Category Archives: Self

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My Favorite Song Today

I would normally post the video here: Except that I can’t find it anywhere, and in my search found, instead, that the musician went on a bit of a homophobic rant during a show in San Fransisco this past March.

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My Favorite Song Today

I would normally post the video here: Except that I can’t find it anywhere, and in my search found, instead, that the musician went on a bit of a homophobic rant during a show in San Fransisco this past March.

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Turning 24

Nothing changes when one turns 24, except of course, you, who has likely changed very much since 23. Last year I insisted on celebrating my birthday at an Irish pub. I wanted everyone to plan something spectacular for me, but

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Turning 24

Nothing changes when one turns 24, except of course, you, who has likely changed very much since 23. Last year I insisted on celebrating my birthday at an Irish pub. I wanted everyone to plan something spectacular for me, but

More from the Journal

I’m marrying off my best friend this Saturday at 10:00 am. We are all full of love and anticipation. The preparations have left me little time to write, but standing on my soap box for vulnerability, I share yesterday’s journal

More from the Journal

I’m marrying off my best friend this Saturday at 10:00 am. We are all full of love and anticipation. The preparations have left me little time to write, but standing on my soap box for vulnerability, I share yesterday’s journal

UPDATE 6.3.13

Well, I only missed my deadline by one month and two days. Even so, I’ve felt the tugs of my blog reeling me back. How about a quick recap of the last few months to quell your curiosity? Since my

UPDATE 6.3.13

Well, I only missed my deadline by one month and two days. Even so, I’ve felt the tugs of my blog reeling me back. How about a quick recap of the last few months to quell your curiosity? Since my

NOTICE 3.25.13

For personal, professional, and creative reasons, I will resume regular blog posts on May 1st. I hope these words from Ira Glass linger with you in the meantime: Love and inspiration to you,    

NOTICE 3.25.13

For personal, professional, and creative reasons, I will resume regular blog posts on May 1st. I hope these words from Ira Glass linger with you in the meantime: Love and inspiration to you,    

Humbling Beginnings and Blog Awards

Starting a blog has challenged me in numerous ways. It’s been humbling, mostly. Many times, I’ve made that final correction in editing a post and thought to myself, “Oh yes, this is the one!” This is the fabulous post that

Humbling Beginnings and Blog Awards

Starting a blog has challenged me in numerous ways. It’s been humbling, mostly. Many times, I’ve made that final correction in editing a post and thought to myself, “Oh yes, this is the one!” This is the fabulous post that

The One About Bustin’ Up Insecurity

Very often, I don’t post because I feel like I don’t have a stance to take on anything. Or I don’t have any ground-breaking research to share. Or I haven’t been to Central Asia taking photographs of the natives. (See

The One About Bustin’ Up Insecurity

Very often, I don’t post because I feel like I don’t have a stance to take on anything. Or I don’t have any ground-breaking research to share. Or I haven’t been to Central Asia taking photographs of the natives. (See

Keeper of a Little Piece of Farmland

On this particular Sunday we take an unknown gravel path. While we’ve set out for the cotton fields that line Beaver Dam Church Road, Andrew notices an off-shoot trailing behind the Baptist church. A reaped field shoulders us on the

Keeper of a Little Piece of Farmland

On this particular Sunday we take an unknown gravel path. While we’ve set out for the cotton fields that line Beaver Dam Church Road, Andrew notices an off-shoot trailing behind the Baptist church. A reaped field shoulders us on the

Thank You, National Public Radio

The other day I listened to an engrossing interview about a restaurant in Chicago called the Golden Apple. I heard the story of a man who eats breakfast there every morning alone, the testimony of a waitress who’s worked the

Thank You, National Public Radio

The other day I listened to an engrossing interview about a restaurant in Chicago called the Golden Apple. I heard the story of a man who eats breakfast there every morning alone, the testimony of a waitress who’s worked the