Pity the poor tourist

From Overheard in New York , one of my all-time favorite blogs, an anecdote from tourist season . It’s funny because it’s true !

Spoilers Ahead, Full Speed!

The current bane of my existence? Spoiler queens. "Don’t tell meeeeee!" they shriek. You know you’ve got one, too, someone who insists that the world...

...and in my hair

There is a bee in my bonnet.

puddle stomping

step one: wear my new favorite white sweater step two: get puddle-splashed by a passing taxi step three: cry

On Sunday I watched The

On Sunday I watched The Iron Giant after having genuflected in front of the MetaFilter server . I am now spiritually renewed as a weblog author.

What kind of girl do

What kind of girl do you think I am ?

The ball weaved a bouncing

The ball weaved a bouncing path between the cars and ended up starting its final descent onto our street a few feet above my head. I reached up and grasped the...

Ok, someone email me and

Ok, someone email me and we’ll go see Astrud Gilberto .

Perhaps I can explain my

Perhaps I can explain my pathetic, sad, sorry (but still amusing) life better with an anecdote… The other day I was getting some of my books and stuff out of my...

Waitaminute. Dan put up a

Waitaminute. Dan put up a little anecdote about his Amazon account , and there’s a wish list link in it, but clicking on the link took me to my wish list?...