But this one I wrote for the Seattle Weekly go re-run for the dreaded V-Day and picked up by Digg. There are over 300 comments. Judging by the woman-hating comments by spurned males on already on the SW site, I’m afraid to look.
So You Want to Hit on the Bartender

The perfect vacation, driving through the French countryside, stopping at the little mere et pere farms and wineries along the way, seeing how the pastoral half lives…
This is the daydream of France that exists in the minds of many AMericans, a dream in perilous danger amidst the modernization of France and the shunning of traditionalists […]

We had some buzzwords todAy, to keep each other from bitching, and most of them had to do with people who were far more disadvantaged than us, yet powered through anyway, whether they were on crutches or SIXTY-NINE years old.
Our wonderful sponsor Craig of Betty, fed us enchiladas, fresh tomatoes and fresh guac. His […]

I’m sitting in my tent, with ice on my knee. After making fun. Of a woman releasing a blood curdling scream over a fire hydrant, I ran into a bus bench with my kneecap, Smack! Karma. Fuck.
With Spearhead in the distance and the Velodrome fired up, I still don’t think Ill have any problem sleeping. […]

oh by god, I am going to cry. I am the most cynical person in the world, but Im pretty overcome by the kindness of strangers. People at corners passing out candy and stickers and encouragement. All my favorite snacks have been represented: Carrots, string cheese, potato chips, Oreos, and donut holes. A very enjoyable […]

This made me laugh. But chaffing is a serious matter, folks. And I’m about to find out all about it the next three days. I’m walking in the Seattle Breast Cancer
Although I’m a little pissy about the fact that the SEATTLE 3-Day starts in freaking BELLEVUE. Uh…not cool. Not cool at all. But my […]

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Been a busy girl lately, lots of work (paid) because I’m trying to be the ant and not the grasshopper, and work (unpaid) because Obama needs to be our next president, and work (uncredited & mischievous) that I’ll be able to talk […]

…for me to realize my sometimes morning barista is the uber-tan Blayne from Project Runway:
SEVEN
He’s a really sweet, bubbly kid that takes time to engage every customer. (And yes, he really is quite tan in person. Like paprika chicken. Quite tan.)
Hotwire Coffee, West Seattle

All modesty shot out the window, I started my day late with a message from my editor that I’d won an American Food Journalism (AFJ) Award. My Seattle Weekly column, “Search & Distill,” is up for best newspaper column alongside:
Leah Eskin, Home on the Range in the Chicago Tribune
Jason Wilson, spirits columnist for The Washington […]

…except their QVC is called Christie’s.
Maybe we don’t all shop QVC, but we’ve all been taken by a deal that seemed to good to be true. But instead of a crappy $30 cubic zirconium ring that turns your finger green, this is a story about a rich guy who paid $156,000 too much for a […]