So I moved to the Netherlands about six weeks ago. The Hague, specifically. (No, The Hague is not a jail. It is a city. A city which happens to be home of The International Criminal Court, among other things, but it’s a city. So no, those who have asked in confusion: I did not move […]
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So, everything is a bit topsy-turvy. I’m currently trying to get a position in London through work. If it works out, it will literally be a dream come true. Maybe not necessarily the job (my dream job is, after all, driving a train for the Underground. I don’t think they sponsor visas, though), but certainly […]
Call my friend Paul to go get drinks, because as long as he’s known me he’s known I want to emigrate, and victory calls for beer. Join the Tate (mostly just for the Tate Modern. I’m sure Tate Britain, Liverpool, and St Ives are all great, but srsly. Tate Modern! zomg!) and the London Transport […]
Dream road trip: Breakfast at Lou Mitchell’s, follow old Rt. 66 to Los Angeles, stopping at any roadside attraction that looks amusing. Drive up the coast along Highway 1 and then Rt. 101 to Seattle. Turn right, take I-90 back home. Breakfast at Lou Mitchell’s again, and this time, eat more beignets. Total length: about […]
Well, I built a contraption a couple of Sundays ago: I took a $5 Ikea tv tray table that I got about 7 years ago, which had lost a couple of screws and was unsteady on its pins, disassembled it slightly, and turned it into a knitting caddy (with a tabletop!), to keep all my […]
