I like to go dancing semi-regularly and sometimes I feel like this when dancing:
No, I’m not THAT tall, but this is exactly why I don’t wear higher heels when I dance— not because they’re uncomfortable (they’re not, generally) but because the “average” height for men in America includes children, apparently. (And yes, like the woman in the movie clip, I’ve almost been clotheslined with my own arm by guys who can’t/won’t lift their arm up high enough.
Recently, I visited an old friend:
He’s been a little under the weather recently and is a little worse for wear, but hanging in there…
Seriously though, I’ve been fond this sink and his funny little face since I was a kid and was tickled to see him again after a long parting.
Misery is such a hopeless romantic…
I guess we’re all hopeless romantics at heart… Happy (early) Valentines Day, folks.
I met one of my new-ish neighbors a few weeks ago… He’s very nice, but rather secretive… and told me later that he’s in the witness protection program…
During my travels, I come across some pretty strange objects, artifacts, stories and people.
Here’s a gem from my latest trip:
Veal baby food?! For real? For real. AWESOME.
Lately, I’ve found myself attending a lot of networking events and meetings; not surprisingly, one of the results is many conversations about the design services I offer…
Perhaps though, I should consider an ad like the following:
Great stuff, right? Especially that smashing logo at the end…
Today I was featured on the Internet Sends Me Cake! Check it out!
If you want some of your own tasty baked goods to enjoy from my kitchen to yours, a few of my more popular items are listed on Etsy.
Special thanks the Jessica Hische for her original idea behind the Internet Sends Me Cake Web site and for plugging my work/site as a result. I’m so delighted she and the Studio 612a crew enjoyed their goodies.
Unless you live under a rock or more likely, are one of my readers from abroad you might not know that this weekend brought Baltimore an historic blizzard.
So this afternoon once the snow had stopped, I helped my family dig out. My mum was kind enough to supply the following video of my father and I shoveling their massive drive:
Ok, so my sense of humor is especially punchy today– we’re all a little batty from the miles of sparkling white everywhere…
You know, women workers can be surprisingly good producers….
And remember, this all boils down to four things:
This gives me flashbacks to Oakland…
A modern version of the last film, narrated by Stephen Colbert:
Remember: Girls who park in cars, are not REALLY popular…
and home, parents and personality ALL help boys and girls to be popular… really…
