Operation: Shake POTUS’s Hand began today. My instructions were to take a 5am flight from Montgomery to North Carolina, then from NC to Boston, then from Boston to DC. Upon arrival I was to find the person in the green shirt. Green Shirt Person would give me my Metro Card and a map to my hostel, and it was up to me to brave the city and attempt to not get distracted by all the cool things between the airport…
I moved to Potsdam when I was 19. I had with me only the things I could carry because I was traveling alone. I have been asked a thousand times why I moved from California (celebrities!) to New York (…cold). After all, I was accepted into several schools back home…and other than their music program, the State University of New York at Potsdam isn’t much more special than the next public university. And the last thing I would major in…
As Red Pointe Shoe celebrates it’s second birthday, the next chapter of my life begins. I packed up Mrs. Potts with everything I could fit on Wednesday. I kissed Potsdam goodbye and totally kept my cool. If you define “keeping your cool” as being an emotional mess, that is. Red Pointe Shoe was started as a way to keep people back home in California updated on my college shenanigans in upstate New York. Last month I graduated, and this month…
I met a crazy lady at Coffee Klatch today. Let’s call her “Butthead.” Butthead, Dad, and I all had an unhealthy exchange of ideas while we were waiting for my iced vanilla latte to be made earlier today. She made a comment about her distrust of Los Angeles Times and all of “left wingism” (this is not a real term, by the way. Take it from someone who just spent tens of thousands of dollars getting a degree in politics)…