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Earthquake weather
They say earthquake weather is a myth, but lots of Los Angeles writers have used it as a metaphor for that feeling that maybe the hot wind is trying to tell you something or that the earth, at a particular … Continue reading
Summer Anthems, One More Time
I let my students out of their final and told them all, “Have a good summer.” I had to come down on them, this morning. There was a thing with grading, and grades, and whether they had to complete the … Continue reading
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On Ye Olde Ren Faire and Nerdery At Large
I started out high school wearing, most days, a black denim jacket embroidered with a white mask and the words “The Phantom of the Opera.” Yeah. This fact still makes me blush. I was aware that my love of musicals … Continue reading
Thanks
The steady stream of pictures on FB: Turkey stuffing cranberries asparagus tofurkey and harvest-themed centerpieces… This must have happened before this year? But somehow this year, maybe I’m more addicted to the screen… I was surprised. Other people’s Thanksgiving meal, … Continue reading
Match point
Scotch after dinner vs. swimming laps at dawn. The moment the sky turns gray-pink like the underbelly of a river dolphin and the fluorescent lights around the pool switch off vs. the moment the hot water hits my skin in … Continue reading
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Upon Buying A Medicine Cabinet at IKEA
The Ikea problem comes to a head in the bathroom section, where I have what I can only describe as an existential crisis. Who am I? Has it come to this? What does this medicine cabinet mean? The crisis is … Continue reading
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Resurrect and Re-enter
We stayed in a bed and breakfast in Wales that was also a farm: A pair of amicable pigs with wet snouts, bunnies in cages, palomino donkeys up on the hill. Black bantam chickens and a pair of handsome copper … Continue reading
Dear 17 Year-old Self,
The fictional American version of high school inhabited by Molly Ringwald and Andrew McCarthy and John Cusack simply does not exist. I know this is hard for you to hear. But you will never wake up and just be Samantha … Continue reading
Drive All Night
I used to want to check out every diner up and down NY-22 and I-90. I remember one that rose up off an embankment as you came around a bend, a curve of silver windows like the hull of a … Continue reading
The Problem With Me
I am in Marina Del Rey because I have spent money on a workshop about pitching freelance ideas. (That’s not the problem. That’s fine, in theory.) Backstory: I was once a journalist. Hones to G-d. People paid me enough to … Continue reading