A few weeks ago, I realized I may have a problem. I'd already selected a title and started circulating it. And then, like every time anyone shares a name they're thinking about with people at large, it became a problem. "Oh you're naming your kid Alex? An Alex once puked on me. When I hear … Continue reading Spectitular Nameology
2019 Needs More Cake (And Fewer Poison Arrows)
This time last year, I was feeling ready. I was prepared for what the year would bring. I was going to fight them on the beaches, on the Twitters and on the tumblrs. Or so I thought. And then 2018 came at us like Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog and I ran away. So this year I'm moving through like … Continue reading 2019 Needs More Cake (And Fewer Poison Arrows)
A Year In Reviews
Another year over. I had three goals this year. I was going to read more purposefully, finish my third book, and eat honey cake as often as possible. I'm at two of three, but I'm hoping there's a curve. Especially since I've really eaten so much honey cake. Sort of ironically, I didn't put health goals … Continue reading A Year In Reviews
May Your Days Be Merry and Bright
Whether for you this time is about the Solstice, Yule, Christmas, or a much-appreciated day off from the busy times at work, I hope this week brings you peace. As we prepare to shed 2018 and greet 2019, I hope you do whatever it is that re-energizes you, that patches up your heart and prepares … Continue reading May Your Days Be Merry and Bright
Merry Procrastinator Week!
All right, procrastinators, this is your time to shine. Yes, work's only gotten busier, people are scheduling impromptu gift exchanges early because the kids are sick or everyone's decided to go to some other celebration for the last week of the year. You can just manage to say you couldn't make it to Hanukkah but still … Continue reading Merry Procrastinator Week!
The Prof is in the Putting (On of Tweed)
While I am not a sociologist, psychologist or anthropologist, I think I've just about nailed down a working theory on how one can determine who will go into academia. I am a well read person with a privileged profession, so naturally I fancy myself somewhat erudite. I think to myself as I pass students heading … Continue reading The Prof is in the Putting (On of Tweed)
I’m Sorry, My Sundays Are All Full
I haven't had a nap. I have had a drink. Yes, I am a full adult, as evidenced by this nice cabernet sauvignon I'm enjoying while watching some British panel shows, but naps are crucial to my equilibrium, and I did not have one. Here is a list of things Sundays should definitely all include: … Continue reading I’m Sorry, My Sundays Are All Full
Vengeance Pairs Well with Gravy
A pink turkey tried to rip my finger off when I was a child. I was trying to be a good Samaritan, helping it get some food that was on the wrong side of the fence and it just CHOMP! tried to cripple me. I learned that day that poultry cannot be trusted. I found … Continue reading Vengeance Pairs Well with Gravy
Here to Make the Ruckus
There's a certain tone of voice my mom uses when she is afraid that one of the rest of us in the family have punched someone. It's a curious sound--a sort of cross between resignation and dread, a desire not to know but a duty to learn. Me: [explains about some provocation] Mom: *pause* Did … Continue reading Here to Make the Ruckus
The Right Idea, Wrong Conclusion
Do you sometimes step back and look at your life and think "Oh, my God, probably someone thinks I'm a serial killer?" I'm having that moment. If my Google search history wasn't sufficient to give people the wrong impression, then they should peek into my garage, which, if I had to pick two words to … Continue reading The Right Idea, Wrong Conclusion
