Ridiculously, I’m planting seeds in dirt today. It’s a bizarre enterprise – there is no way these little tiny flecks – some smaller than a sesame seed – are going to turn into anything. Our balcony gets beaucoup sunlight in summer (we...
Oh, sure, there are plenty of adjectives – horrifying, dumbfounded, abject, shocking – to describe our feelings during this long year. Nouns too: dismay, fear, relief, uncertainty. We have nothing but our old words to label the new, so it makes...
January 20, 2021 is going to be a banner day, as we file that creep away in the “Odious, traitorous, menacing orange slimeball” category. DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON YOUR WAY OUT, YOU SCUMBAG A**HAT! Go enjoy your ignominy in Mar-A-Lago, where they don’t want you...
Ever since I’ve been traveling out of Tunisia’s airport I’ve been buying and gifting these stuffed camels. I love ’em – they’re simple and cute and very inexpensive. Turns out there’s a store and workshop (ahem, atelier) where...
It’s about walking around my neighborhood in December, and in fact for much of 2020. It’s about enjoying unfolding scenes and lovely weather and good company. It’s about a new year full of promise, and a pause before it really gets rolling....
Gene Culver takes the reins of the post today, to lambaste Limbaugh and his ilk. And to propose a creative solution: how about just one week of silence from these fountains of lies? The author, pensive in his Pashto hat With no further ado, Dad’s brief but...
