Wonkybusker

Find a blog, any blog

There are millions of blogs on the Internet and I came to the realization that there is no blog for me.  Anyone reading this probably finds it a bit absurd; obviously this blog is very much for me, in that I write it.  But that's not quite what I mean.  For a while I went to Slashdot, but that's a bit too tech for my taste.  And Engadget is just pointless because I don't need a new cell phone every week.  Boing Boing was my blog of choice for a long time, but there's only so much news I can read about things cleverly remade into iPod covers, what today's photoshop contest is, and what new atrocity Sony DRM has caused.  Again, Overheard in New York is sometimes funny, in the sense that random people talking about sex or having a conversation that can be mistaken for being about sex is mildly entertaining.  It was a lot funnier when I was 12 or 13.  Sigh.  I'm a blogger without a blog...well, other than my own blog.  And I already know what I think, so how fun is it to read that?  How can there be so many sites out there and not one that I'm interesting in going to?

Lonely

I don't sleep as well when Chris isn't here.  I'm glad he comes home soon.

Pet Llama

Scroll down.  Meet Cedric.  He's my new widget.  He likes to play, so feel free.  Just please don't overfeed him.  Chris is convinced we should get a pet llama or pet alpaca one day.  I'm not sure I want to own any animal that can projectile spit.  I think this is a good compromise, no?

Winter

Yesterday, we got a lot of fluffy, beautiful snow...until it started raining.  And of course I ran out and took pictures.  I really do live in a beautiful city and it's gorgeous in the snow.  I'm paying for my fine outting today with sore legs from trudging all across DC in the snow.  But it was a lot of fun.  I've just added a new album with some of the pictures, so please check them out!  Again, the pictures are sometimes cropped very strangely in the online album since they are all put into squares, but click on any individual picture to see the whole thing.

Aspirations of Artistic Ability

Chris and I have completed our map of Valletta, Malta!

Obligatory Valentine's Day Post

For some reason, everyone feels a need to acknowledge Valentine's Day.  I suppose if companies put THAT much money into all the advertising and marketing, people feel pressured to at least consider it.  Friends who don't update their blogs in forever (like me) suddenly post paragraphs today giving their state of the holiday address.  Whether you love it, hate it, or would rather just try to actively ignore it, everyone is affected.  I wonder why this one commercial holiday of pink and red hearts can make the most independent, confident women vulnerable?  It doesn't matter if you're on your own or at any stage in a relationship; it is stressful and annoying for everyone, yet we can't seem to look away. 

Forget it.  That's what I say.  Anything you could possibly do would be 10 times more romantic if it wasn't on Valentine's Day.  That's easy to say as long as the girly girl part of me that falls hook, line, and sinker is carefully pushed to the back of my mind.  It's just that I'd prefer not to be romantic on cue because Hallmark tells me to.  It's all been said before, by everyone.  There's no need to reiterate.  But whether you have the best V Day or the worst, what's today without a tirade about how fake the holiday is?

And yet, as I say this, I think back to one of my favorite memories of taking the train down to DC after work on Valentine's Day 2 years ago.  It took 6 1/2 hours to get here from NY because of an accident on the track, and when I got here I pretty much had to turn around and go back in time for work the next morning, but I was just so happy to see Chris again that it didn't matter.  Yup, I'm such a girl.

Regardless of the above tirade, this will be the first year that I'll spend Valentines Day with Chris since he was out of the country last year and I technically arrived to see him after midnight the year before.  And that makes me smile.