I obey the rules. Like, always. I can’t help it: I’m from Seattle. We don’t jaywalk. We wait our turn. And if someone cuts in front of us in line? Well, you can be damn sure we will politely glare at their backs and pray that the universe will smite them for their transgressions. When…
I am short. I mean, not dangerously short. I don’t run a risk of poking my eye out on a door handle or anything like that. But short nevertheless. As in, if I’m not wearing heels, I can stand straight up from my seat on an airplane and not hit my head on the console…
It’s been a crazy-busy week. So busy, that I was contemplating simply writing, “Here. Links. You like.” And having that be it. But it seemed a bit … I don’t know … minimalist? Still, isn’t minimalism a good thing? Probably. And in that spirit: Here. Links. You like. —————— 50 states, 50 breakfasts. Damn it.…
My blog is very up-to-date. The things that I write about? They happened very recently. Even if it seems that I’ve purposely left out any allusions to time or dates, that’s not because I’m writing about things that transpired months ago. No. Definitely not. (Look around nervously.) And now, I’d like to present ten pictures…
Over the years, I’ve developed a mantra. A little phrase I repeat to myself, when I become so fed up with the entire world that I just might scream. I close my eyes, I take a deep breath, and I say it gently to myself. “I hate humanity,” I say. Okay, fine. So it’s not…
Our trip to San Diego last over the holidays was marred with some heinous weather. It rained, for 7 straight days. In Seattle, this is known simply as “a week.” But in San Diego, land of sunshine and mirth, it was a sign of the end of days. People were acting weird. Like, vacant-eyed, moody,…
– “I need cupcakes. Cupcakes for science.” I announced to my husband the other evening. “That sounds perfectly reasonable,” he replied. “I need them,” I said. “Mmm-hmm.” “SCIENCE!” I screamed. He nodded. Usually I don’t specify why I want cupcakes. It would be like asking why fish need water, or Berkeley needs drum circles. THEY…
It’s been a good week. I can’t quite call it great, because there’s serious crap going on (see: Egypt), and I think I’d be remiss to go on and on about my personal successes in the wake of it. But I had a good week. And in that spirit, here are a bunch of links…
A few nights ago, my husband and I – both lifelong Seattlites, decided to watch the premiere of Portlandia. The sketch-comedy show, filmed in Portland, features characters based on the city’s archetypal residents, and stars SNL‘s Fred Armisen, and Carrie Brownstein, formerly of Sleater-Kinney. We enjoyed it. A lot. Perhaps a little too much. At…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
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