There I was, strolling down the hill to work listening to a soundtrack in my own head. I go shopping for my work twice a week, sometimes more, on Mondays and Fridays. Going to the Ballard Cash & Carry twice a week since June of last year has made me a regular, and with only… More Sometimes Resistant to Change
A little over five years ago, I wrote a blog entitled “One Day I Call BS” about a lovely commercial for 1-Day Contacts and how their commercials are promoting the idea to young children who wear glasses that all their troubles will disappear, or at least people will like them better, if they were to… More Five Years Later – Contact Commercials are still BS
We all have phrases, or songs, that we absolutely can’t stand. The phrase that makes me want to wring people’s neck for saying it? “Heart of gold.” WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN? I.e. “The girl can be pretty bossy, but she has a heart of gold.” So then you’re saying she’s a bitch? Just… More Sorry, going to rant about songs and phrases for a moment.
It’s the day after Super Bowl XLIX and I’m so sad. I’m not angry, the only way I can describe my emotion is sad. And disappointed. I’m sad because I know how upset my team is, how much they wanted to go all the way. My sadness is for them, but I hope that this… More I’m sad, but hopeful
Today my summer begins. Coincidentally it is also the start of autumn. After working non-stop from April til now, I’m glad that I survived the madness that is festival season, and while I can’t wait for next year, I’m very thankful that I get time to rest up. The last festival of the season is… More Summer of Festivals I
I saw Guardians of the Galaxy a couple of days ago. I saw it again this morning. And once again I was struck by a particular quote in the movie – and of course I quote the one quote that isn’t comedic in the movie. Let me just state, I loved the movie. Loved it.… More Folks who have lost stuff
I got back from my Japan Adventure on April 12th. With only one day off, I went back to work on the 14th at The Dumpling Tzar. Thinking about it now, it sounds ridiculous, but I have aged more in these two-three months being back here, than I did during my two and half years… More Adventures in The US of A
I grew up watching sports. One of my first memories was running around imitating the referees with my hands in the air yelling, “TOUCHDOWN!” (When I get home in April, the first thing I’m gonna do is scan that picture and post it, it’s adorable.) But contrary to that memory, my one sport was always baseball.… More An ode to my other team
He and I first met when I was seven going on eight years old. He was small, yet cuddly. I don’t believe in love at first sight, I think it’s a construct created by the media and romance novels, but it was different with him. I immediately felt a connection to him. I think it… More I wish you’d come back home, I want to hold your hand…
OH HOLY SHIT, THE SEAHAWKS ARE GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL AGAIN. Back in 2006, I don’t think I grasped the severity of this. The amazing feeling it is to play in the biggest football game of the season. But it was an amazing feeling then, and it’s an amazing feeling now. And the Broncos… More SUPER BOWL BABY!