Hello again! It's been a while.Read More
Sometimes, my community behaves exactly as expected. For instance, we're into the distribution season of jam-club, so we put out a quick google survey asking people what they wanted. Three different people forgot to include their names. Three! I probably shouldn't be surprised, considering half the community finds google calendar an insurmountable technical challenge, but still.Read More
Hello! Does the news make you want to cry right now? Because between the tax bill, net neutrality, public lands and everybody being fired for sexual harassment, this has not been an easy week to stay optimistic in America. The night the tax bill passed the Senate, a friend of mine texted me the words "ordinary life is a nightmare" and I can't even say it was hyperbolic. On Saturday, five thousand Utahns turned out to hear tribal leaders speak about protecting sacred lands, and just this morning we lost two million acres of national monument.
(Also, I jogged for exactly 19 minutes last week and I think I'm still sore. This is not remotely important in reality, but my emotional response to it was dramatic.)Read More
Guys, I'm getting weird. I mean, it's one thing to emotionally depend on her for my weekly dose of cathartic feminist rage, but I'm pretty sure cooking dinner based on Samantha Bee's old interviews is crossing a bridge into crazy stalker land. Like, if I asked someone where a recipe came from, and their answer was "an interview with my favorite comedian", I'd be pretty weirded out... but here I am, eating this thing for lunch again and using all my neighbor's kale.Read More
I ate my first tortilla española in Spain on a foreign language exchange trip I really kind of hated. I was genuinely irritated about how minimally academic the whole thing was, a reaction which perfectly encapsulates the nerdy, well-meaning, privileged brat I was at seventeen. I saw Goya's dark room, ate perfect grilled sardines and learned the difference between tea and infusion by myself at a beautiful old cafe- and somehow, I resented feeling like I hadn't earned them. I mean really- would my doing more homework have made the trip any less of a gift from my parents?Read More