Come see me make a fool of myself at Listen To Your Mother Orange County
Every so often an event rolls through town that captures one or more of my passions. I have to be passionate to leave the house on a school night. If I’m going to be honest about my default refusal to leave the house it’s actually because the kids and Mr. G are trapped here by
As is my habit first thing in the morning I poke around Facebook. I do this in part to take the pulse of the day (being in Los Angeles we’re three hours behind many trends) and I do it because there’s nothing for me to do in the morning except wait for the kids to
This morning I got an email about a stealth startup. It was fishy and I wondered aloud (by aloud I mean on Facebook) who would answer an email like this. It’s not horrible that Amanda is asking for me to work for them without knowing what the product is. It’s not horrible that Amanda sent
Stay in Costa Rica sells/gives information to Trip Advisor.
So I downloaded Trunx, gave it permission to store my photos and sat back in delight and watched the past 7 years appear in a beautiful timeline organized by date. I was able to scroll through and delete a few photos (how many pictures of my car's thermometer reading "perfect weather" have I taken?). I can even delete them by group.