Jul 20, 2014
Jul 12, 2014
|The view from the hotel.|
As I mentioned before, I grew up poor and was working poor most of my adult life. I'd never had the money or opportunity to visit a foreign country, and often thought I never would. Norway was the first foreign country I ever visited, and I couldn't have asked for a better experience. I kept a journal, which is where these posts came from. (I have a good memory, but not this good.)
Jun 12, 2014
May 6, 2014
I should have known it was too good to be true. What do you do when you have neighbors who just won't stop partying?
Apr 25, 2014
|Photo by Daniel Hallorann|
This past March, I moved back to southeastern Pennsylvania after twelve years of living in Los Angeles. When I went to the bank to transfer my account, I told the teller I'd moved here from Los Angeles. He said, quite seriously, "I'm so sorry." A couple of weeks later I was in a salon having my hair cut, and during the conversation I mentioned that I had just moved here from Los Angeles. The stylist said, and again, she was completely serious, "Why would you do that?"
Apr 16, 2014
I like feeding birds. The first day I was in my new apartment in Los Angeles (omg, 2001), I saw a hummingbird outside my living room window and just went nuts -- they're soooo tiny! I eventually got a cheap feeder and set it up on my balcony. The cats loved it. Although sometimes Spike got so excited that he would try to go through the screen door, so I would have to block it with cardboard or a box fan. It helps that it's always summer in Los Angeles. Okay, so it's not, but it feels that way when you only get two weeks of winter.
Apr 12, 2014
|Billie's "painting" of Bush from an existing photo|
I once heard a simile about George W. Bush that stayed with me. It was that he was like a teenager who stole his father's car and crashed it into a brick wall.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 7, 2014
|Yes, it's the Grand Canyon. Big hole in the ground, huh?|