With regards to food, Thanksgiving is a holiday that's easy to side-eye; it's like a celebration of gluttony, and of course gluttony is bad ( Read more... )

I seem to have taken the weekend off.

What actually happened was that I spent all evening Saturday watching the despecialized versions of the original trilogy -- Star Wars, again -- with friends, and I didn't get back to Mom's until well after midnight. And then yesterday was Easter, which I spent with the fam, but when I thought about writing ( Read more... )

Sometimes I have occasion to realize, or remember, the degree to which my brother looks up to me. That's been our dynamic for all of his life, and nearly all of mine, but sometimes I actually remember this, and every time it's humbling ( Read more... )

I write at night, often before I blog, and sometimes if I am really into a scene it's hard to remember what else I've done today, to find something worth talking about and post here ( Read more... )

One of the wonderful things about growing older is the way I can watch my relationships grow, as well. I know I am not especially old right now, but I have been circling the sun for almost three decades, and lately I've begun to notice dimensions of life I hadn't perceived before. It may seem obvious to say that I've realized people are dynamic -- ( Read more... )

Yesterday my brother and I pushed ourselves around his place of work on wheeled, spinny office chairs. The floor is really, really smooth, and the whole place is one big room with desks and shelves and things, and also it was after-hours so we were the only two in there. He only won the race because he's had more practice ( Read more... )

Scrolling through Facebook and found some startlingly familiar pictures...

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Well whew, here I am back in the US, and back with Roy and Priscilla in Naperville, Illinois. It's the first time I've been able to visit since June 2013, and it's so good to see them again. They met me at the airport this morning, whisked me back to their house and fed me five kinds of food for breakfast, since I admitted I was a bit hungry. We've ( Read more... )

Yesterday I went over to my great Aunt Miriam's for an afternoon of dominoes, since we didn't get to play on Christmas. I'd promised her that I'd come again and we could play a couple of rounds; what I didn't envision was the mighty dominoes tournament the afternoon actually contained. Fourteen games, from twelve to zero. I won five times. ( Read more... )

Subject line: "How the heck did you get on the cover of this week's THE NEW YORKER???"

(me: Oh dear what did my organization/Iraq/activists/tree-hugger types do now?)

(*opens the email*)

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