Category Archives: Michigan
If you haven’t read this masterpiece, please do yourself a favor and Amazon Prime that sucker in time for some weekend reading.
I won’t say we pulled half-burned logs out of firepits to salvage them for our own use, but I won’t deny it either.
Fergie and the goldfish, thankfully, seemed unaffected.
Today is the first day of autumn, and instead of dreading it, I’m going to try my best to stay hopeful.
A cheesy name celebrating the town it can be found in? 10/10. A charming new addition of orange pool noodles glued to its exterior to ensure social distancing? Dreamy.
I thought I was somehow exempt—because I grew up in other countries or have Jewish blood or have a sister who looks different than me.
On good days, I think about John and that chalkboard and the dog under the lectern and I remember the joy of learning new things and the inexhaustible opportunities the world presents for just that.
It’s safe to say that the reading for religion majors lacks the representation of the diversity of the religious world.
Here, lightly edited, are a year of the mundane and serious and baffling things I felt the need to save.