My Dog is Chelsea

The Best of Santa Fe issue came out yesterday, and we celebrated the fact that it was done with a huge party at Swig, a fancy-schmancy feels-like-I-never-left-New-York nightclub. This was good and bad. Good because it was a lot of fun; bad because the open bar has left me hurting this morning. I was noticeably [...]

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I suppose that procrastination comes to flourish at my website for a reason—I’m pretty freaking good at doing it. Consider my credentials: · I put off writing my thesis for almost two months of the allotted two months I had to write my thesis. · I once stayed up until four a.m. making paper snowflakes [...]

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“You make a mean espresso,” a customer said to me as left the store the other day. “Best coffee in Santa Fe,” said another as he finished off his macchiato. I guess it doesn’t take much to make me glow. I think I may have bragged about my mean espresso to just about everyone I [...]

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The maintenance man finally showed up to repair our Niagara Faucet, and it only took two days and two bathtubs worth of long lost water. This is a shockingly quick response from an apartment complex that has no regard for protecting our planet’s precious resources, though it should be noted that a certain poorly-permed someone [...]

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My roommate bravely entered the apartment management office this morning to a) report a broken faucet and b) to extend the lease. [Why the hell she wants to stay at Doucheland, NM, is beyond me. The only benefit (and when I say "only," I ain't kidding) of living in this particular complex is the pool, [...]

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