December 2011
10 posts
In the last episode, Billy and Ari were last seen irrationally deciding to descend a slippery cliff leading to a private beach with spotted with massive boulders bracing against a stormy brigade of waves.
Billy was apparently possessed by a magical leprechaun spirit that enabled him to hop from one rock to another with ease. I, on the hand, was fumblingly clinging to every clingable jutting...
Was sad to leave beautiful Big Sur.
I lost my phone in a tide pool on Tuesday so most photographic records of our trip are likely to be lost forever. So I feel the need to write things down lest I forget the brightest parts.
DAY 1
I had set my alarm for 6:08 am the night before. I kept waking up feeling anxious because I was afraid we’d oversleep and miss the one boat that was leaving...
Pantsless Progressive: Irony, Access and the... →
politicalprof:
One of the remarkable things about watching media members interview politicians these days is just how bad the questions are. The journalist inevitably starts with a softball set up question that allows the candidate to offer some version of their stump speech for an answer….
BILLY & ARISA’S PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY TOUR AGENDA
DAY ONE FERRY TO CHANNEL ISLANDS BIKE SOLVANG
DAY TWO KAYAK & HIKE MORRO BAY EXPLORE CAMBRIA
DAY THREE TOUR HEARST CASTLE BECOME FRIENDS OF THE ELEPHANT SEALS SET UP CAMP IN BIG SUR
DAY FOUR HIKE BIG SUR EXPLORE CARMEL BY THE SEA DAY FIVE RETURN TO LA
People who are well represented at trial do not get the death penalty … I have yet to see a death case among the dozens coming to the Supreme Court on eve-of-execution stay applications in which the defendant was well represented at trial. - Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg (2001)
Dorna was babysitting the dogs next door. Around 8, we took them for a long, rambling walk around the neighborhood. We were about a block away from home when two rottweilers came trotting across the street. They were big and muscular like gorillas and they were eyeing Abby and Vinnie and snarling. They circled us, barking throatily, snapping at our dogs. I swept up Vinnie into my arms and kicked...
rapping before last final… ahem,
KILLIN IT
KILLIN IT
D-DIS IS ME KILLIN IT
SMASHIN SHIT
TEARING UP
STOMPIN ON U LITTLE BITS
“I once had a thousand desires, but in my one desire to know you, all else melted...”
– Rumi (via fornicating)
