Sometimes folks choose to express themselves. This can happen almost anywhere – from one’s wardrobe to one’s blog. And in general, I support expressing of ye self. (I don’t always like said expressions, and that’s okay.) Sometimes I…
No Truer Words
The other night Betro and I went out to see our friends in Wolf Prize. They were doing a show that coincided with member Amber Elliot’s art exhibit opening. The band was grand (as per usual) and Amber’s…
Nobody Walks in L.A.
There are a lot of things I absolutely positively love about living in Los Angeles. The weather. The sunsets. The killer restaurant scene. The local brews. And there are things I don’t love, of course, but that’s a…
Long Time No See
This weekend I ventured out to check on the bees. It’s been a while. As it’s winter, their numbers are low. The thing I like about that is being able to see the hive itself. When the bees…
Young Americans
This weekend I attended a reading of essays about coming to America. The writers of these essays were 10 and 11-year-olds who attend The Wise School in Los Angeles. Their works were part of an American History competition…
Oscar! Oscar!
So yesterday morning brought us the Oscar nominees, including a pitiful mispronunciation of a cinematographer’s last name. (That, my friends, is why actors are best at announcing Oscar nominees – their jobs require them to know how to read aloud.)…
WEXMAS XVI
This past weekend was WEXMAS XVI! What? Not clear on WEXMAS? WEXMAS is our friend Tiffany’s Armenian White Elephant Christmas Gift Exchange. It is one of the oddest and coolest parties ever and Mister and I…