Over the past two days I've had three different conversations about my life in Scotland. By the time I got in my car to drive home, I was deeply homesick for it, mostly the friends and coworkers I miss, but also mundane bits like Christmas Eve in Waitrose, random herds of curious horses, learning how to ride... Continue Reading →

The weather today has been blustery in between light bouts of rain, and I am missing Scotland something fierce. I wanted to say more on the topic, but I've just used my last articulate impulse on mustering my rudimentary Italian to help a new Second Life resident who I discovered crouched on my sofa, dressed like a swashbuckling vampire. I think we... Continue Reading →

The heatwave dissipated quickly, leaving behind the merest hint of autumn in the air. A few rainy days in a row were enough to wrangle me into heartier outerwear, and as I attempted to shove a wee bag of blueberries into one of my jacket pockets, my fingers caught on a couple of pieces of paper. I... Continue Reading →

A few weeks after moving here, I kept asking FunkyPlaid what that big group of buildings looming over the city was. Half a year after moving here, I had finally figured out what it was. A couple of years later, befuddled tourists started asking me how to get to the castle. Me! I could hardly... Continue Reading →

Pictured is not Dark Tower, the awesome electronic board game I loved as a child, but rather The Black Tower, the delicious dessert at local Thai place Passorn. But now that Dark Tower was mentioned at dinner, I cannot get it out of my head. Nostalgia is dangerous. It can seduce us with claims of... Continue Reading →

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