2007 Winterhouse Writing Awards
Cool. They’ve been announced. With the readings this time! And the 2006 pieces have also finally been published. I’ve been waiting to read these forever.
Callie Neylan
Was Zum Teufel?!
Tuesday, Dec 04 – This week of pissing dogs, cussing nuns, and spooky news carriers kicks off today with the discovery of a website for lost gloves. For those of you who know me well, you may recall that from September through about May, I wear gloves because my hands are
Hooray for the New Yorker!
The New Yorker has a weekly cartoon slideshow. Yesssssss!
Things I will miss....
originally uploaded by Neylano.
01. My friends.
02. The downtown YMCA.
03. The coffee culture.
04. The mountains.
05. The sparkling blue water, par tout.
06. Running the dogs on the UW campus.
07. The Pink Door.
08. Marymoor.
09. My ‘hood, even though it is a bit too yuppy
Was Zum Teufel?!
Tuesday, Dec 11 – This long week from hell (packing is no fun, let me tell you!) interspersed with puplights, birthday/Christmas/Farewell parties, and dead Crocodiles kicks off on a boring note. Nothing happened today, unless you count our babysitting Parker for nine hours while Rocky went to photograph Barack
RISD's New President.
Announced today. It’s John Maeda, formerly of MIT.
Bringing the baby home.
originally uploaded by jaeger43.
This was taken on August 5, 2004, the night we brought Oslo home from Stephanie’s. He cried aaallll the way home, from Tacoma to Seattle!
Merry Christmas.
originally uploaded by Neylano.
I am late with WZT this week; it’s coming. Forgive me. It’s Christmas, and I’m moving.
Blogging from DC.
originally uploaded by Neylano.
Well, we are finally all here in DC (minus Seth and Michaela, who stayed in Seattle). This cup was a farewell present from my friend Lynda, who ordered it here.
DC is okay so far. But I’m still unpacking and the disorganization of our apartment
How the iPhone was made...stressfully.
From a recent article in Wired Magazine:
For those working on the iPhone, the next three months would be the
most stressful of their careers. Screaming matches broke out routinely
in the hallways. Engineers, frazzled from all-night coding sessions,
quit, only to rejoin days later after catching up on their