This was posted a couple of weeks ago (the day after my birthday actually) but we just discovered a nice little post about Cabbage Design Company on the Chronicle Books blog.
About a year or so ago we worked with Chronicle on the Fantasy Sex Deck, a fun project that, among other things, led to some amusing (but legitimate) discussions over the specifics of the suggestive but generally PG-rated illustrations that accompanied each card.
The project went very well, we had a great time working with Suzanne on the project and it’s a nice write-up and includes some great photos of our old studio in Oakland.
Chronicle Books “Fantasy Sex Deck” Blog Post
After two weeks of French cooking, Anjel finally got a chance to step up and show how we do things back in Cali. As a token of our thanks, and to prepare a sample of some California cuisine, Anjel asked to make a dinner. Everyone thought that was a great idea and the guest list quickly expanded to include 15. It also turned into a lunch because not everyone could make the dinner – but the French are used to having large lunches, so that worked out just fine.
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by anjel on October 19, 2009
I have an insatiable comic addiction. I can’t get enough. Comic books, graphic novels, manga, large format, collections, indie paperbacks, tried and true superheroes…I do not discriminate. I love them all equally and for different reasons. [read the full post…]
by anjel on October 12, 2009
I am! I am! I AMsterdam!
(photo by iam)
My name is Dutch. Straight out of the dyke, good old fashioned Dutch. Not just my surname, completely by accident my first name is as well. My mother claims they made it up, since she loved the song Angie by the Rolling Stones but heard it as Anjel (Ahn-jel). My father and his family are about as Dutch as they are Kenyan or Chinese, so there wasn’t an intentional ancestral naming from that side. Therefore, I am forced to believe my mother’s story. My name is 100% Dutch by complete accident. Or since it was only the first name that was chance, does that make it only a 50% accident?
(pointing photo)
When we checked into the house boat, and I gave my name for the reservation, the woman looked up at me over her glasses, pronounced my entire name in Dutch and said, “But this is a Dutch name, how did YOU get a Dutch name?” I replied with the obvious and unenlightening, “Uh, from my father.” I should have been more honest and said, “I have no idea. Isn’t it hilarious?”
Later, at the second hotel we stayed at, when we asked for our rooms keys which reception kindly holds for you while you are off adventuring, they said, “Uh, but…the reservation is under a Dutch name?”
Apparently, so I learned from a South African guy in Dublin, my name is also very South African. In fact, earlier on the trip we had met a South African couple with very Dutch names walking the Dingle Way.
I have always had a “different” name, always having it mispelled and mispronounced at every turn. I have never met a stranger with either the same first or last name as myself, and have always thought of my name as unique and MINE. More than that, I have never in my life had the pronounciation of my own name corrected for me or had my name fit naturally into a country when I do not.
So here I am, more Dutch than I have ever been in my life–although, I just can’t bring myself to put candy sprinkles on my toast, which I have heard is the sign of a true Dutchmen.
PLACES
Hotel V – stylish but not too fancy accomodation, free wifi + coffee + tea, standard room 305 has a balcony
Stay on a house boat, such as Maria Alberta
De Pijp, for the markets and sampling food from Surinam
Barney’s Coffeeshop, not covered in rasta colors and more like a chill lounge space
Jordaan for picturesque canal-side houses
My name is Dutch. Let’s build a windmill and a dyke, good old fashioned Dutch. Not just my surname, completely by accident my first name is as well. My mother claims they made it up, since she loved the song Angie by the Rolling Stones but heard it as Anjel (Ahn-jel) and could not pronounce the other. My father and his family are about as Dutch as they are Kenyan or Chinese, so there wasn’t an intentional ancestral naming from that side. Therefore, I am forced to believe my mother’s story. My name is 100% Dutch by complete accident.
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UPDATE: I think we´re set for Berlin. Through our good friends at Rabers in San Jose, we were put in touch with a vintage moto enthusiast (and Rabers customer) living in Berlin. Assuming everything works out, we should be staying with him. Thanks to everyone for their help!
We weren’t originally planning on going through Berlin, but more than a few people have suggested that we make it a stop. We don’t currently have any connections in Berlin, so we thought we’d see if anyone is in Berlin, or might have a friend who’d be willing to let us stay for a day or two.
Right now, if we were to visit Berlin, it would probably be from November 12th to November 15th, but that’s definitely flexible.
So far we’ve stayed with friends-of-friends in London and Paris and things went fantastically. We’d be more than happy to provide references if that would help. 
This afternoon, driving through the countryside of France, we traveled our 10,000th mile. It took us 67 days, averaging 150 miles per day through 5 countries. The numbers so far are as follows:
4557 miles by Plane
2065 miles on Motorcycles
1895 miles by Car
1136 miles on Trains
200 miles by Boat
84 miles on Foot
80 miles by bus
We still have no miles traveled by horse* and don’t expect to for some time if at all (*this category will also include any distance traveled by camel, elephant or astride any other animal).
Also, to clarify what counts as travel miles… if we travel point A to point B, we count it. Walking across the Dingle Peninsula counts; walking around Dublin for the day does not. If we’re in Aurora and we pop out to the supermarket, that doesn’t count; if we’re in Aurora and we drive two hours south to visit Pikes Peak, that does count. If we’re riding motorcycles together, and it’s 300 miles from one town to the next, we count 300 miles for the day, not 600 (300 for connal + 300 for anjel).
And that’s about it. If we average about the same rate that we have so far, we should pass 20,000 miles somewhere around Japan in January.
