I stumbled upon this other procrastination file earlier today. It's only been around for about a month. I suppose it was just a matter of time before someone else came up with another procrastination file blog. Take a trip over to poke around and check it out.
I also came across this essay and this picto-blog entry while relaxing with my Sunday morning coffee. I looked around at the other people sitting in the coffee shop, eager to engage in discussion about them (or about anything, really). But people in suburban California don't really seem interested in those types of discussions.
Man, I miss Manhattan. For the interesting conversations, and the bagels, and the shoes. A well travelled friend of mine warned that I wouldn't last long in high heels during my stay in California. "All the women out there wear flip flops. You'll cave, too." Not yet, Mr. S.
It's been a week filled with iconic loss. First Farrah, then Michael, then Ed, now Billy Mays. Odd, yes, but true. Funny the way it is.
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