Boracay Beach, Philippines Blog Seven. I’m walking along the Strip one day, and a man just sort of appears beside me. It happens so naturally that I’m not caught off-guard, and the next thing you know we’ve walked several beach blocks together. He tells me he’s a rug dealer but, with his accent, it sounds […]
Today I’m Kind of Sad. And Fat.
The highlight of my week is the Wednesday Santa Monica Farmers’ Market. It’s really the only place my budget allows me to buy unabashedly; after all, I need to eat, right? Numerous vendors sell everything from chocolate mint to persimmons and to fresh-baked artisan breads, from all manner of cattle (beef, bison, pork) to the […]
The Abbott Kinney Disconnect—A Misfit’s Musings
Location: Venice Beach, CA. I’m in Venice Beach, California, land of hippies, hipsters, homeless, surfers, artists, con-artists, lame-ass, lonely, eco-friendly, eclectic, misguided, uber urban misfits and more singles than you can shake a handmade-hemp-stick at. It’s a melting pot of pop-culture and quirky characters, fame-seekers and soul-searchers, vendors selling all manner of wares and tourists […]
“We will all look at her differently now. Poor Girl.”
Remember the saying about how what you say Says More About You than who you’re talking about (behind her back, no less)? The title of this blog is a direct quote of one of the (very few) judgemental, critical, superior-attitude, I-think-I’m-better-than-you, probably-bible-thumping, stick-inserted-in-uber-tight-ass email replies that was just forwarded to me by a colleague after […]
A Gamut of Guys—Gama Rays of Rejection OR Why Rejection is Good for You (Me)!
July. I met a great guy recently in my Small Town, who I hung out with for awhile, enjoyed the company of, laughed endlessly with, went on hikes with (well, one hike), had coffee with (thrice), and looked at real estate with (I’m no longer a licenced salesperson, therefore, don’t have a lockbox key, therefore, […]
