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I don’t mean the title of this entry to sound hostile, but since becoming a huge farmers market fan I feel like the name is being abused. I enjoy going to a farmers market with produce stands, meats, cheeses, local...
I thought I might have a “what I will miss” entry before another of these, but having taken the day off work to try and get a handle on the clutter and pack some more items, this is really grinding...
I am still deriving far too much pleasure from adding whatever word I like after “birthday” and singing it to the tune of Birthday Sex by Jeremih.* I was lucky (?) enough to hear this song during brunch at Tonic...
I seriously think my dreams are trying to tell me something.. or keep me from sleeping.. or kill me, I dunno. I don’t know if this was stress-related or just my subconscious having a bit of fun with me. After...
For the layperson who still might not have noticed the lingual-drift that’s caused these two words to mean so much more than we ever learned growing up, here’s are some helpful current real-world examples. This is made of WIN For...
Just one of those “Ha ha, neat!” moments from this morning’s commute. Normally both the Express and Examiner guys are out there, handing out the free daily papers. Sometimes neither is there* and the riders self-serve. I thought today would...
It’s not another craigslist spam story, that’s something right? It is, however, a story of a legitimate ad that was still useless! After returning from errands, I fired up the ol’ browser. For some reason I still have faith that...
I really thought I was done with the series of moving-related spam posts this week* but clearly not. But it’s Friday, so let’s lighten the mood first off: Salsus told me that I’d mentioned spam far too often not to...
I know that craigslist is supposed to be the savior of apartment hunters, but I swear it’s giving me a headache.* I can deal with ads for apartments out of my price range, even one in my own building for...
In roughly thirty-something days, I’ll be turning a new thirty-something of my own. Freakouts have already begun about this. You can’t help but evaluate your life, where you are, where you thought you’d be. I see myself as getting too...
