In Spring 2010, my travel buddy Erik and I were en route to Mount Rainier. We stayed overnight in Seattle with a friend on the way up to the mountains. We’d planned for regular houseguest kind of stuff – flowers, thank you notes, etc – but that only applies if your host doesn’t live in … Continue reading
Maybe it’s because I just binge-watched 3 seasons of Downton Abbey, or because I went to a wedding in London recently, but my internal dialogue is running in an English accent. All I want to do is talk about the Dowager Countess, and Lady Mary, and Daisy, and horrible O’Brien, but I should tell a … Continue reading
Most Christmas fires start because of dry trees, light strands, lit candles, or stay wrapping paper. I, however, can start a Christmas fire using just a simple toaster. Christmas 2011, Misadventures with Toast My favorite breakfast is a single piece of peanut butter toast, half a banana, an orange slice, a glass of whole milk, … Continue reading
Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a real problem with fire safety. When my family and I passed over the threshold of Yellowstone National Park in 1989, Smokey the Bear made the sign of a cross and kissed his rosary. Thank goodness – knock on wood – nothing has ever been catastrophic. There have … Continue reading
Bowie and I were an item for the better part of a year and were a highly combustible duo for a variety of reasons. By day, we worked at Investment Banks in London, which is to say we both had type-A tendencies, incredible impatience, and risk-adoring personalities. By night, we were shambolic hipsters who dutifully … Continue reading
Moths to a Flame 