tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72490757455078147352012-02-16T21:58:30.407-06:00melissa bastian.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473406083727883802noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7249075745507814735.post-4129311956699110252011-06-13T20:13:00.000-05:002011-07-08T13:52:48.283-05:00<a href="http://neworleansingreen.blogspot.com/">New Orleans</a> - the place where I wasn't born.<br /><a href="http://novegandrinks.blogspot.com/">Vegan Drinks New Orleans</a> - the event where I don't actually drink.<br /><a href="http://www.artslant.com/global/artists/show/24010-melissa-bastian">Art</a> - I make it maybe.<br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/melissabastian">Art</a> - I sell it maybe.<br /><a href="http://toomanycombined.blogspot.com/">OK, all together now!</a> - The combined blog.<br /><a href="http://newyorkingreen.blogspot.com/">New York in Green</a> - food, et cetera in New York City - I eat it, I make it, I write about it. This blog is now retired, but it's still a great resource.<br /><a href="http://subwayproject.blogspot.com/">The Subway Project.</a> - I ride them, I show you.<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/subwayproject/">Subways</a> - photographs of.<br /><a href="http://adullbladeneedssharpening.blogspot.com/">Stories</a> - I write them sometimes.<br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5827525">Crafiness...?</a> - bright.<br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=7178603">Jeweleryness, et cetera</a> - Libellule!<br /><a href="http://newyorkveganwedding.blogspot.com/">Wedding Madness</a> - I had one of those.<br /><a href="https://twitter.com/melissabastian">Tweet, tweet</a> - po te weet?<br /><a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000204926120">Facebooking</a> - ha cha cha cha. (To the tune of "Stool Pigeon" by Kid Creole. Drop a line if you know it, kay?)<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/melissabastian/">Flickering</a> - in and out.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Melissa Bastian is just a girl. She writes and she paints and<br />she buries herself in paper and she talks to trees.<br /><br />She is the girl who stopped in the middle of the street to take a picture of the key embedded in the asphalt. She is the girl bustling down the sidewalk or sitting on the subway with her nose in a book. She is the girl sitting in the corner of the coffee shop talking to herself, and she is the girl who just wrote a poem on your napkin. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7249075745507814735-412931195669911025?l=melissabastian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melissa bastian.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473406083727883802noreply@blogger.com2