I feel like I have Tweet-worthy thoughts, but if I signed up for Twitter
now I'd just be awkwardly, far-beyond-fashionably late to the party. Not sure what to do about this in general, but for now I'll just post a couple micro-thoughts on my macro-blog.
- My favorite "Wait, what?" sentence from the September 2009 issue of Harper's Bazaar: "Because it's smothered in sequins, making it the perfect wear-anywhere item for our times."
- I was recently shopping for a petcare gift certificate (my sister's starting a Ph.D. program this fall and would
probably enjoy a day or two off of caring for her Yorkie.) Turns out, reading reviews of pet boarding
places on Yelp is a sure-fire way to get freaked out. Is this because lots of pet owners are ridiculously over-protective and will never be satisfied with anyone else's care of their pet? Or is it that no matter what cute name you
give it (doggy daycare, luxury puppy hotel), it's a kennel, and most kennels just aren't especially nice places?