Yeah, yeah, I read Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love. The first third was enchanting: romantic failures! Heartbreak and obsession! Italy! The world’s best pizza! I lapped it up and roared for more. Then… then came many, many pages about the author’s search for enlightenment in India, which bored me stiffer than a prom queen’s hair. […]
*TRIGGER WARNING: If you frighten easily, the following post could be uncomfortable. Blood and dead animals will be mentioned. If you’ve been feeling depressed, anxious, or fed up with humanity, it may be best to click away for now. I’ve been there, pal, and surrealism is noooooo comfort.* Also, *SPOILER ALERT! I will be sayin’ […]
A sentimental tune for Sunday evening: While I get a little distracted by Shirley Ross’ hat— it takes me back to a certain candlestick maker— I have long loved this performance.
(All images used with permission. Photography by Mike Groves.) You may remember me. Short hair, bumpy face, vacant stare, used to blog occasionally? Sounding familiar? Things got a little messy in February. See, my boyfriend directs the university opera, and this year’s production was Strauss’ Die Fledermaus. The stage manager had to back out at […]
Last month, I read Marriage, a History: from Obedience to Intimacy, or How Love Conquered Marriage by Stephanie Coontz. Spiffy title, eh? The book’s even better! I will not attempt to summarize this book. For one thing, it’s over 400 pages long, and them pages is dense. (Not like those 20 large-print-words-per-page Harry Potter books.) […]
I have long loved this old Peggy Orenstein post, and I’m tempted to reference it almost daily. It was only a matter of time before I read Cinderella Ate My Daughter: Dispatches from the Front Lines of the New Girlie-Girl Culture. I enjoyed the first edition mightily (haven’t seen the 2012 version’s new material). […]
This weekend, I saw The Last of the Mohicans for the first time. My thoughts are as follows: 1. Don’t let the poster fool you: Daniel Day-Lewis was not the Last of the Mohicans. In fact, no one was. The Mahicans/Mohicans and Mohegans are alive and well. More accurate titles might include “Slaughter and […]
Some people ‘save’ sex for marriage. Some people save money for a rainy day. Me, I’m saving Jane Austen novels. I’ve read a couple and found them delicious from beginning to end. Therefore, I’m saving the rest. After all, I can never read them For The First Time again, and it’s not like she’ll […]
Tonight, I have been watching Monty Python: Almost the Truth while catching up on our mending. As Ian wandered through the living room, I told him “this episode’s about The Meaning Of Life. Never saw that one, both of my sisters warned me it was too disgusting.” Not half an hour later, I saw clips […]
Last Friday, I visited a first grade classroom. Why? Because when the going gets tough, the tough revert to childhood and cut symmetrical aliens out of construction paper. A first grade boy christened my creation “Alien X.” Good call, kid. The alien shall be prominently displayed in the small art gallery that doubles as our refrigerator.