I cannot shake the idea that I am not doing enough right now. Many adventures have ensued since my last post, however some of my attempts at being more active have been stymied by circumstance and poor planning. I made the mistake of going on my last interview circuit without running shoes. I thought hiking …
A trip of reunions: 1. Aviatress Rudolphi: A very technically staged mid-highway interception of this elusive creature. The van driver had obviously not read the memo on the appropriate response to the international “honk” sign. 2. Cousin John: A chance to catch up with this long lost genius in the desert over Green Chili Huevos …
I was transported to the land of My-So-Called-Life era fashion and community centric collective consciousness. A place where vegans go to find like-minded artisans making ironic products. A spot where 20 somethings go to retire, play bingo, and knit berets for the social media revolution. A little hold-out where womyn gather in droves and chickens …
“Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never come to mind? Should old acquaintance be forgot, and auld lang syne?” “We two have run about the slopes, and skiied the powder fine; But we’ve wandered many a weary (knee), since auld lang syne.” This year we have moved extensively and had the opportunity to spend time …