Last Thursday morning, the architect dropped me off at the airport for my magical three-day trip to New Orleans. I had
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Mac and cheese, Cabernet, and Vampires
I have officially reached the time of year that (literally) drives me crazy. Every Septemberish for almost as long as I
Waking up under a blanket of sea snails
I was at the coast last weekend. That’s what we have in Oregon. A coast. We don’t “go to the beach,”
Greasy Meat Water is [not] a great band name
My Friday is not off to an auspicious start. I stepped on one of Alvie’s 9,482,439 train accessories this morning –
Book Reviewsday: The Execution
Over the weekend I attempted to recover from my reading ennui (due to too many romance novels) by reading all sorts