I was working late one night and came home to my apartment ready to kick off my shoes and relax for a few hours on my couch. I reached into my pants pocket, which normally held my keys, and I felt only my wallet.

So I bought my first manual typewriter. On my desk, alongside my desktop computer, sits a vintage Smith-Corona Sterling manual typewriter. How did I find it? Glad you asked.

Some people have amazing stories about escaping death. Mine isn’t too remarkable, but it scared the shit out of me. So I’m sharing it.

Not too long ago, I tried Turkish coffee. The coffee beans are finely ground – much finer than for a drip coffee maker – because the coffee is brewed without filters. Being a coffee lover, I wanted to try it. It was fun to taste, but I won’t be having more anytime soon.
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My 12 year old cousin is visiting from Korea. He wears a bright red athletic shirt with cutoff sleeves and sports a short, spiky haircut. I think he’s miserable here.

*Brilliant! I wish I thought of that.

* I always liked roses better than tulips, but tulips can be nice too

* Even little scraps of paper from fortune cookies.

*So blatantly hdr.

*Mmm… Tea.

* I love tea in the morning

*Love the view