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Monthly Archives: July 2016

The Summer I Didn’t Read The Bell Jar

Your family just departed after a terrific weekend? No better way to fill the blazingly empty days in front of you than some Sylvia Plath!

The Takeaway from Photos

The village of Visnes boasts an unusual claim to fame—its now-defunct mine produced the copper used on the Statue of Liberty.

Chrome and Passing

Because when it comes to people I know who are both 1. my age and 2. genuinely proud of our country, the list grows thin.

Dear Lyle Lovett, Please be my Pen Pal

I have no advanced skill in any area of life that lends me to glory or even mild recognition. You would be writing to a very ordinary woman of meager talent.

Bread and Circuses

I do feel cynical toward the political system. I am disgusted by people spouting hate at one another. I am sick of all the shouting. I do have a headache.

22 Things I Wish I Knew When I Was 22 Years Old

17. It’s a small world. You will meet the same people over and over. So if you’re bad at remembering names, start practicing now.

In Which People are Generally Cool

In Which People are Generally Cool

by | Jul 24, 2016

This morning, while I walloped crawling mosquitoes off of my vulnerable feet, my husband hacked off haphazard slices of my toenails with his Leatherman.

Waiting for Rainbows

Waiting for Rainbows

We stepped off the plane and looked around us. There were six rainbows. At the same time. It was amazing, surprising, and exactly what I expected. Perfection.

Billy Collins’ Paradelle

Billy Collins’ Paradelle

In 1998, Billy Collins pulled off the greatest literary practical joke in the history of the English language: he invented the paradelle.

The Definitive TV Show Primer

The Definitive TV Show Primer

It’s finally here: After conducting numerous focus groups, objectively scouring reviews, carefully analyzing plot devices, and synthesizing the results, I am ready to debut The Definitive TV Show Primer.

Family Portraits

Family Portraits

In the evening we venture out into the city that she has called “the armpit of California” and find a place to procure some burritos. As we eat, Aunt Ellen tells me about her world travels.

Gotta Catch ‘Em All

Gotta Catch ‘Em All

Ash Ketchum lives in a world where all animals can be pets. Ash Ketchum’s life is one big adventure, and everyone he knows has a life as full of destiny as he does.

On Gollum

On Gollum

Gollum’s torture reminds us of the hand that we the good, we the kind and generous-minded, have in producing “bad character.” We call forth the best and worst in each other.

The World Is on Fire

The World Is on Fire

Orlando. Baghdad. Baton Rouge. Trump. Dallas. Brexit. Nice. Ten thousand daily cruelties.

Kitesurfing and Other Ways Home

Kitesurfing and Other Ways Home

It took a three-week trip to Singapore for me to decide to try it myself. I had heard it was difficult, that you need a week to truly learn, but I only had a day.

On Wonder

On Wonder

When I tell people that the high schoolers painted a building, cleaned up weeds and replaced broken doors, people ask me what the building is for. “Nothing,” I say.

Above and Below

Above and Below

My mom refers to Cedar as a “thin place.” She means that whatever barrier keeps humans at a distance from the Spirit is measurably smaller.

Stale Bread

Stale Bread

I have spent the past few months reading and laughing and feeling a part of a larger community of people who frequented the site. The Toastie community is known for its camaraderie.

My Fair-feather Friend

My Fair-feather Friend

It was decided, with enthusiasm on their parts and mild curiosity on mine, that we should have a bird in the house.

How to Age with Style

How to Age with Style

Last night I met a twenty-something who is in her last year of undergraduate work. She seemed so young, so bright-eyed and comfortable. I swear I heard my knees creak.

Becoming Who Everyone Already Thinks You Are

Becoming Who Everyone Already Thinks You Are

Because my last name is the same as the company name, I am sometimes asked if I am the owner of the company. Which always seems funny to me. “You think I’m responsible enough to own something?

Songs for the Soul

Songs for the Soul

Spending weeks dealing with a really messed up world and a debilitating weakness have made me really depressed. So, I did the only thing I could to raise my spirits—I made a mixtape.

Carpool Confessions

Carpool Confessions

John has a car and offers to drive home from grad class every Tuesday and Wednesday night for three months. There are four of us for a twenty-minute drive home, and I quickly come to love the car rides and the camaraderie.

andy and emily and markus and me

andy and emily and markus and me

The apple tree shines, and someone puts on Springsteen before the fireworks start. New girlfriends, new jobs, new lives.

Training Collar

Training Collar

People know that collar = priest. Seeing a twenty-something woman in a collar is something of an anomaly.

Airport Purgatory

Airport Purgatory

Of course, it’s unfair to judge a culture based on experiences in airport terminals.

Sydney

Sydney

About eight hours and one time zone away from me, in eastern Kentucky, tucked between the steep, short mountains, there is a small city with a population of around 7,000.

Culinary Show Binge-Watching Bingo

Culinary Show Binge-Watching Bingo

Shows like these, the structural elements composing each episode, have taught me (oddly) as much about genre as any work of theory.

I Found Myself Alone

I Found Myself Alone

But sometimes I am lonely, so lonely that I can’t take this solitude as a gift. It feels embarrassing or unfashionable to admit this, that after almost a year, I feel untethered and empty sometimes, even despite support systems and good friends.