelt and sauerkraut burrito in ’09? The tangerine, Fluff, garbanzo burrito back in 2013? Tell all.
This is why I give as much money as I can to Heart of the Beast Puppet and Mask Theatre (https://hobt.org/) They do wonderful things with the children of Minneapolis and elsewhere – and they put on a great parade every May.
Thank you John, I hope all of your dreams come true.
Have a beautiful holiday!