My naked presentation… Success! Failure! I don’t know!
I wrote in my last post that I think the worst position one could find oneself these days is as a bad presenter at a tech-conference. Not only is every Read more…
Saya? Saya??? Saya????
I’ve always prided myself on leading an active life, filled with classes [improv, guitar, salsa, yoga, writing] and activities [Pecha Kucha, Second Story, Clandestino, Second Friday Art Walks, Chicago Cares, Read more…
Ebony, my earth-angel
Due to travels [Indiana, Wisconsin, Colorado, the Netherlands, Belgium, and France], it’s been awhile. I’m taking advantage of the fact that my right leg might need to be amputated to Read more…
Strangers inhaling goodness in my yard
Partnered up for another underground supper club collaboration, this one with Chef Efrain of Clandestino, following our collaboration in December. Fifty-six guests classily stuffed their faces in my yard, accompanied Read more…
Best city ever?
Yesterday was one of the loveliest days I’ve had in awhile and it ended with an affirmation of why I love this city. Rode my bike down to a free Read more…
I may start burping and scratching myself inappropriately…
I’m worried about myself. I was sick a couple of weeks ago and when feeling icky, enjoy dousing myself in ginger-ale/sprite-type beverages. I also like comforting myself with, “Well, I Read more…
Cheap ‘n easy remedy for stress
Yesterday I did two out of the ordinary things, which both turned out to be lovely and now are on my “Do more often” list. I had to drop off Read more…
Just another Tuesday evening…
When your day ends with a stranger telling you, “I like listening to you talk,” your life is pretty charmed. And weird. Had another collaborative event last night at my Read more…
And curtain.
Aieee, it’s been too long since I last posted. I don’t know how the world has continued spinning without a snarky opinion on something that doesn’t matter at all. But Read more…
Sorry, I can’t go to the concert/party/show, I’m going grocery shopping
I hesitate to write this as it doesn’t do much for my coolness factor. But who cares if you ask me to sit with you at lunch or go to Read more…