Note: I realize that the title of this entry is grammatically … problematic. But I’m crazy tired and really, really jet-lagged. Last week, when working on this post, I wasn’t all that surprised to find that most eponymous airports are named after aviation pioneers and politicians (the vast majority of whom were men). But I…
It’s Friday! I have a crapload of things to do, and thanks to the success of yesterday’s post, I now have an inbox full of requests to guest blog (I CAN’T TELL WHO IS JOKING AND WHO ISN’T ANYMORE). While I try to tackle the insurmountable task that is my email, you enjoy these links.…
I am at it again. Spending way too much time replying to spammy requests for guests posts or ads. Apparently I haven’t made it clear enough here or here. This time, I’ve started including photos and graphics in my replies, which I think is a nice touch. It really tells these people who haven’t…
The motivation for this post begins nearly a decade ago, which is kind of amazing, if you think about it, because Rand and I were very much a couple, even then. Can you imagine being with someone for more than a whole decade? It’s pure madness, and not at all the point of this…
It is a shockingly stunning Friday here in Seattle. It’s warm outside, the sun is shining, and the window to my office is wide open, letting in a breeze. The air almost smells like spring. Naturally, I am finding all of this kind of crazy distracting. It is very, very hard to stare at your…
I’ve been thinking a lot about Malaysia Airlines flight 370 which went missing days ago. I suppose everyone has. It’s strange and sad, and right now it’s an open-ended mystery, which I think must be excruciating for the family members of the 239 people who were on board. I honestly can’t imagine anything worse that not knowing.…
I love Portland. I think it’s because Portland doesn’t seem to care whether or not I love it. I find that sort of apathy-fueled confidence appealing, I think because I lack so much of it. I really, really, at all times want people to like me, and if they don’t, I spend way too…
Things never seem to turn out how I imagine they will. I don’t know if it’s because my expectations are too lofty, or if they aren’t lofty enough. But on some trips, things don’t quite fall into place. Nothing is how I envisioned it to be. Later, I scroll through my photos and find that…
I don’t know if it’s just me, but lately, so much of what I read or see online feels charged with emotion. There’s no apathy. Nothing feels phoned-in. It’s … well, beautiful, I guess. Occasionally sad. Really intense. As are a few of these links. I tried to throw a little levity in there, too,…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
Paperback Available March 11th
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