Dear Bad Guy, Stop it. Love, Me
The capital of Burkina Faso is Ouagadougou. Pronounced “waga-doo-goo.” And it’s airport code is OUA.
One of the things that I enjoyed so much about reading Infidel was how well it’s written. It’s been translated into English from Dutch and Dutch isn’t even Ayaan Hirsi Ali‘s first language. Or second. Or third. I would recommend this book for many reasons. One of them being because although it is hard to
So many of you have asked how dinner went, so I thought I’d post some of my thoughts about it here. When I walked into my house that evening prior to dinner my roommate and I had an interesting conversation. x: G, I won’t be home for dinner tonight. g: Why? x: I’m going to
Me! A few years ago, I stumbled upon Jeremy Cowart’s photography. Shortly after that, he went on a mission trip to Africa and came back with some spectacular photos. Over the course of a few months, I kept going back to those photos, falling more and more in love with Africa. Now I’m a full-fledged
So one of my favorite musicians, Matt Wertz, told us about one of his favorite new artists on his blog. Matt is a good friend of Dave Barnes, another favorite musician. The two of them are friends with Jeremy Cowart, my favorite photographer, and some other people that I’m a fan of. I call it
Why does everything cool happen during the summer?