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A Seattle Sunset

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Jan 17, 2012

There are times when I am reminded of why, despite all my travels, Seattle will always be home to me. I’ll always come back here. I’ll always love it. It may be true that during our rainy season, a woman could go through her entire gestation cycle and produce a lovely, though Vitamin-D-deficient, child. Or…

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12 Things I’ve Never Said Regarding Air Travel

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Jan 16, 2012
Posted in: Air Travel, Top Ten

The other day, Rand and I were talking to one another, which is something we do when we aren’t sleeping, eating, or staring mindlessly at our keyboards (Yup. Our lives are full of romance. ENVY US). I can’t seem to retrace the steps of the conversation to how we got where we did, but at…

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The Week: Jan 13, 2011

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Jan 13, 2012

It’s Friday the 13th, and there’s been shockingly little hockey mask wearing and chainsaw wielding in our next of the woods. I am perfectly okay with this (hopefully, the same will be said of the next two Fridays the 13th that will occur this year). The sun is shining here in Seattle, there’s frost on…

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Food Porn Friday: Beyond the Sugar Cone

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Jan 13, 2012
Posted in: Awesome, Food

Is it possible to make something truly wonderful (and fattening) even more wonderful (and also more fattening)? Of course. This is America, damn it. Where we don’t take “no” or “that’s irresponsible from a dietary standpoint” for an answer. Where we take our dessert with an extra side of dessert. Behold: – These are the…

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WTF Weds: New Year’s Eve, Times Square, and … ADULT DIAPERS?

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Jan 11, 2012
Posted in: WTF

In my younger years (of which I have increasingly more and more … TIME, SERIOUSLY, CUT IT OUT) I often dreamed of spending New Year’s Eve in Times Square. I’d be huddled alongside the masses, and it would be cold and clear and wonderful. The ball would drop, the crowd would cheer, and I’d have…

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Hook and Ladder 8: Home of the Ghostbusters

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Jan 10, 2012
 

It’s rare that I have direction when I travel, in any sense of the word. I usually roam around the city, using my blessedly-large nose to seek out and follow the smell of baked goods, often to a happy end. But during my trip to New York last October, I had, for one of the…

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