15 Years of National Treasure
Nine writers spent five years lovingly crafting this seamless plot, which doesn’t care about questions like “What kind of password is ‘Valley Forge’ for a high security government facility?”
Why Sabbath Is Anti-Capitalist
On the seventh day, God rested. He’d had a big week—you know how it goes.
New York City Marathon
It’s almost enough to make you want to give up, walking home with grocery bags almost ripping.
The Best In Lustful Activities
Set your libido level to maximum!
The Eye of the Whale
I began to cry at my kitchen table because despite all the bad calls I have made in the heat of the moment and the angry kids and my disappointment in myself and my frustration at the brokenness of an education system that underserves the students who need the support the most, I saw again that there was someone out there who was rooting for me.
Am I a Gringa?
Even when I do speak in accented Spanish, Hondurans often assume I’m from a Honduran afro-indigenous community.
Mending Fence
This October sabbatical, as I am calling it, is not what I would have chosen.
Hey It’s Pomplamoose (& Patreon)
As this year ends, so does the decade, and summarizers and list-makers are compelled by narratives and retrospectives, trying to explain away what’s changed.
The Joy of Good Enough
Satisficing doesn’t mean you lack standards. It just means you’re realistic about those standards.
Every Square Inch
We may not use the same words—God, Jesus, Christ, Brahman, Light, Love?—but language could never be truly sufficient to describe the indescribable anyway.
