Old Films, New Discoveries
“What Netflix movie did we get this week?” “An American in Paris.” “Oh the Woody Allen movie. Cool.” “No, not the Woody Allen movie. That’s Midnight in Paris. This is the musical with Gene Kelly.” “The...
View ArticleI’ll tell my kids about it
Full disclosure, I flaked out like a blizzard when it came time to, how do I say this diplomatically, make efficient use of our aggressive rooster Ruby. We had raised Ruby since he was a chick. Fed...
View ArticleHere’s to the birthday boy
Heath returned home yesterday after embarking on a 5-day hike through the Weminuche Wilderness with his nature-loving, Catan-playing bros. Despite his being MIA for less than a week, I really missed...
View ArticleThe Travel Chronicles- Part One
This week the high in Seattle is 81 degrees. In Portland it’s 84 and in Austin it’s 102. Is it any wonder we chose the Pacific Northwest as the optimal location in which to celebrate three years of...
View ArticleHey, Hoh! (The Travel Chronicles continued)
Day Three It rains about 12 feet a year in the Hoh Rainforest. Depending on your particular origins that may not seem an impressive figure, but allow me to reintroduce this data point through this...
View ArticleTravel Chronicles-Part Three
In a nutshell, Seattle is the most accommodating city I’ve every visited. The traffic isn’t bad, the summer weather is mild, the layout is intuitive, the people are disarming and the sea food is...
View ArticleBaby, I love you. Please don’t go.
Dear Backyard Garden, Remember when you and I were tight and would hang out all the time? We had so much in common, so much to learn from each other. Those were the good good old days. But I don’t...
View ArticleGraphics Greenhorn
I majored in journalism because, well, when I started college I wasn’t terrible at writing and I fit that cliche mold of an overly idealistic 19 year old who thought they could change the world....
View ArticleA Military Man
When UT scored their first touchdown against OU yesterday, it was followed by the obligatory high fives and high pitched WHOOs customary of the rare successful Longhorn play for points. And as also is...
View ArticleGone are the days
From where I’m standing, there are two schools of thought on what to do with a place, a home, when one of the people who loved it and lived within its walls perishes. It’s inevitable, I suppose, that...
View ArticleClean or be cleaned?
Neither my parents nor Heath’s parents had housecleaning help when we were growing up. I don’t know the reasoning behind that decision in the Robinson household, but I’m pretty sure my mom nixed the...
View ArticleAnd we’re back! (And boy do we have a story to tell…)
Hi internet! Kelsey’s killer here. I got to murdering Kelsey a few weeks back and realized I should probably write a blog post or two to keep the fuzz off my tracks. So, here it is. DIY, something,...
View ArticleThree days in Prague (Or “our hoo-haa in Praha” if you’re Heath)
Prague is a fairy tale of a city, if not an idiosyncratic one. First, I’d categorize Prague as perhaps the most claustrophobia-inducing city in all of Europe, at least in my experience. Prague’s old...
View ArticleFreedom streets and lobster meats
It was Heath who selected Boston and its neighbors to the north for our annual pilgrimage to Anywhere But Texas. A student of history and obsessive collector of revolutionary facts, New England — what...
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