I grew up going to church: this beautiful, massive church in Winston-Salem, North Carolina: About six pews back from the front on the right belonged to Brunstetter. At a certain point, church started making me …
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Church, part 2.
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The Sun will come Out, on Friday
My New York, you are NAILING it right now. Despite the devastating damage, there is optimism and altruism. One day after the hurricane, Bars are open and thai food is delivered and people wander the …
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PLANE CRASH!
The Science Channel has a new show, called Plane Crash, in which they crash planes all in the name of science. If you’re a functioning human being like me who has spent countless hours wondering …
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Q. Guess what? A. Coloring.
Yesterday was kind of a crap day with some tears and introspection and frustration, for reasons I will not go into, as I refuse to let this be the kind of blog where I drag …
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Small Potatoes
In each young lady’s life, it is important that she remember that no matter what she’s accomplished, she is, in the grand scheme of things, small potatoes. She shouldn’t be sad about this, but instead, …
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NEVER AGAIN
The Oregon Trail play concerns middle school, a lot, so I’ve been thinking extra about that special, special time. I actually spend a fair amount of time in my regular life thinking about middle school. …
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Yes, Plane, Yes
I snuck back to NYC to attend the Pants NYC Premiere party. There was something about the impulsiveness of this trip that pretty much convinced me that I was sure to be met with aviation …
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Fear of toilets; cheese
FLASHBACK! I just remembered that when I was little, I was scared of toilets that had those cleaner things stuck inside of them because I assumed they were some strange butt-eating robots. This is somehow …
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Puzzled
I spent some time this past week on some fear of flying websites, attempting to self-medicate. People, I am one freak-out away from begging my gynecologist for Xanax. Which would probably cost me around five …
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CULTURE OF (HURRICANE) FEAR!
Hi, I’m still twelve years old. I still look to my Dad to tell my whether – or WEATHER – or not to be worried about something. When I was wee and in NC, we …