Dear Gentle Reader,

All three of you will be glad to know that, since I have no job or other discernible occupation at this time, I’ve decided to cut back on my daily ration of  House Hunters/HH International and write a bit here on ye olde blog. Since it’s been a while here’s the fast and dirty of the last year or so.

• mom died
• quit job
• went to Egypt and Greece, got ripped off, spread some ashes
• moved into the hippie house of doom (aka The Walker Ranch, more on this later)
• went back to school full time, English Lit, SF State
• wrote a lot of papers
• decided on graduate school (MLIS, SJSU)
• finished school save one class (more on this later)
• embarked on a soul crushing job search

It’s been the worst of times, it’s been the OKest of times. A time of desperate grief,  challenges,  responsibility, lawyers, dog poo, group projects, guilt, beauty, social anxiety, Dickins/Dickinson, sad songs, ephipanies, haut cuisine, Victorian novels, changing personal relationships, inaccurately labeled boxes, pharmaceuticals, direct sunlight, BART, dread and The Housewives of Atlanta.  Sounds a lot like life, don’t it?