It occasionally bothers me how little sympathy I often have for other people’s problems. I mean, I can see that they’re upset, and it’s not that I don’t care, it’s just that there’s nothing I can really do to solve the problem for them, so I don’t bother getting emotionally invested in it. They can [...]
It amuses me that the Safeway and Fred Meyer store brand granola bars are indistinguishable once you take them out of their respective boxes. I wonder how many other stores sell the exact same granola bars under their own label? And what company is it really that’s making all of these store brand goods?
As Tracy would say, my cat is entirely without dignity. But he’s so adorable!
So, I think I may have been talked into joining the community orchestra. I was pleasantly surprised by my ability to keep up last night. When I played in the youth orchestra, I was a very indifferent second violin. (I probably could have played first if I’d practised, but that’s a separate issue.) Sitting down [...]
There’s a certain type of soft, warm, blustery rain that always seems to remind me of Paris and adventure. Today is one of those days. (Seriously, I think it must be a conspiracy or something. What is there in France right now that the world really wants me to be paying attention to?)
Stop all pain, stop all sorrow Real life shall resume tomorrow Oh boy, hey hey It’s a national holiday
Ok, much as I dislike Valentine’s Day (it’s not the holiday itself, but the rampant commercialism that gets on my nerves), I will say that finding an anonymous valentine on your desk is kinda cool.
Yes, ok, but, the Louvre staff will strike over anything. They were on strike for most of the time I was in Paris, mainly I think because they decided to take a few days of vacation. (They opened up again on the last day that I was there, so I did get to see the [...]
OMG teh meetings! I think I’ve figured it out though. Whoever designed this whole corporate structure, with the meetings and the language and the mentality, must have really, really enjoyed high school pep assemblies.
Everybody in Portland rides the bus. The proof of this is the number of long lost friends I have met on the bus since I got back to town. Yesterday, it was my best friend from elementary school, whom I’ve talked to only sporadically since then, and not at all for several years. Apparently she’s [...]
