We all have a perception of ourselves that may (or may not) even vaguely resemble the way the rest of world sees us. I’m usually okay with this. If the world regards me as invisible, then, frankly, I get a lot more work done. If the world, or a certain man, sees me as an
After I left the Malibu Arts Festival, I wandered over to Malibu Yogurt and just spent some idle time by the fountain. And then I laughed and decided that this needed to be shared with the world: Well played Malibu Newsstand…. well played!
Just in case you are interested in doing some road tripping of your own, I’ve included five tips (and a bonus) that I thought people might find useful over on my travel blog: http://openroadahead.wordpress.com/2012/07/23/five-things-i-learned-road-tripping/
The “you can’t always get what you want” theory (or lyric, if you prefer) seemed to get reinforced somewhere along this winding road. For instance, I do not look like Marion Cotillard (unacceptable). I did not find the inspiration to write the next great American novel (which was at least partially the point). Colin Firth
I have discovered many things today: Margaritaville will always make me smile, but I will be grinning particularly big if you are strumming a guitar on the wharf as the sun is setting. This guy is my new best friend. I have named him, and though he does not know it yet, we are buddies.
I’ve learned two things today: 1. Cows are not always interested in having their photographs taken. You need to respect that and not try climbing over a fence to try to change their minds. I’m not saying I did that (particularly if that is a felony), but if I had done that, I’d stick
I’m off wandering the moors (What? There’s a castle, surely there are moors not far from here), but I have not forgotten you. Each wandering day, I hope to bring you at least one nugget of discovery. Today I discovered… When you eat alone in a fine dining establishment filled with couples on romantic holiday,
I was wandering up a winding street when I happened upon this message by the side of the road. It appeared to be painted (or written) on a board that was propped up against someone’s stone wall. Whether it expresses the sentiments of the person living there, or it was left by an artist with
I headed up to the Getty on Friday night to take in the Herb Ritts exhibition and a sunset. I’m happy to say that this time around both things were actually achieved! Obviously, the photographs were amazing. This I anticipated. What I didn’t anticipate is my newly found desire to become a photographer. And I
So I’m sitting at the Jeep dealer waiting for my car, and I’m trying to look on the bright side of life. Yes, I could do without this maintenance expense, but the vehicle is more than 15 years old, and it hasn’t been troublesome. In fact, it has been pretty wonderful, so I will not