I also thought I was standing next to a celebrity, and then after a few minutes realized it was just someone I follow on instagram. But by far, the strangest part of the weekend involved feces.
Not a day goes by where I don’t wonder at where I live. Out my window, I see apartment buildings higher than anything I’ve been in in California, and the earthquake-ometer all Bay Area natives have installed at birth goes... Continue Reading →
Birthday months are fun for mail, although living abroad makes pieces few and far between. It only makes me loves the ones that make the effort more. But I certainly had not been expecting to receive a request via post... Continue Reading →
Like all good travel stories, this one starts with pollution, pirates, and a flu epidemic. Teaching in Brazil taught me to choose countries with good public holidays (I miss you, Carnaval), and I was très excited to see a 10... Continue Reading →
Captain’s Log: Day 21 of no social media* and I am slowly becoming accustomed to waiting in line with no meme-induced chuckling. Somehow I am getting by without daily briefings on the end of the world from Amy Siskind. My... Continue Reading →
“So, something I didn’t mention before is that I actually hate birds. I think they are stupid and I am scared of birds. Anyway, let’s go look at about a million of them.” That was my opening line as I... Continue Reading →
I've known many yard duty's during a lifetime of public schooling, but when I think of a 'yard duty,' there’s just one woman I picture; halo of frizzy grey hair, sunglasses with a leash on them, clipboard full of green... Continue Reading →
