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Monthly Archives: March 2014

Dirty Hands

Physical labor drains you, and it gave me a pure, restful sleep. I awoke refreshed, renewed. Getting my hands dirty had given me release.

Girl

I just started working as a structural engineer. I am a girl. I am not a girly girl, but I certainly am a girl. Somehow, in a lot of people’s minds, those two don’t go together.

Feral Histories and Open Gates

Grandpa’s tapestry of a Daoist exorcist is misunderstood. That July, I knew just enough to recognize Zhong-Kui was special and nothing more.

The Funeral Singer

I may not have known anything at all about the person in the casket before the service begins. But during the hour that follows I will get to know her.

March Madness

Coach and player, mentor and mentee, human being and human being. It reminds me that sports, in the end, do not matter. But also that they do.

A Night at the Lanes

I found myself standing across the counter from a twenty-something in a red bowling shirt last Saturday night. His name was probably Mike. He just looked like a Mike.

Equality

Equality

by | Mar 25, 2014

Whether you agree with Judge Friedman’s decision or not, it must be stated that the tides are turning on the fight for marriage equality.

On Choosing Your Future

On Choosing Your Future

Anyone who has watched Harry Potter knows that the wizard doesn’t choose the wand. The wand chooses the wizard. And this is obviously the same for colleges.

How to Go, and How to Stay

I lived in a little southern Illinois town with my nose pressed against a window. I hated second grade, with its D’Nealian script, phonics dittos, and dodgeball.

Keep: A Word Study

Keep: A Word Study

“The Lord bless you and keep you.” “Honor the Sabbath day by keeping it holy.” “If you love me you will keep my commandments.”

Recommendations from Narnia

I’ve adopted an excellent form of escapism. I’ve been reading a lot, and I’m going to tell you about a few of my recent favorites.

Coaches

Coaches

I have had a lot of coaches in my life, and each of them has taught me something (most have taught me more than I can remember).

The Cycle of Grocery Stores

The Cycle of Grocery Stores

And what greater grocery store is there in this universe, I ask you? Its hours of operation: endless. Its selection of salty snacks: both wide and economical.

Love Thy Neighbor

Love Thy Neighbor

Bob moved into our assisted living facility about five months ago. I can’t believe it was that long ago. It feels like much longer. He has scared me from the day I met him.

Thin Air

Thin Air

What good is all this technology—our GPS satellites, our naval cruisers, our sonar arrays and passport checks and aerial photographs—if it can’t produce real answers?

Long Live Central Cemetery

Long Live Central Cemetery

there’s nothing central about Zentralfriedhof (Central Cemetery). Situated in Vienna’s southeast outskirts, the cemetery is nearly a full nine kilometers from the city’s first district.

Twenty-Somethings

Twenty-Somethings

Almost on a weekly basis, students ask me how old I am. I tell myself that it’s not appropriate to talk to students about personal matters like age, so I tell them I’m forty-three.

Jigsaw Pride

Jigsaw Pride

As we resumed walking, my dad turned his head toward me with a small grin. “He asked me if he could marry you,” he said. I felt my eyebrows go up.

One Art

One Art

I hate losing things. I try really hard to stay organized because there is nothing more frustrating than losing an important scrap of paper or a sweater.

Worth It

Worth It

A salary is a good thing, and teaching is really pretty awesome once you get over the blank stares of students, and I’ve never actually disliked writing papers or doing research.

The Wolf of Wall Street

Jordan Belfort considers the agents (us, too, over his shoulder) as Denham produces the smoking gun: a yellow note in a clear evidence bag.

Recruit THIS

Recruit THIS

I hated saying no to people. I’m slowly getting better at it. I would have joined the Marines because I didn’t want to hurt this nice Sergeant’s feelings.

Body Language

Body Language

As I walk slowly and methodically through the neck-high water, my surfaced head in a thin cloud of steam, I attempt to eavesdrop on all of the conversations.

A Day in the District

Orderly mobs with agendas of social change and economic prosperity flowed around me, people branded with “D.C. haircuts” and business casual.

We Have Now

We Have Now

Ash Wednesday is a reminder of mortality, as everyone—senior citizens and newborns alike—is reminded of an impending return to dust and ash.

Aquavitae: My Life in Four Drinks

In that crystalline moment, I knew that I had discovered something totally new. I glimpsed landscapes. I couldn’t speak.

Never, Never Have I Ever

Never, Never Have I Ever

And so I entered the world of woods and two-toned scarves, of strange chants (all the more daunting in French) and sleeping bags.

Twitch Plays Pokémon

Twitch Plays Pokémon

Suffice it to say that it’s been quite the couple of weeks for this strange, untamed corner of the Internet. A huge waste of time? You betcha. But…

That Awkward Stage

That Awkward Stage

All shall be well, said Julian of Norwich. Now that I’m growing up at last, somehow I’m starting to really think it will be.(Someone please smack me over the head with that paragraph the next time I start whining.)