Month: August 2007

For those of you who have not had the pleasure, allow me to introduce you to one of my favorite friends, the delectable Ms. Miranda Drost. Miranda and I have been on a simultaneous long-time quest to become the “Coolest Women Alive.” We are continually congratulating each other on our moves of bad-assery, from excellent…

What better way to spend a lazy Saturday afternoon than to wander aimlessly through a Barnes & Noble? When I walk into a bookstore, my heart and my spirit soar to lofty heights: Words! In books! About anything! Organized by category! And usually there’s a peanut butter cookie somewhere nearby, too. Today, as I perused…

I recently purchased a small wedge of Parmesan Reggiano cheese from Trader Joe’s – just enough to put a little taste onto my salads. And then eat the rest by the crumbly handfuls. Last night, I looked at the ingredients on this particular variety of cheese, and they were quite simple: part skimmed raw milk,…

On my kitchen counter sits a Mason jar. In this jar you will currently find the bridal bouquet from a wedding that I recently attended; how I wound up with the bouquet is beyond me. If there is anything at a wedding that I hate more than the unity candle, it is the bouquet toss…

Several nights ago, I dropped in on a local brewery. A friend (who will remain nameless to assure the preservation of his job) was working the nightshift, and invited me over to the east side for a free beer. After a 10pm tour of the facility, a quick nose-around in the gift shop, and a…

Perhaps it is this murky, rainy weather. Maybe the fact that I am wearing a black turtleneck in August. Possibly the reality that Katie Freeze wrote me a deliciously morose song to record for my demo on Thursday. Whatever the reason, it is beginning to feel a bit autumnal – and am I ever glad….

Perhaps it is futile to aspire toward perfection. Nevertheless… In a perfect world:* Coffee and red wine would not stain teeth.* Gas would cost 10 cents/gallon.* Jobs would last 10 hours/week, and we would always leave fulfilled.* Bad haircuts would grow out in one day.* The black Macbook would not show fingerprints.* Checking accounts would…

I could put this on repeat play and watch it a thousand times. (Thanks, little sister B-Bec-a-Roo!) Most Insightful Interview Ever – Watch more free videos

Seen today at the Royal BC Museum in Victoria, BC, a caption beneath a carved figure: The age and use of this carved stone image is unknown. Even its subject is ambiguous: is it a woman holding her child or a man holding his phallus? Or is it both?

I have no way of explaining how it happens, but it does. That strange phenomenon of “timing.” I am not speaking of relationships… although I currently could… but no. Today, I am referring to, literally, the precision and accuracy of timing. When walking toward a curb, one begins calculating and adjusting her steps at least…