Category: Personal
Our Bastard Tongue
We don’t have a lot of snow where I live, so we’ve got hundreds of words for something else. Warning: contains profanity.
Merry Christmas
I hope everybody’s having a Merry Christmas, even if you’re not the type who usually celebrates it. As for me: I didn’t get knocked over by any crazy Italian women, I’m about 90% over my seasonal debilitating cold, I’ve only read 1 work-related e-mail in the past 7 days, I’m full of dressing and my…
Update: Disneyland Still Fun
From the “posting just to say I’m still alive” department: Last weekend I tagged along with some friends to Disneyland and it was, despite United Airlines’ best efforts, a great big ton o’ fun. One of the many things I like about Disney parks is that you can go hundreds of times, covering every inch…
Our sinks are broken, and the lobster’s loose
There are at least 500 ways that 500 Days of Summer could’ve gone horribly wrong, but somehow they pulled it off.
Thirty-Eight
From way over on the other side of the country, my family sent me a cake! It came in a big box packed with styrofoam and dry ice, like a transplant organ. I don’t want to think about what that must’ve cost. And I don’t want to make up a story about how I couldn’t…
With a name like Florence
The last of my vacation recaps to Italy, ending on Florence, the manageable city.