I've been in love with my neighborhood since I moved in, nearly two years ago. It's historic. It's pedestrian friendly in a city that is--in classic midwestern mold--not. It's got good food nearby, decent pubs, bike lanes ( Read more... )

I drive past the governor's mansion on the way home every day. All this Pawlenty scuttlebutt meant news crews at five and--apparently--random men in business dress lurking around the gates at 11:30. Wha?? Like you're expecting the man to step out onto his balcony and wave a hand at you Evita style in some gesture of victory ( Read more... )

Two Dreams, Two Hours ( Read more... )

Just over a year ago, I started volunteering at the local Wildlife Rehabilitation Center (WRC), and I thought: geez, I should be writing this stuff down. Finally, I will start ( Read more... )

I still haven't really decided upon a format for this thing. I feel like it needs function beyond my rambling, but for the moment ( Read more... )

This is what happens when weather becomes an atmosphere and I don't sleep at night. It has been July-incarnate for the last week, and I toss and turn in fan-induced clamminess ( Read more... )

I tried to keep one of these ages ago. Now I will try again.
This avocado green layout makes me think of my grandmother's kitchen. That should make it feel like home while I figure out what I'm doing all over again.