“Do not push me.”
Is it me, or does this progression of spam comments submitted to my blog sound like a set of dating site messages gone very wrong?
Author: urb
Grow, baby, grow…
This wasn’t one of my worst ideas, but I have a sneaky suspicion I’m going to be overrun with bell pepper plants in a few weeks!
“I only smile in the dark”
“I was doing so well until the rains came…” sounds more like the start of a Young Adult genre novel than a commentary on my current mood, but it’s true.
Washington Antiquarian Book Fair – April 28-29, 2017
In an era torn by partisan division and “fake news,” the Washington Antiquarian Book Fair is offering a welcome antidote: its 42nd annual celebration of books, knowledge and learning, April 28-29, 2017, in the heart of our nation’s capital.
Weekend Mood: Liquid
A very fluid weekend, all told. From a chilly rainy Friday to playing around with spirits and infusions throughout the weekend. Spring is making itself known and with nicer weather comes cocktail time!
Filmfest DC – April 20-30, 2017
Filmfest DC is back for its 31st year in Washington, DC, bringing new and exciting international films to the community. Filmfest DC strives to bring films of current interest and debate to the culturally curious and diverse DC community.
How many bits could a Fitbit fit…?
No gadget failing has given me a moral dilemma quite like this. My Fitbit is failing and likely dead and I am oddly torn about whether I need to replace it or if I’ve finally outgrown it.
Climbing out of the abyss
I’m slowly coming out of a major funk, but I still think I’m a horrible person. It’s sometimes really difficult to reconcile those things.
Sunday. Self-Care. Solidarity.
Woke up on Sunday, a little motivated. By the end of the day I had taken care of myself, treated myself, and joined a demonstration outside the White House because this is not normal.
Light After the Storm
So… how about that Friday? Nah, forget that, OMG Saturday guys! If you wanted to know what had a worldwide mandate, it became pretty darn clear. Also, someone needs to plan a house for wayward boys when events like this roll around.
