What does change smell like? I’ll tell you. (And website changes)

I asked people what they thought change smelled like. They gave me the following flowery responses:

Some people think change smells like the changing of seasons. The sweet smell of flowers waters your eyes as they usher in allergy season. The distinctive scent of perspiration kindly lets you know summer is on its way.

Still, others think change smells like burnt toast. Blackened toast is unwelcomed and useless, just like change can be.

Everybody is wrong. Change smells like metal. That distinctive smell of your pennies and nickels after you accidentally washed them. I was talking about coins. I guess no one took me literally.

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So every year at about this time, us writers make our dramatic comebacks. We haven’t been writing for about a month and a half (some of us longer) and yet we still come back triumphant and determined until our schedules get the best of us.

This year I’ve decided to do a little show and tell for my dramatic comeback.

You see that? That is our prototype of our new tote bag. I’m so skilled.

So I was at California Pizza Kitchen the other week in Oahu and I saw the Black Pearl in the harbor. I very nearly died. Especially when I was able to visit one of the other sets of Pirates of the Caribbean.

Show and tell over. Now it’s time to get down to business.

THINGS YOU’RE GOING TO SEE AT OUR WEBSITE

• Investigative journalism AKA using means like espionage to find out information you otherwise wouldn’t know. Like what’s in Calister F. Well’s freezer. Even we don’t know what’s in there.
• Cause of the month. Yeah, we’re going to turn you into an activist. Because you’re either an activist, or a nonactivist. (I stole that quote from the documentary The Cove. Best. Documentary. Ever.)
• Cool Nearby Future gear. You aren’t an activist without a t-shirt or bumper sticker that says so.

Welcome back, my friends. The season of blogging has re-arrived.

-Rika