– I visited Occupy London on an unseasonably warm and sunny day in late October. In a paradox that is no doubt indicative of who I am, I stopped off at St. Paul’s Cathedral, where the Occupy protesters were gathered, before heading off to Spitalfields (the famed shopping district).
Blah blah blah weekend links enjoy. (Err, sorry. Just realized that Christmas is NEXT weekend and I haven’t purchased ONE SINGLE GIFT FOR ANYONE. So please excuse me – and enjoy these links – while I go freak out). ————— This article about a man being tossed off a Scotrail train for refusing to pay…
A completely impractical and financially insensitive step-by-step guide to staying warm this holiday season! Head to California.
I should not be left to my own devices while shopping in other countries. I get it into my head that I should buy something avant-garde and unique and so European that when I get it home to the states I will be hailed as some sort of fashion goddess. “Where on earth did you…
Yesterday afternoon, and in the wee hours of the morning today, a group of Occupy protesters headed down to the Port of Seattle. There they blocked traffic, attempted to shut down operations at the port, and clashed with police. Eleven people were arrested. I, unaware of where the action actually was, walked along what was…
My head is a little scattered right now. I just unfriended a young man on Facebook who I’ve known since high school. He was always a fun guy – clever and hilarious and really a joy to be around. I unfriended him because a comment of his on one of my posts left me so…
There are some arguments that will consume you. They will take over your entire mind and body, so that you find yourself shaking with rage, unable to think of anything else. Your hands clench into fists, your teeth gnash together, and you are filled with anger and the conviction that DEAR GOD YOU ARE RIGHT…
It’s been a chilly week for me here at home in Seattle. I’ve got trips to Florida and New York looming on the horizon (yes, it’s the same trip. No, I don’t know how to pack for that sort of thing. A parka and sandals, I guess), but right now I’m doing all the things…
“Um, do you feel anything?” “I feel my boogers drying up.” “This feels weird.” “Yeah.”
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