How to Look Like a Local in Six Easy Steps

I live in a tourist town, which means that in certain seasons we are overrun by camera-toting sightseers intent on packing in as much adventure as their credit cards and cranky kids will allow. From early spring to late fall work hours increase as many businesses...

This Is My Blog on SoCNoC

I don’t know about you, but I’m getting tired of seeing the same post up on here day after day. However, I’m still SoCNoCing in addition to, you know, having an actual life, which makes this a good day to revive my Five on Friday tradition (if you...

I Will Never Be:

1. An artist 2. A soloist 3. A football fanatic 4. A size zero 5. An evil overlord 6. A henchman 7. An oenophile 8. A jazz enthusiast 9. A mathematical genius 10. A snooty post-modern deconstructionist And...

Things I Won’t Blog About Today

I’ve decided not to blog today. I thought I’d announce this decision, so you’d know that you were being neglected, instead of just suspecting it. It’s a beautiful May morning, and I plan to enjoy it. But just so you know what you’re missing, I’ll fill you in on a few...

How to Use a “Resealable” Bag

Oh, dear. You’ve really done it, haven’t you? You just fell prey to one of consumerism’s biggest myths — the resealable bag — and now you’re staring at your new purchase, wondering how to get the thing open. What was it? Cheese? Cereal? Doggie treats? Come on, you can...

A Quiz and a Vow

Well, we are now nearly three full months into 2008, and guess which one of the following I still have not done? Go on, circle one: a) Licked an envelope and received a paper cut on my tongue. b) Roasted Peeps over an open campfire. c) Started my diet yet again. d)...

Five on Friday: Hail to the Chef

Back by request, round two of Five on Friday, wherein I occasionally post five links on a certain theme. This week’s theme is recipe sites. The sad fact is that I’m severely lacking in kitchen skills, which means that while I have collected many beautiful...

Confessions of a Reading Addict

It began innocently enough: a brand new copy of Goodnight Moon and parents patient enough to read it to me night after night after night. But Goodnight Moon was the gateway drug for many of my generation, and I soon turned to more hard-core reads, such as...
Mastodon