We’re going to be attending a friend’s wedding down in D.C. this weekend. This friend is a performer, a sailor, a free spirit, French-Canadian (if memory serves), and spent some part of two summers ago dressed in a superhero costume promoting the Washington Metro.
So when the invitation to her wedding says “Whimsical Attire Encouraged,” [...]
John and Mike hosted a 4th-of-July party for our neighbors on Bean Road. We grilled everything in sight, dodged bugs, and socialized with people we hadn’t met before. It was a smashing success.
There were a ton of fireworks to set off, and John discovered a tomato freak-of-nature, which Larissa documented. Pyrotechnics and [...]
Mike and I are doing The Artists Way, which is a book containing a 12-week course on unblocking creativity and getting (back) into a habit of producing creative work. On the Hokey scale, it’s somewhere between seasickness wristbands (plausible) and crystals (not plausible), but having just read the first chapter, I actually like it. [...]
Woke up this morning out of an involved dream in which I found out Google was actually working to save the world, had discovered sub-atomic particles which allowed their quirky teams of crack scientists to look into the future and see the coming environmental disasters, and had several top-secret projects on how to save the [...]
When I tell someone I’m a Quaker, inevitably someone tells me, “Really? You know, Richard Nixon was a Quaker,” with a smug little “look, I got you!” smile.
I’m going to start responding to this by telling my informant that they’ve been misinformed, and that Nixon was actually Rastafarian, behind closed doors.