A REAL DOOZY
Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve found myself frequently using the phrase, “a real doozy.” No idea where it came from, how I picked it up. I don’t recall ever saying it before, but now it’s all over the…
BE MY GUEST
I just finished reading a splendid book — Everything Sad is Untrue, by Daniel Nayeri. It’s an autobiographical novel written in the voice of an eleven-year boy, beautifully weaving together Persian myths, heroic legends, personal family history, and his own…
ONLY THIS
I watched a gorgeous documentary this week, Rivers and Tides: Andy Goldsworthy Working With Time. Andy Goldsworthy is an English sculptor who creates location-specific art out of the natural elements he finds on site — stone, twigs, ice, water, flowers.…
IF YOU TEACH A MAN TO FISH STICK
Almost every day, I encounter a new article warning about how Artificial Intelligence is going to change everything, or how it already has. Maybe it offers wondrous new advantages, maybe it’s the end of life as we know it. Maybe…
POWER TO THE PEOPLE
I kinda sorta had an idea of what I was going to write about this week, but then last night we went to see Christopher Nolan’s movie, Oppenheimer. So now my mind is a churning sea of paradox and ambivalence,…
GO BIG
On our recent trip to New York City, Travis and I visited Liberty Island and Ellis Island. Neither of us had ever been to either. It was quite moving. We were exhausted from an overnight flight, adjusting to 70% humidity,…
STATING THE OBVIOUS
I wrote down this title a few weeks ago after my friend Sheila said it to me. I don’t remember the substance of our exchange. We were chatting in the front studio of Maple Street Dance Space. She said something…
ON THE COB
Merriam-Webster, the dictionary, is one of THE BEST Instagram accounts that I follow. It’s witty, sassy, and informative. They offer a vocabulary-building word-of-the-day. Often, they share interesting etymological tidbits [did you know that “hoosegow,” the old wild-west term for a…
BUTTERFLY EFFECTS
Recently, I read a short piece about a woman who performed a wing transplant on a living monarch butterfly in Topeka, Kansas. When this butterfly emerged from her chrysalis, it was plain that one of her wings had not formed…
SOME SLACK
I’ve been noticing (again) how deeply uncomfortable I am with empty space. This week, I’ve been vexed by empty space in my calendar. It’s totally neurotic, but I feel an urgency, a compulsion, to fill it up. I worry that…