I suppose it started when I was vacuuming in my underwear. I have no curtains, and the people who live in the building across the street have a direct view into my room. I have ever fewer f*cks to give…

A long time ago, I ran away to Prague. Why? Didn’t I have a good life where I was? I’m going to tell you. I promised it to my newsletter subscribers, after all – to answer this question: “When and…

I live in a fascinatingly chimeric city. In every corner of Prague, you’ll find something unusual, something a little…skewed. I’m going to share a few pictures here – don’t expect anything much [you can never get the *really* good stuff…

Near the Square of Peace in Prague (Náměstí Míru), there’s a so-called ‘baby box’ for women to put babies they would otherwise abandon on the street. Presumably, the child will be taken in and cared for – a much better…

I’m taking a break from writing about my crazy life to bring you… My five pet peeves when I’m reading books! Without ado, here we go: The first chapter is excellent, but the rest is mediocre as freak. Imagine: the…

Welcome to the next episode in “My Life is a Bad Romance Novel”. Let’s try this chronologically because there’s a sh*t-ton of crap I gotta get out this time. First, I’ve started eating chocolate for breakfast. Why? Turns out that…