Night out? Might as well take a picture of a tree Pub boat. Because nothing screams good idea like combining drunk people and w...
Town Crier Calling Back to Days Gone By
Finally arrived in Bristol. Not quite sure what I was expecting. I suppose I was picturing a little more "quaint seaside town" and...
Me and My Thoughts: An Unproductive Partnership
When given ample time to ponder the finer things in life (like our extensive walk yesterday from the station to Hampton Court), I apparently...
Whoa Whoa Whoa
See what I did there? Tad drafty but I can adjust. Perhaps the most British photo in existence. Too bad the quality is rather sh...
Day One
...or is it two? Can't say definitively. What I can say is this ( there they're in bullet points because proper sentence structure ...
Live blogging at the Airport
Forgot headphones in the car. Fortunately I have another pair...securely stowed in my checked luggage. I could probably buy some here before...
So You Mistyped the Wrong URL...Welcome!
Because I felt that the world really needed yet another "white girl" blog, I figured now was a good time to set up one of these ba...
Vegas.
Multicolored wigs. Male dancers. And a nine-fingered cabbie. Perhaps, for the sake of all those involved, it is best to leave the details ...
Filmic Conditions
Date: 2 January 2014 Location: New York City Weather Conditions: Cold, with eventual snowfall. [May never get the feeling in my toes ba...
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