Category: Dick Move

Dick Move, Lego Store Lady. And thank you, New York.

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Jan 5, 2012

Standing in the stall of bathroom on the second floor of Nordstrom’s, I lost it. I stood, sniffling, as women around me buzzed in and out of stalls, chatting with friends and helping children wash their hands. I tried to compose myself: it wasn’t working. I was holding back the tears, but only barely. It…

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Dick Move, Coat Check People.

Posted on
Dec 21, 2011
Posted in: Dick Move, WTF

Last month, Rand and I flew to Boise for the weekend to visit some friends, and ended up attending their daughter’s school fundraiser with them. I know. Glamorous, right?  I got to hobnob with Idaho’s elite and get outbid on art created by 6-year-olds. In all fairness, the event was lovely (Ballgowns. Tuxedos. IDAHO. Do…

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AIDS/HIV Awareness Banner Vandalized In Capitol Hill

Posted on
Jul 19, 2011
Posted in: Dick Move

Before I launch full-force into my coverage of Boston (the city, not the band), I feel like I should mention the events of this past Sunday, which I bore witness to, and which made it to the local news here in Seattle. Now, keep in mind, despite being a fairly notable city, Seattle isn’t exactly…

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Dick Move, Inconsiderate Window Seat Guy

Posted on
May 20, 2011
Posted in: Air Travel, Dick Move

On our last trip back from Europe, we were unfortunate enough to discover the one thing that could make an Air France flight worse. And it is having to share a cabin with this guy: – I’m referring to the one on the right, closest to the window. I realize that he doesn’t look that…

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Gone phishing …

Posted on
Apr 11, 2011

I like to think that I possess a healthy dose of skepticism. I never truly bought into the whole “Santa” myth as a kid, though I totally pretended to in order to bond with a friend of mine (my commitment to the Catholic church also had similar origins). I have been known to call shenanigans…

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Et tu, Alaska Airlines?

Posted on
Mar 27, 2011

Okay, fine. I’m being a little melodramatic. But still. When it rains poop … um … make poop-ade? I suck at maxims, too, it seems. The point is, things are going less than optimally well in the Everywhereist-Fishkin household. Let’s recap: Air France is operated by primates. And not even smart primates, like the ones…

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