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Was Zum Teufel (and rowhouses)?!

Fri Sept 12 – During these past few weeks of my working full-time and my class starting in Baltimore, I have been very tired, neglecting my writing. In order to continue these creative endeavors of mine, methinks I must change the format. Writing a long essay once a week is too

Latté-drinking liberals.

From Seattle, no less, and DAMN PROUD OF IT. I will not be ashamed of being an educated, critical thinker. Click on the image to see the animation. I don’t know who created this; found on the Daily Kos.

Just the facts, Jack.

Okay, so I’m not even going to go into here how PISSED OFF I was while driving home from Baltimore, listening to the McBimbos spewing all their hot, rancid air at the RNC last week. No, I won’t say anything. I won’t use the "F"

I love my MAC and Mac!

originally uploaded by Neylano. This is a new MAC pigment I just bought. Not to be confused with my Mac computer, although they are both shiny, metallic, and white and I could not live comfortably without either one of them. Let me take this opportunity to note one of my

Was Zum Teufel?!

Sunday, Aug 10 – During this week of Russians bullying Georgians, John Edwards confessions of extra-marital boinking, and Michael Phelps swimming like a dolphin to victory in Beijing, today was quiet at the House…er, I mean, Apartment…of Weimaraner. Nothing much happened today. Mon, Aug 11 – More on John Edwards,

Oslo's famous.

originally uploaded by Neylano. One of my photos of Mos was used to promote the “Three Books” section this week on NPR. Cool, non?

Performance load and my new watch.

This is my new watch. It’s a Nike Triax Mia. It’s a sports watch, but I bought it mainly because of the industrial design. I love the fluid, futuristic look (I can just see a design studio wall plastered with preliminary sketches – yummy!). I also love how it

Was Zum Teufel?!

originally uploaded by Neylano. Sunday, July 27 – Well, this week was prolly a hellish one for all those Olympians who have to like, swim and run and jump and wrestle and cycle and fence and flip their bodies all over mats for hours a day just to have a chance

Mountains and mental models.

As I continue to struggle with the reality of having left my beloved west coast and trying to make sense of all the things on the east that seem so off-kilter, I was struck once again while driving through North Carolina how most of my unease is due to upsets

Carnivorous.

originally uploaded by Neylano. I took this photo in Rome three years ago. As you can see, the Italians have no qualms about eating meat. I mean, look at this: the tongues, the feet, the stomach lining. It’s all there, baby! In it’s unadulterated, undisguised form. Honestly, I