Anonymous text friend
One day last week I received the following text from a number I didn’t recognize… ANONYMOUS: What’s gucci Is someone really asking me what Gucci is? Or is it some … Continue Reading →
Musings on begrudgingly hipster life in northern California (San Francisco). A blog about the extraordinarily ordinary.
One day last week I received the following text from a number I didn’t recognize… ANONYMOUS: What’s gucci Is someone really asking me what Gucci is? Or is it some … Continue Reading →
That conversation about Paris with my stylist made me think I should try wrapping up my France trip recounting. It’s only been…6 months now. When last we left our intrepid … Continue Reading →
One way to tell whether we’re friends or not (or whether I’m drunk or not) is how well my filter is working. You know, the filter between what I’m thinking … Continue Reading →
So…we’re driving Picassotron through most of France, and to get to our next destination: Le Beguinage bed-and-breakfast in Cours-Cheverny, Loir-et-Cher, France. Home of the hyphens. Let me paint you a … Continue Reading →
I decided I need to finish chronicling my France adventure before I wipe all memories of 2010 from my brain on New Year’s Eve. That’s a good excuse for drinking … Continue Reading →
I’ve been properly getting into the Halloween spirit over the past week and remembered my days as a local folklorist of hauntings and the paranormal. This was in my late … Continue Reading →
Ok, the trip. Peppered with some French in that annoying way where the word is simply italicized to let you know it’s not English (in case you couldn’t tell…), without … Continue Reading →
I love Halloween. That statement probably goes farther than any other to explain about me. I start thinking about costumes in mid-September. I have a list. I always wanted to … Continue Reading →