I am in here.
… and he finds no evidence of W’s fascism, in An Englishman in Monterey | Samizdata.net While the climate is most agreeable, I must just say that this is not at all what I was expecting to find in ‘George Bush’s Amerikkka’. I have been here for very nearly a week now and I have … Continue reading An Englishman tours America
So I was going to have a quiet afternoon of reading this past afternoon, and then I ran into M in the hotel lobby. M needed a ride to Reb Zalman’s house, so I dropped him off there and told me he didn’t need a ride back. And I put on lip gloss for nothing. … Continue reading A Day in the Life. Boulder edition.
I sit in the Pearl Street Starbuck’s here in Boulder, with a handy T-Mobile Hotspot of which to take advantage. (Yes, we must have perfect grammar, mustn’t we? We must.) (Okay, enough of that!) I sit in a warm purple velvet armchair in front of the fireplace with fake logs that nobody’s lit yet. The … Continue reading Morning in Boulder
Googling a phrase, and the first result that comes up is my own blog…
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