Month: February 2016

Beaches in Ireland

Posted on
Feb 29, 2016
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Posted in: Random Musings

Our friend Hannah warned us that around the town of Cork, Ireland, people became very possessive of their beaches. I thought I misheard her, naturally. “This bitch belongs to no man-” I said, waving my finger defiantly in the air. (“See? This is why you aren’t allowed to have a podcast.” – Rand)

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Multiple Perspectives in Photographs: Ireland Edition

Posted on
Feb 25, 2016
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Posted in: Photos

My endless fascination with two people taking photos at the same time continues. In Ireland, as I was snapping photos, Wil was doing the same (albeit more competently, with an eye for composition and light and all those other things that photographers understand and I do not). Here’s my photo, taken on the side of…

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I Found a Publisher For My Book

Posted on
Feb 18, 2016
56
Posted in: Book

When I was in the third or fourth grade, we were given an assignment to write a letter to our future selves. Presumably our teacher didn’t have a lot of faith that we’d remain functional members of society for much longer, because she put the delivery date of this missive a scant year or two…

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  • It's all about the cropping. #boop #thisagain #randaldineselfie #selfiesonaplane
  • Dinner with these handsome fools.
  • Finished products. Feeling pretty darn pleased.
  • One of us is not doing a good job of handling the prospect of returning home.
  • Staring from the stairs. Seriously, all hotels need to be built in old monasteries, don't @ me.
  • Him: Take my arm.

Me: *incoherent giggling*
  • It is incredibly hard to capture how incredible our hotel in Canelli is. It was once a monastery, and monks lived here for a hundred years. The halls echo, the ceilings are vaulted, and we eat breakfast in an old stone cellar.
  • A bit of Michelin starred magic this evening. Veal cheeks with onions, foraged salad, tajarin with loads of truffles, and a chocolate soufflé. And then she threw her pants out the window.
  • Rooftops in Barbarello.
  • Foggy rooftops in Canelli. We're staying at a hotel that was once a monastery above this little town.

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