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I’m…not zen yet, dammit.

So I’ve been interested in Zen Buddhism for a while, have been collecting books, and meditating in my own fail-y way in the spare room, and have decided that I want to pursue this properly.  Eventually I’m going to go to the New York Zen Center for meditation lessons, but since the Zen Center is [...]

In which I apparently live in Pompano Beach

I have been having mail delivery issues.  I put it on hold for Christmas, they apparently started it a couple of days early, and it wasn’t redelivered yesterday when it was supposed to.  Naturally, I called USPS to complain, and they did the only thing they ever do – they started a ticket, and told [...]

Fake pine, log furniture and bear-printed bed linens, oh my

Just got back from Christmas break (well, this morning at 1:30) and I’ve come to a conclusion:  I am the only one in my family who has not been infected with the lodge-look obsession.
We spent Christmas this year at my brother’s country house outside Grand Rapids, Michigan and on the day after Christmas we went [...]

The Year in Review

Tagged by Amy, here is my year, such that it is.
1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before
I visited continental Europe.
2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I resolved to exercise more, and I did! Until about July.  Not going to bother renewing [...]

1:45 AM

It’s 1:45 AM on Thursday morning, and I’m sitting up in bed because my shuffle’s battery is dead and I refuse to endure the commute tomorrow morning without music.  In most ways, the commute is better, thanks to the fact that New Jersey actually has semi-reliable public transit, unlike other suburban areas I could mention, [...]

Family and Politics

My mother called me this morning, and she was pissed.  She’d just gotten off the phone with one of my aunts in California, who voted for John McCain and Proposition 8 and is absolutely convinced that Barack Obama is going to destroy the budget and rack up the national debt and turn us into Soviet [...]

Reason #385 Why I Can’t Live In Manhattan

I was in SoHo yesterday to get my hair cut, and I was a little early so I wandered a block over to Whole Foods to look around.  And yikes.
I mean, I hate chopping onions with every fiber of my being, but I’m not going pay $4 a pound for pre-chopped onions.  And $5? For [...]

Fall is here.

And it’s freezing in my apartment, something that apparently doesn’t change no matter where you live.  It’s what I get for refusing to pay for my own heat.  On the plus side, I never have to look at the bill for that at least.
I’m on vacation right now, and after spending this past weekend down [...]

Fun is…

Realizing that the reason the creepy old dudes on the subway have been hitting on you for the fifteen minute ride from lower Manhattan to Midtown is because the top button on your shirt has come undone. Again. And your bra is on display. Again.
Good times.
In other news, I still [...]

Seriously.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.  “Pioneers in spirit, they dress the part, strolling in prairie skirts and toting their infants in slings. Others tend bar at the local saloons wearing jeans and bright kerchiefs.”  It’s BROOKLYN, not the Oregon Trail.
My tolerance level for ironic hipsters continues to sink.