Happy Turkey Day. Whatever the hell that means.
Canned cranberries, tofurkey and getting your junk touched by the TSA — that’s how you celebrate Thanksgiving. I think.
Where everyone knows your name
In which I learn and share interesting facts about getting on the piss in Oregon.
Road Trip: Fairly well-rested in Seattle
Grab your flanno and Starbucks mug and travel with me to Seattle, Washington.
A tale of two festivals
Pirates, socks, juggling, bridges, comics, tulips… is there anything this city doesn’t have a festival for?
Things I’ve been doing
Hippy tea, hate mail, chili-eatin’, damper making, hob-nobbing with famous actors and more…
