Fell on icy street,
Shoulder went snap crackle pop,
One handed typist.

Driving home from Walla Walla after dropping off carmelrain :

Thought:  "Walla Walla is a pretty cool town name.  It needs a slogan though. 'Now with twice the Walla!™' would work."

Hey, just wanted to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving. Personally, I feel like we need more than one Thanksgiving a year. One day out of 365 for coming together with friends and family to gorge on turkey, gravy, mashed potato, stuffing, cranberry sauce, green beans, and dinner rolls is far too few in my opinion.

Mmmmm-mmm!

I swear my mind, much like the main character of Slaughterhouse Five, has become unstuck in time. I'm always finding myself thinking of clever replies to things people said hours later, constantly switching subjects to conversations, or experiencing emotional reactions to things that happened much earlier ( Read more... )

Driving along quiet back streets on a cool fall day. The trees have already shed themselves of their leafy burdens, leaving the town blanketed in yellows and browns and oranges. Only the places touched by human activity daily remain uncovered. The sidewalk looks more like a riverbank now. A slender pile of leaves stretches down the road where ( Read more... )

I shifted uncomfortably in my airplane seat, nursing on a cup of tea to try and distract myself from the lower back pain. Flight 2363, bound for Portland, still had at least forty five minutes before we would land. I sighed, realizing that this was going to be the end of my nap. Sleeping on planes has never been a talent of mine, which has ( Read more... )

Who Killed Amanda Palmer?

Hell. Yes. I pre-ordered this CD just based on my love for her piano work in the Dresden Dolls, and let me say that her solo album is amazing.

After working at Starbucks for almost a year I discovered that eating out at local fast food places gets very expensive very quickly.  So, seeking out smaller, less greasy, and less expensive portions I started to experiment at the local supermarket.  The idea was to find ways of throwing together cheap, no preparation meals on the fly during my ( Read more... )

Another movie review brought to you by the the letter H and the number 8.

With a name like "The Happening" you don't walk into the theater with high expectations.  I walked into the theater having set my bar low enough that it might have been mistaken as a speed bump, knowing full well that I would probably wind up on Livejournal later on spewing ( Read more... )

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