As I left my French class this morning, I noticed quite a commotion in front of the Hotel de Crillion – what is it with that place?! There were lots of sleek black cars and skinny people smoking cigarettes. A harried woman ran by with a bag of mannequin heads. Photographers clamored around the door.…
So I survived Oktoberfest, relatively unscathed. And that’s no small feat, given the facts at hand: 1. I am old. 2. I am not young. 3. I was drinking beers that were bigger than my head. 4. I have a really big head. It really wasn’t all so crazy though. Sure, I tasted many of…
I love to cook. Mostly because I love eating, and there aren’t always other people around to feed me. But I also love the challenge of it. I like to really get my hands dirty and see if I can actually make something edible. And because of the way my brain works, it’s also usually…
You might think it’s so I can assimilate into the culture. Or perhaps have an easier time at the grocery store. Some could fairly assume it’s just for the sake of bettering my mind. But that would be incorrect. I spend mornings going over grammar and countless hours humiliating myself in front of more advanced…
Yeah, yeah, it’s Saturday. And I missed Vocab Friday. But I was busy showing some awesome friends around Paris and doing some awesome things, like attending an open-air performance of Carmen at L’Hotel des Invalides: With a picnic of saucisse and wine of course: And then we went back to champagne country, so I could…
I got a comment last week from musician David MacMichael, informing me that his alterna garage rock band is in fact called The Danger Bees. Dan-ger Beeeeeeeeeeees, Dan-ger Beeeees! They’re pretty good, although I think their current set list is severely lacking in the spider man theme song department. If Homer can do it, so…
Ah, Labor Day weekend. While most of you were firing up the grill, cracking open a few cold ones and hanging with the fam, I was busy getting pooped on by a pigeon and watching at least a million episodes of 48 Hours Mystery on the computer. Don’t worry, these events didn’t occur at the…
One of the best parts about having visitors here is showing them all of the most glorious things to eat. And we all know that I’ve been doing some serious eating. No one, and I mean no one, leaves on my watch without at least trying: pain au raisins (from my corner bakery, bien sur)…
My blog has recently popped up in the results for the following google searches: spandex pants boob vocabs naked french guy Now if that isn’t a ringing endorsement for the material on UnlikelyDiplomat, I don’t know what is! But I can’t help but wonder – What kind of person is searching for “boob vocabs?” And did…
It’s 12:31 here, so I have officially missed vocab friday. I could blame it on the cold August rainy weather. Or say that I was busy doing actual paying work. But let’s be real here: It was the gallon size margarita that came with my dinner. Arriba! I promise to make up for it tomorrow.…
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