Rare is the morning when I can just sit down and start working. I check web comics first; I look at Tumblr, Flickr and Facebook. I tweet a twittle. I try to get my mind running and engaged. I attempt to care about life enough to motivate my working. What does it take? Sometimes, a [...]
I write now from It's A Grind, in San Francisco. Claire, Whit and I arrived yesterday afternoon, after a surprisingly painless 10-hour drive from Portland. This is what I look like RIGHT NOW. We stayed in Portland at Claire's parents house; George and Hansine were most gracious hosts, as always. Our time was spent seeing [...]
How will I stop wandering, and when? Seattle lasted me a good three and a half weeks before I felt that pull again, before I picked up and went elsewhere. It's not you, Seattle, it's me... You see, I have a lovely little Civic at my disposal; I am reunited with Sparkle Motion. Of course [...]
"Wait, what?" I was surprised to be caught so off-guard. Eric and I were sitting at Eugenio's drink stand on Cocktail Alley in Montañita, Ecuador. Every night this lane running to the beach would get busy, young folk stationing themselves in plastic chairs at carts filled with fruit, copious limes, and bottles of every conceivable [...]
This post tonight is sponsored by my dear, sweet blood: the Montañita mosquitoes are small and light and nearly invisible. They love my feet, and WiFi is only available out in the main courtyard here. Devastating. Eric arrived one day late, on Friday; his bags have still not arrived. Midday before his arrival, I was [...]
I write now from Cuzco, sitting with my mother in the lobby of Hotel Royal Inka I. We await a driver to take us to Ollantaytambo, where we will stay tonight. Tomorrow we head to Macchu Pichu. This hotel was quite nice, treating us well with comfy beds and down comforters during our initial Cuzco [...]
I love llamas, and we saw hundreds. If they were not so obviously filthy, I would have hugged every single fluffy adorable beast. Flamingos are rad, but they're not quite llama-level. Here is a gorgeous photograph of Robin. I am a bandit. Trina is triumphant. And that's a buttshot. Have I mentioned that llamas are [...]
