even my cat!

even my cat is a well-read snob

shoe porn

i'm one of those embarrassingly snobby people who brings her own silver cutlery to work (can't use the worker bees' stainless, oh no!), reads the Wall Street Journal on the weekends, won't touch PBR, and judges people by their shoes.

so this was a great visual to wake up to this morning, with my tea and china teacup, and wool cardigan to keep out the chill from the season's first rain:

http://magazine.wsj.com/gatherer/going-brogue/

of taxes and trafficking

prop 19 - the legalization of cannabis - is quite the thing around here ("here" is a college town in nor cal). although i'm not a fan myself, some of my best friends smoke recreationally, and i could go one way or the other on the legalization issue - i don't care what people do in the privacy of their own homes as long as it doesn't endanger others, especially kids.
(there's a bit of editorializing hidden in there if you care to dig for it.)
i just have one point to make.
the pro-legalizers say that a tax on marijuana will bring revenue to the state and end trafficking.
ok.
i've worked in the shipping industry for 2.5 years.
if i put myself in the growers'/distributors' shoes, do i really want to pay an almost-10% tax on 20 G's of grass that my buddy in florida wants?
not when i can take it to a retail shipping store, call it a dictionary, and for less than 1% of its value, get it to florida before noon the next day.
legalization with taxation probably won't slow down trafficking.
that's all i have to say.

the road goes ever on and... not

Derec and I drove up the park road to find the perfect place for a photoshoot. we went further than he'd ever been, and then further than I'd ever been, and then, the road stopped!

silly fool road!

so we'll just have to find another road, and another adventure