Because I don’t drive.
July 4th is approaching, and with it the yearly camping trip with my in-laws. I’m facing it with trepidation, not because of the in-laws, but because of the curse.
I learned on Sunday that it is easier than you think to steal a catalytic converter off a car.
Inner city living is hard. There’s no room for parking, rent is expensive, buses are crowded, and everything seems far when you only travel by foot. For a long time, my boyfriend and I endured stares while we stuffed our 90 liter backpacks during our weekly shop with groceries for the bus ride home. It […]
So yesterday, while I was working on material for my other Persephone posts and for the Lentian novel-a-thon, I was pulled out of my zone with a BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM. Someone might think that it was an earthquake or a bomb going off, but no. The source of the noise was much […]
If you watched this show with even mild interest during its run, then you remember the punch line that the title refers to, a nice little episode-closer that reminds us once again how endearingly flawed our protagonist can be. It was, quite simply, A Jordan Episode, but after a few consecutive weeks of dealing with […]
Afternoon, everyone! I am cranky today. It is like 3 degrees outside, it’s dirty and cloudy and there has been a Mack truck revving its engine outside my window for the last 20 minutes and I’m about to go outside and punch the driver. And that’s why today’s Lunchtime Poll is Anywhere But Here. Where […]