Beef

Martin Luther King Jr. had a dream.

Photo from TheBusyBrain on Flickr.

I have a beef.

Prepare yourself for another short, feminist rant.

Just read this (Guys, Get Away to Winter Park-Fraser Valley — Area Rich with ‘Mancation’ Ideas) moronic article/press release about “Mancations.”

Really, people?

First of all, their “mancation” ideas include golfing, fly fishing, mountain biking and hiking. These are all activities that either I like or I have close women friends who like … and they’re good at them too, by the way.

Second, “mancation” … what the heck does that even mean? It doesn’t even sound like “vacation”! “Play-cation” works. “Stay-cation” works. But “mancation”?

Criminy!

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Summer dreams

I just had to move my seat at the coffee shop because the sunlight reflecting off of an SUV in the parking lot was blinding me.

So the light wasn't quite like this ... about 1 million times brighter. But you get the idea. Thanks to -Marlith- from Flickr for the sweet pic.

I figured the potential for a tan wasn’t worth the lasting effects on my vision.

Sigh.

I love summer, and I love Boulder, and I love coffee shops.

Oh how I hope I can earn money with this freelancing thing …

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Living social

I love my roommates. They’re sweet, social and considerate. Neither is ever noisy. Both are thoughtful and kind.

We do however have some issues with throwing things away (and I’m as guilty as either of them).

There’s currently a covered tray of what was once fresh fruit sitting on the kitchen table. It’s been there since early last week, and there’s a lovely layer of fine fuzz sprouting from the strawberries.

Mike and I are placing bets on how long it will stay on the table without his or my interference …

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