My Spanish host sister just emailed me this photo of us after her wedding this summer. Not only had I forgotten this was ever taken, but I am enormously relieved that it's not terrible. For example, I am not slouching to bring my height into accord with the local standard. It happens.


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This year I went as a Roy Lichtenstein girl.


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I think if I were a celebrity, I would secretly go out disguised not with a baseball cap and big sunglasses, like all these lazy-bones do, but in a gorilla mask. That way nobody could tell it was me.

I should've known in 7th grade, when that bloody girl said, "I think you can judge a person by their shoes." She was a field hockey player, and funny, and about the only 7th grade girl I knew besides myself who wasn't embarrassed by her untanned skin-she even took pride in it-so she had some credibility. I wore gray Chuck Taylors at the time. ( Read more... )

I spent an inordinate amount of time as a teen unintentionally reading articles from medical journals.

Quite possibly my favorite five minutes of Sesame Street.

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Getting ready for the annual trip up north, for which packing light is a virtue, I realized the need (really, the longtime absence) in my wardrobe for a simple elastic-waisted skirt. I'm thinking of the kind of thing you can just pull on over a bathing suit with a T-shirt ( Read more... )

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I entered this article about Rivers Cuomo skeptical, but I caught up with the author on about the second page, when she started writing about Pinkerton:

Then, "Pinkerton" came out. "Pinkerton" is the Weezer album that dudes like; or, in our current discourse, “the best Weezer album.”

Oh, otherwise-unknown-music-writer, how did you know?
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