‘i am a visual learner’ archives
Some Haiku For You, San Francisco
If you’d rather bypass my ridiculous attempts to amuse you with really ridiculous witty San Francisco and BlogHer related haiku, then may I recommend heading straight for the good stuff full Flickr set. (Run! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE.)
(Seeing as I took my characteristic fifty gazillion pictures over the course of the trip, I will be [...]
Weekend Update, Pre-Vacation Edition
Friday
I’ve been working over-time for the past month in anticipation of having the entire next week spent non-working, and while I left myriad notes and instructions to be used in my absence, I still might have forwarded my work email to my home email account because (I’m crazy, and) I’m pretty sure someone is going [...]
Wherein Fireworks Become A Bit Anticlimactic
Exhibit A:
Exhibit B:
Exhibit C:
Exhibit We Decided We Would Rather Watch A Scorsese-Directed Biography On Bob Dylan And Anyway, Iggy Was Trying To Eat Slugs In The Rose Gardens Where We Were Standing To Watch The Fireworks:
(Though I would argue we weren’t really “free” until hundreds of years after 1776, and we as a country are [...]
Letter To My Body, This Body
My body, this
body, that has
nothing to do
with who
I am.
-Sandra Cisneros, from Well, If You Insist
I don’t know when I started needing to use past tense whenever I talked about your finest moments, but I do know I use past tense now.
You were always strong, always athletic, always moving. You were adventurous and brave, definitely too [...]
Twenty-Six
This past weekend Chris and I traipsed coast-ward, to spend two days soaking up sun wind and sand, and while there was only swimming to be experienced on a dare, it was, as usual, breathtakingly beautiful.
We started our two-day mini getaway in Astoria and worked our way south on the 101 until we reached Lincoln [...]
What Summer Looks Like In My Memory
What does summer look like in yours?
Rose-Colored Everything
Um, hi! There I went mock-disappearing on you again. What can I say? I like to be posting unpredictable. (Not really. OK, maybe a little.)
In the past week I’ve received emails and comments asking if I’m OK, if I’m taking a break from writing here, if I’m trapped under something heavy.
To answer semi-succinctly and honestly [...]
Wherein I Get Over My Initial Disappointment At Not Ever Having Been Wished A Happy Red Leather Birthday
I now bring you: something completely ridiculous in celebration of this my 500th! post. Also: I apologize in advance for my horrible rhyming skillz.
Once upon a time, in a rented castle by a moderately busy intersection the sea, this particular K-e-r-r-i Kerri found herself with far too much time on her hands, and far [...]
Sisterhood Of The Traveling ‘Stache, An Update
Remember when I decided I wanted to start a sisterhood of my very own, one that instead of traveling pants involved a traveling felt (finger-puppet!) mustache?
You all cheered jubilantly “Yes, yes!” just now didn’t you?
I thought so.
Well today, my ’stache loving brothers and sisters, I am pleased to inform you that the traveling ’stache is [...]
Wherein I Pledge My Allegiance To Bossy’s Excellent Road Trip, And Terminator Stout
April is fast becoming the month wherein we play host and hostess with the most-est, as many times have glorious! friends visited (Hi! Jen; Hi! Roth; Hi! Bossy) and/or been scheduled to visit (Hi! Grant) in the past three weeks.
Before the dawn of April our first long-time bloggy friend (Oh hai! Jenn-ay) visited from Boston, [...]
