San Diego Sidetrip

I sat next to a man on the bus who was sound asleep, his whole body flopping around, lifeless, with every turn we took.  It was the only seat available to me at that time, so I reluctantly sat next to him, blatantly staring and looking for signs of life as fifteen minutes passed with … More San Diego Sidetrip

Dirty Santa

As I’ve mentioned before, there are weeks when I don’t have a clue what to write about.  Then there are weeks like this, where there is so much going on that it makes it nearly impossible to stay focused on one topic. Do I write about the girl who sat next me in Starbucks talking … More Dirty Santa

I Ain’t Your Friend

When a week of my Seattle life went by without any bizarre antics, abnormal interactions, or anything unusual happening, I panicked.  After I first moved out here, there were so many things that struck me as bizarre, I wondered if, with enough time, I would become desensitized to all of the things that struck me … More I Ain’t Your Friend