Nice is France’s fifth most populace city and has a very Paris-by-the-sea feeling, but with enough Italian influence that it is delightful shades of pink, yellow and terra cotta rather than gray.
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So I took a bunch of pictures and did a bunch of great stuff in Paris and if you want to see them you can but if not, then don’t. I’ll never know.
Short term rental is legal in Boulder and I don’t have to worry about some crazy bitch turning me in for LEGALLY RENTING MY OWN HOME!
A woman noticed the cat in my shopping cart and said, “Oh those cats really shed,” and I was like, “It’s not problem, I always pick up a few of these when I go to the store. I got the brown tabby thing down.”
Then I picked up eight labrador retrievers in varying colors and headed home while trying to figure out the logistics of walking all these fucking dogs.
I woke up all sweaty and worn out from an evening of anxiety dreams. The heady mixture of “my” ballot initiative 2N being up for vote and the flurry of activity surrounding the process, the fear of imminent financial ruin, my parents in town (HI DAD! HI MAC!), Wilkins visiting, 200 people traipsing through my […]
I tried to drunk post the other day. TWICE! I swear I pressed all the right buttons on my phone (once from the bathroom) but alas, it didn’t happen. Given the nature of drunk posts, I thought they were pretty good but (surprise!) I can’t remember what I wrote. Sorry Cao. Onto a more sobering […]
I don’t usually give myself permission to not go to the gym and do all the things I feel I must do each day. I welcome my body telling me to lie down and close my eyes.
I’m up to my twitching eyelids in local politics as I defend my livelihood from the deaf ears of City Council who have deemed renting out rooms in my licensed and inspected house on AirBnB and VRBO to be “socially unjust.” That’s a quote. Perhaps they need a reminder about what social injustice actually looks like. […]
I just woke up from the most epic nap. I have been unusually tired despite going to bed a 8:30. It’s the stress. The day before I left for a vacation with my family and my Dad (HI DAD!) and step-mom, I got a scary letter from the City of Boulder. As you probably know, […]
Yesterday I had the rare experience of having no one in my house except me. No kids, no Loony, no Minion, no Moneypenny, no renters. No one. It was incredible. It got me wondering how many people come and go from my house each year. Not including employees and friends, I calculated that somewhere between […]