I am reading a French childrens' book, and it is probably the best book I've read in a long time. I've been trying to get into "One Thousand Years of Solitude" for the past few weeks, since I was given it by a friend, but to no avail. But "Le Petit Prince" is at once witty, entertaining, and weird. Also given by a friend (my favourite Frenchman), I ( Read more... )

Another great day! Another great meeting! Plus about 4 hours of bus-riding and cycling, all in all. I grabbed a delicious burrito from the corner burrito stand on my way home, watched a movie Susana (the producer who I had the meeting with) gave me, and I am again feeling fab. Unlike my meeting yesterday, this might actually lead to some sort of a ( Read more... )

Madness ( Read more... )

Well, I am glad the election-mania is over. Really, REALLY glad ( Read more... )

So many updates are in order here, from the happiness-making of being back in Los Angeles, to a Meredith's wedding recap, to an odd return to the farmers market, to a boring exposition of my job search, but right now I will stop with this one random and exciting fact ( Read more... )

I've seen nothing but Edinburghian style weather since I've been back in Michigan: clouds, gloom, sun, rain, cold, rain, wet, sun, and rain. I haven't even had time to miss the Scottish weather yet! As if this weren't enough, I'm experiencing a cultural downpouring of shock, not unlike the jolt I receive upon returning from the great West - yes, ( Read more... )

I'm not sure what I'm feeling. A little let down, I guess, about someone I thought I had come to know so well. And not for the reasons he thinks...

Quel un jour! C'etait un jour de changement, un jour de voyages... Il commençai à Holland, et ici je suis, en Petoskey, a la maison de mon père et ma mère. Voyages du monde en Michigan ( Read more... )

So I've finally made it home - home to my sister's house, which looks and feels remarkably like a home. My sister has come a long ways in the quest for Real Personhood - in fact, I think she's just about arrived: she lives in an apartment with a spare bedroom, she has abundant towels and sheets, a fridge full of food, matching pillows for the sofa ( Read more... )

Ah, back in London, chased by the rain. I woke up this morning to showers in Berlin, and when I got to London the clear day soon disappeared and again, I was walking in the rain ( Read more... )