Monthly Archives: September 2008

Stand In The Place That You Live

Don’t follow poli­tics much? You miss Hilary because you loved when they star­ted to cri­ti­cize her clothing, the thing you do best. You follow Palin because you enjoy loo­king at her out­fits? You don’t vote because you really don’t know anything about it, and don’t care as long as you can buy your pur­ses,

Torn Between The Surf and The Library

I’m a rarely cra­zed. Everything I do is done with a goal in mind. I’m rela­ti­vely level hea­ded, not given to impul­sive acts, even when those acts con­tain poten­tial for mag­ni­fi­cence.
I took off around 1 in the mor­ning, on a 3 hours drive to the beach, to spend 4 hours sur­fing. The best surf of

Do You Have Mace in Your Case?

I arrive home from long afternoon/evening of eating cake, drin­king Leba­nese beer, and some library time. The phone rings and a friend of mine from school here is on the other line. She is in jail in NYC, no kid­ding. She was taking a cab from the air­port to her hotel for a

In My Humble Opinion

I’m soon hea­ding out to my cousin’s 21st birth­day party.
It’s not at a bar thank hea­ven, it’s at my aunts home. I won’t have to drive home an into­xi­ca­ted indi­vi­dual and see him through the night. Anyhoo, my cou­sin really isn’t much of a drin­ker, though I’m sure he will revel in the fact