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I rarely know what you’re talking about.

Shootin’ the Moon

It must be blatantly clear to all of you by now that I’ve backslid out of the business of writing actual posts, and firmly entered the part of my life where I wait about six days, then post pictures of our baby, or kittens, or perhaps our baby next to a kitten. For those of [...]

Warning!

No matter what you think you know about yourself, no matter how many tiny baby kittens you’ve fed with an eyedropper, no matter how much you think you’ve steeled yourself for overwhelming cuteness, I guaran-goddamn-tee you’re not prepared for what you’re about to see.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

And one other thing …

… More pictures to come. But seriously, this one couldn’t wait.

Updation

Oh my god. I’m just so tired so early these days. I promise you it’s not really anything to do with Wee Beans; actually it has more to do with the fact that my coffee shop has been closing at noon this week for some kind of maintenance crap, which totally knocks my refill schedule [...]

Business as usual

I swear I’ve got tons of Los Angeles pix to upload, and one day I’ll actually do it. Lately I’ve been preoccupied with this tiny, smiling, happily gurgling man on my couch. I swear to god he could not possibly get one tiny bit cuter.

Red Alert!

People, for the love of god, click this picture.

It’s more important than ever, in this time of national crisis, that we maintain an urban/hip-hop dance team. The price of freedom is eternal … um, dance team. I guess.
Just ask this girl.

Los Hangeles

Los Angeles is huge and bright and incredibly smoggy, and the weather is so pleasant it makes me want to cry. For some reason the smog and the hugeness didn’t quite sink in the last time Ern and I were here, but as the plane banked to start its approach to tiny, bizarre Bob Hope [...]

“travelin’.”

I’m in Los Angeles.
I’m here for Greg’s wedding.
Last night we ate at a Moroccan place with old waiters in Fezes and some serious belly dancing action and the most awesome lamb dish I’ve ever eaten — sort of a filo dough pie filled with lamb and sundries, topped with powdered sugar, and o heavens, along [...]