Maybe it's just my RSS reader making goofing off more efficient, but it seems like the blog world is a little lethargic lately (including our corner of it, of course). Well, if you want a quick hit of content, check out my cousin Emily's blog. She's a pretty amazing girl having a pretty amazing adventure in Paris. Here's an excerpt, describing half of the young couple she met last weekend and has already moved in with:

Mark is a mime at the Louvre. He gets all painted up and stands on a box all day. Its terrible work, cold and not so lucrative. Oh and he's never been a mime before so he's winging it. He's gotten involved in all this street person drama lately, as the Indians who are dressed up in costumes in the area seem to think they have a monopoly; they are very aggressive towards him, there was even a fight with mark pushing one of them or something like that. But he has the North African Hat vendors on his side.

Kind of beats the shit out of my stories of Italian netcafe intrigue.