Dilettante, gadabout, ne'er do well, etc…
Earlier this afternoon, Kris told me that it’s National Dry Martini Day. I could really use one. If it pleases the blogosphere, the urban bohemian would like to submit the following images into evidence as Exhibits A and B…
If the plot didn’t make it terribly obvious that Lois’ son was Superman’s, the cinematography did our work for us well before the piano scene. I finally watched Superman Returns tonight. I had no idea Parker Posey was in it...
Let’s hope for a better day today brain-wise than yesterday. It was like I had a 24-hr case of aphasia. My normal order at Starbucks (now) is a triple grande vanilla skim latte, and that’s what I thought I ordered...
There’s nothing quite like a fire alarm to make you think: “Hm, I wonder what’s up?” “Ok, I should turn stuff off and head downstairs.” “Got my keys and phone and wallet, all good.” — hand on the door —...
Au Bon Pain’s BBQ Pulled Pork Sandwich — It’s a good thing. I know I should have chopped up some chicken to bring in for leftovers today, but I would have been torn between wanting to bring in the dark...
The flowers are blooming and I’m happy just to have plant life in my apartment not die on me. Of course these are cut, so they’ll die anyway, but don’t burst my bubble just yet.
And to make me feel so much better about my future prospects in the neighborhood, I dropped a note to some new apartments coming up in the area. Admittedly they are across the street from the Giant, a block away...
It’s only Tuesday, but I know I’m in a funk. Thankfully it isn’t the lashing out at people type of funk, but I’m just overly concerned about .. everything. Money, weight, dating, cleaning, wardrobe… fun. Mostly money right now though,...
I took a mental health day today and did some work around the house. Got some frames for pictures, bought some shelves for around the apartment. Clearly I am staying in this place for another year. I honestly can’t decide...
