It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.
I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?-
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Category Archives: Silliness
Tweet tweet tweet.
I have watched, with varying degrees of interest, the ebb and flow of Twitter’s popularity over the past few years. I have stuck with Twitter for several reasons (wait for it) and in my consistency with it in terms of … Continue reading →
Posted in Friends, Life, Relationships, Silliness, true stories
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Tagged internet drama, social media, the internet, Twitter
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Oh, oh, oh, Olympics.
Since I can remember the Olympics, and for the detail oriented among you that would be Summer Games, Montreal, 1976 (a.k.a. Nadia) I have been a superfan. Like millions of other girls I took up gymnastics soon after that summer, … Continue reading →
Posted in Absurd Shit, Politics, Race, Silliness, true stories
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Tagged America, American athletes, athletics, Carl Lewis, cheating, competition, diving, Dream Team, Gabby Douglas, Gawker, Jordan Weiber, London 2012, Michael Phelps, NBC, NBC fail, NBC Olympic coverage, NBC sucks, Olympics, Opening Ceremonies, racism, Ryan Lochte, sexism, sports, summer olympics, television, the thrill of competition, winning, Zoe Smith
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Meow: of Cougars and other such nonsense.
[This is a piece I wrote a while back, which you can now read in it's edited and enhanced version in the beautiful Whore! Magazine] I have been going to The Gym religiously for the past three months as … Continue reading →
Hola Mr. Hand!
It is official. I am Mr. Hand. Today as I endeavored to start what is categorically my most rambunctious (though generally very enjoyable) second period World History class we were recapping the previous day’s events. I was out for a … Continue reading →
Posted in Education, Humor, Life, Movies, Silliness, true stories, Work
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Tagged alter-egos, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, History, Mr. Hand, Spicoli, teaching, true stories, Work
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An Urban Cowboy: You blend.
For the last month, I (inadvertently) conducted a social experiment. It was inadvertent insofar as I never really planned to be hosting a Cowboy in the City, but then, as we all know… the best laid plans… Anyhow, the experiment … Continue reading →
Posted in California, Life, Perception, San Francisco, Silliness, true stories
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Tagged Boyfriends, boys, Cowboy Diaries, Friends, My Cousin Vinny, perspective, Relationships, Resistol hats, Stetson hats
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Are my cats actually aliens from another dimension?
Look at this. Look very, very closely. I am suspicious.
One of the best love stories of all time. Like, totally fer sure.
I’ll stop the world and melt with you You’ve seen the difference and It’s getting better all the time There’s nothing you and I won’t do I’ll stop the world and melt with you I own this movie, though I … Continue reading →
Posted in California, Life, Movies, Music, Silliness, true stories
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Tagged Hollywood, Los Angeles, love stories, Nicholas Cage, the 80s, The Plimsouls, the San Fernando Valley, Valley Girl
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Rule #1: Be sure you are not placed on the end of any group photo.
My parents recently moved back to the area. Apparently the true 1%ers they have spent a lifetime trying not to be, they are now going to be snowbirds, (of a sort, still choosing rather atypical resting points.) As this move … Continue reading →
Posted in California, Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Family, Home, Life, Silliness, true stories
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Tagged birthdays, Bridget Jones, Bridget Jones' Diary, clothes, Family, love-life, Relationships, style, Trats and Vicars, true stories
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Exploratorium, 11-1-11.
Posted in California, Home, San Francisco, Silliness, Things I Wish I Would Have Thought Of
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Tagged Exploratorium, field trips, iPhone photo essay, Photography, San Francisco
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Clichés: from tartare to true love and points in between with piña coladas and getting caught in the rain
I had a really excellent dinner at one of my favorite restaurants last night. I go to Garçon a lot because it is super close and the food is really good – especially the soups that Arthur makes. [Also the … Continue reading →
