and whoah, you must behold The Beast. I’m sure it has a much better name. I’ve been trying to take photos of it when The Beast first arrived many, many months ago. It’s coy. It’s mysterio. It’s a bit dusty and cob-webby. I love it. It tucks us in at night. It brightens our path as we [...]
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As I’ve said before, if you’d like to run a hit song in France, simply include the word “fuck” into your chorus and let FUN radio take it from there. Today’s installment of “gawd I love France and how lovely is it they don’t censor,” I bring you “Peacock” by Katy Perry. Sure, I’m prolly [...]
I’ve always been a HUGE fan of generic. There’s nothing I hate more than paying extra for marketing. It’s soap. You tell me that it’s going to make all my smelly problems go away and flowers and fairy dust will swirl around making my clothes cleaner than ever. But, that’s not true. Soap is soap [...]
In my (almost) two years here in France, I’ve noticed a lot of music that is played at the various stores. What stands out to me is the frequent play of any song sung in English that have “fuck you” in the chorus. Lily Allen’s Fuck You and Cee Lo Green’s Fuck You song have [...]
Walking around Paris on my own with nowhere to be at any particular time enlightened me with unexpected imperturbability. I moved out here to be in the country. Two thousand five hundred scenic pieces of trees and sky. Yet, I had no problems getting back to “go mode” in the city most people think of [...]
