Earth Day. Somehow I am dressed in all black. We’ll say workout clothing. Rubbing sleep out of my eyes, I rush off to the car, feeling like I’m running late. Engine started, doors shut, I am about to pull away from the curb when I see the largest bug with stilted legs flying along the… Continue reading Life uncut: Earth Day
a poem, tonight
I dedicate this poetry shout-out to 3rd semester students at NEC- go get ’em and write on with your theses! Vocabulary of Dearness by Naomi Shihab Nye How a single word may shimmer and rise off the page, a wafer of syllabic light, a bulb of glowing meaning, whatever the word, try “tempestuous” or “suffer,”… Continue reading a poem, tonight
Inside / outside
I have been mulling over the idea of “inside / outside” and how people interpret that into their lives. Is the fusion of the two kind of a working model for our lives? How does what’s inside effectively play itself into the who we are on the outside? This may be a horrible admission to… Continue reading Inside / outside
Quickfire Challenge
I must admit it took me a little while to get into “Top Chef.” All the ingredients are right, but I had just come off of my “Project Runway” semester and didn’t know if I immediately wanted to select Bravo a second time in a row for my one TV show per semester. Tonight clinched… Continue reading Quickfire Challenge
All that Glitters
Go on, finish the thought. You know what comes next. I have been chewing on this question for a while and would love to hear your take: Is there a person who is pure in heart? Originally the topic isolated itself, pertaining solely to fame which then bled into success oozing into pride and ending… Continue reading All that Glitters
SF: Thursday of Yum
So far the restaurant fast is going okay. I kind of gave myself a concession today by getting lunch at the farmer’s market. The farmer’s market. Ah, this to me is such a breath of air in daytimes spent in cubicles. The weather was a warm and sunny 70 degrees. We procured our nibbles from… Continue reading SF: Thursday of Yum
Consider This: Poetics
Continuous Cities 4 By Italo Calvino You reproach me because each of my stories takes you right into the heart of a city without telling you of the space that stretches between one city and the other, whether it is covered by seas, or fields of rye, larch forests, swamps. I will answer you with… Continue reading Consider This: Poetics
April Experiment
As Sandra is going on a sugar fast, I am going on a restaurant fast for the month of April. This is made infinitely easier by the fact that I am not traveling this month. I look forward to cooking up some enticing meals and being creative about time spent outside of the house with… Continue reading April Experiment
“In Bruges” and the the Unexpected Hitmen
I am still blown away by the unexpectedly deep and charming film “In Bruges.” I highly suggest you run, not walk and see this film. Oh yes, it has the f-bomb at least 50 times, drugs, frisky activity, blood and non-PC comments, but wow. I’m still reeling from how I didn’t expect it to be… Continue reading “In Bruges” and the the Unexpected Hitmen
Bubbly like a glass of good champagne
Tonight, I met up with a grad school friend’s mom for dinner at Straits. Over garlic noodles, pickled ginger salad and chili-laced long beans, we talked culture, literature and life direction. Honestly, I knew going into it that this would be a significant conversation. She teaches American Lit. at a school in Texas and her… Continue reading Bubbly like a glass of good champagne
Drum roll, please
I finished writing the first draft of my thesis!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You’re right, I’m not excited at all… In fact the little 15 pager ended up at a cool 22. Hallelujah. Seriously, I traveled to four cities in two and a half weeks and wrote a thesis in the midst of all of it. Can I get… Continue reading Drum roll, please
Puerta de la Panza
Venture back with me if you will to a kitchen in the Southwest and you will see a wee child with one perfectly coiffed ringlet bouncing in a pony tail behind a serious face filled with glee. On this particular occasion, she’s in the kitchen, next to her mother stirring a just set pot of… Continue reading Puerta de la Panza