A Gypsy Update
If you have no idea what I’m talking about, first read here. Now, I’ve got some news, people. I’ve had my sister and sister-in-law (who live in my neighborhood too) both spying stalking harmlessly (and legally) watching for our favorite roaming gypsy. And have they come through for me!...
We’ve got gypsy! I repeat: We’ve got gypsy!
Okay, peeps, if you’ve been reading my blog for a while (you lucky bastards), you know about my obsession with a local gypsy (yes, I said “gypsy”) who keeps popping up in these here parts. Well, I’ve got big news, people. Apparently, she’s back! Well, we’re not sure yet...
The Return of the Suburban Gypsy
Okay, what’s the first thing that comes to mind when I say the following word… Ready? GYPSY. If you first thought of a girl strolling down a suburban neighborhood barefoot and playing a guitar, then you obviously follow my blog! (And frankly, you are much smarter than you’re often...
“Look, Kids—A Gypsy!”
Okay, did someone pick up my neighborhood and plunk it smack down in the middle of Seattle when I wasn’t looking? I’m serious. No? Hmm… What about San Francisco? Because I’m pretty sure I ain’t never seen nothing before like what I saw tonight in my neck of the...