We’ve finally unpacked all the pictures. They’ve been sitting in boxes, and now most of them are hung up on the wall. While we were unpacking them, Blake was asking all kinds of questions about who everyone was. He’s always trying to piece together what our family looks like.
He knows that my parents are […]
I am convinced that the Gitmo prisoners are forced to listen repeatedly to the sound of the voice of that woman on the Royal Caribbean commercials extolling me to “Get OUT There!”
What is it about the search for vacation pleasure that makes me so sick to my stomach? I have gone on vacation to […]
Hear me out before you condemn me as a regressive believer in biology-is-destiny.
The press coverage of the Democratic nomination process has a lot of us wondering how folks who are paid to be analytical and objective can be so swept up by Obama, and so ready to toss Hillary overboard. I just read an article […]
I’ve been moping, no question about it. But moping (in my world meaning protracted depression) does strange things in my brain. I start to get more creative in my thinking, rather involuntarily, and things start to string together in new ways.
Maybe this is just a function of getting older and accumulating experience over experience. […]
There’s a place where others live, but I’ve never been there. They seem to know themselves, create a destiny, assume goals, attain them, and all without doubt.
They know their values are their values. They don’t question whether they simply mimic the values they’ve been raised with. They don’t worry whether what they believe is […]
What is it about the ability to openly make fun of boys and men?
If I were to get the same number of “joke” emails that I get about boys and men, but the subject were African-Americans, or gays, or girls, or women, or name-your-disempowered group, I’d be considered a bigoted jerk.
In my time in […]