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“Here’s the Story…”

Of course, that’s not to say that it was a dramatic or artistic milestone. More accurately, the show’s dramatic milieu is perhaps best described as high camp.

On Depression

Your head hurts, you’re tired, you’re an insomniac, you’re a narcoleptic, you’re mute, you’re alone, deafened, crowded, screaming screaming screaming.

Measure By Trees

When I was a child, I measured myself against the tallest tree. This tree, this tallest tree, it wasn’t a redwood or a giant ash. It was a white pine.

The Best Story I Ever Told

I know the saying is that misery loves company, but in my experience I reckon misery loves an audience. There, in the center of a circle of eager listeners, I peaked.

Catharsis

That computer fan breathes so loud now that I can’t ignore it. My mind fixates on the sound and won’t let it go, an act pretty typical of my mind in the midst of anxiety.

The World is Larger Still

This is a source of regret for me now. I had ample opportunity to learn, maintain, and grow my language skills, but, quite simply, it wasn’t a priority.

Why I Visit Korean Bathhouses

Why I Visit Korean Bathhouses

by | Mar 25, 2015

My own body felt like it was about to become a steamed bun. But I needed to stay long enough so that the older gentlemen in the room don’t think I was a silly wuss.

Margin Notes on Gentleness

Margin Notes on Gentleness

In Denny’s, my vanilla ice cream and characteristic joyful temperament were melting into a puddle of white-chocolate raspberry pancake balls and self-loathing.

Day Lent

Day Lent

Perhaps similarly, spiritual renewal has become a side effect of Lent. Perhaps everything is a morbidly unintended effect of our own self-interest.

Jesus Films for Lent

Jesus Films for Lent

My Lenten discipline this year is to watch as many films about Jesus as my spare time allows. Below is a ranked list with brief reviews of all the ones I’ve seen so far.

Montage

Montage

So rather than lament them, let’s lean into our montage moments; let’s learn to appreciate routine and apply ourselves faithfully to our daily goings out and comings in.

Fighting the Inertia

Fighting the Inertia

I am utterly inept at planning my own life. I rarely even finish a to-do list on a daily basis. But what does it look like to trust God’s plans for my groceries or my smart phone?

SkyMall

SkyMall

I like to imagine this whole catalog was written sarcastically. Then when it came time for the copywriter to review the first proof she sighed and said, “Whatever. It’s fine.”

Gethsemani

Gethsemani

Who knew what community of spirit could be built among people who never speak? We say all that’s needed through smiles and held-open doors.

Your 2015 March Madness Survival Guide

Your 2015 March Madness Survival Guide

Traditionally understood as a three-week nadir in American office productivity, March Madness might now be the country’s most sustained peak of corporate exposure.

Potato Salad Confessions

Potato Salad Confessions

Just be kind today. No matter how you feel about where you are, no matter how you feel about what you’re doing, just be kind.

Ketchup and Blood Part Three

Ketchup and Blood Part Three

Of course, when you’re actually Ryan “Hey Girl” Gosling, and you’ve got Nicholas “I’ve Never Written Two Different Stories” Sparks writing your script, you have that luxury.

Tiny Death Concerts

Tiny Death Concerts

I foolishly believed that my love of the concept of the Tiny Desk Concert would be enough to make me love the majority of the Tiny Desk Concerts. I was mistaken.

A Letter To My Cell Phone

A Letter To My Cell Phone

It’s also pretty distracting to have you around. You’re always buzzing and beeping. Those little red flags you throw up tempt me like a bull in the hot Spanish sun.

The Value of Stupid Inertia

The Value of Stupid Inertia

But in the end it’s words words words, nothing but wild and whirling words in our heads, and we’re dead in ways we’ll never be able to fix by thinking more about it.

(Home)sick

(Home)sick

I haven’t discovered any resolution to the twin tasks of gratitude and lamentation, a word I may be using to sanctify my grousing.

If Only

If Only

We’re waiting in the lobby, and we see them. She walks over to us, and we’re thinking, oh boy. Later we would say, “It was so weird, because she sure sounded hot.”

Peanut Butter Crackers

Peanut Butter Crackers

I trotted back to preschool to rejoin snacktime. I tore open my snack, took a bite…and stopped. I had never tasted something so vile and disgusting.

In Defense of Self-Love 

In Defense of Self-Love 

The more I practice self-love, the more I come to believe in its power. The more I make time to love myself, the more energy I have to love others.

Homeless

Homeless

Courtesy of a racist sixty-year-old neighbor still living with his mother; a virtually nonexistent housing inventory due in turn to Jeff Bezos, Mt. Rainier, and murky multifamily home regulations; the less-than-shining precedent set by other groups of male,...
For Whom the Chimes Toll

For Whom the Chimes Toll

The one group I did join pretty quickly was the Guild of Chimers, which is possibly the lowest-commitment group on campus.

Nature Can Be A…

Nature Can Be A…

Sometimes there is nothing better than being outside; sometimes I would pay anything to escape.

The Real World

The Real World

When we talk about the “real world,” we implicitly negate either our neighbor’s reality or our own. We fail to recognize that life is hard for everyone.

The Room

The Room

I won’t give away The Room’s plot (what little there is of one). I want to champion the film as an exemplar of side-splittingly cringe-worthy, schadenfreude-propelled group viewing.

Reading a Mystic

Reading a Mystic

Benedictines read the psalms every day, and it’s through these outpourings of emotion that Norris finds a version of religion that resonates with her wordsmith identity