Dispatches from the Louvre

Self Portraits at Beaubourg

Obligatory Eiffel Tower Pictures

Paris is in a New York State of Mind

This was in a store where actual Parisians shop (or at least where my actual Parisian friends went when they needed glassware). I think this is on par with all the pictures of the Eiffel Tower in Bed Bath and Beyond.

Vive La France

Remember when flying was fun?

Me neither.

Airport the Third

Another Airport

At The Airport

Things I Must Do Before Leaving for Holiday

• Finish grant solicitation (not to be confused with Grant solicitation)
  
• Acquire two functioning knees
• Pick Up Dry Cleaning

No problem.

Test

Portraits of My Cat With My New Phone

Things That Are Orange

Terrible Tee Shirts

Did horrible tee-shirt slogans come back into fashion while I wasn't looking? In the last 24 hours I've seen:

• This is What Awesome Looks Like
• Volunteer Gynecologist

and

• The Man (arrow pointed up); The Legend (arrow pointed down)

Really, fellas? Is this what the world has come to?

Overheard on Mass Ave

"I was fourteen and she was twenty-two..."

Unless the end of that sentence is "and she babysat for me and my brother to pay her student loans" we don't believe it.

Here's a song about babysitters.

Things That I Cannot Explain

Well Good Morning to You Too

At about 5:45, I awoke to the sound of a spirited conversation that the occupants of these cars were having while parked in front of my house. Please note, that my street is one lane, and one way (hint - not in the direction they're facing). Good times.

wow

As I'm waiting for POTUS, I am remembering where I was on September 11, 2001 - in Cambridge, MA, only 10 or so blocks from where I am now. And after a day of watching the news, tracking down relatives, and in general feeling disillusioned about everything I ever knew, buying a pack of cigarettes after having quit for a million years or so, and smoking them on a corner in Inman Square with the man I later married and a homeless guy, wondering what had happened to the world.

Not sure how I even know how to feel at the moment, but for now I wait with all y'all...

(Icy) Blast from the Past

I was digging out a picture for my father for his new iPhone, and found these pictures that I took last winter in Vermont after an unusually rapid cold snap. JSP and I walked down the brook, and I took these photos of the unique patterns that such a quick freeze produced.

They Say It's Spring...

This is my favorite house in our fair city (it was the one that had snowdrops while it was still snowing). I think this garden should constitute a community service for keeping the rest of us less depressed.

The Cat is Somehow Less Thrilled Than Expected to Have Me Home on a Week Day

I think my coughing all night disturbed her beauty rest...

Overheard from my Office Window

"Look - everyone is not aware that you're having sex with both of them."

My office is on the third floor, dude. If I know, everyone knows...

Overheard in New York

"What is the difference between an appletini and a French martini?"
"Easy. An appletini tastes like apples. A French martini tastes like French people."

This is what a French martini tastes like:


Or, at least, that's what I think a French martini tastes like. The internet and the woman who Mrs. K and I struck up a conversation with after her "tastes like French people" comment think that it involves pineapple juice and Chambord.

I take the fact that the restaurant we found ourselves in 20 minutes later had the pictured wall of lillet is the universe telling me that I'm right.

Overheard in Boston - late night edition

Even though Ani posted it on Facebook, it is too good not to share:

"Why did a Tibetan nun slap you?"
"Because they are bitches."