Thursday, March 31, 2011.

Where signs go to die. We stumbled across this pile of unused street signs in a Mairie de Paris building today. I liked the look of the little sign graveyard. Another lovely day on the Promenade Plantee found more new flowers blooming! This beautiful rose bush twisted around a trellis about halfway down the promenade. Note the perfect bud in the middle of the cluster of roses.

Get your Gosap news from the source. We stood and watched as a few full trains passed us by. Finally, a yellow line train headed in our direction stopped with room, and we forced ourselves on board, wedged between lots of strangers. And I proceeded to wave.

All you could possibly want to know about a somewhat crazy and silly 20-something girl figuring out life in the big city, sort of like sheep. BAA! 17 September, 2010. Non-Conformity and Chris Guillebeau, Part 2. Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary. I faced that I am a non-conformist.