We are the sleeping giant

It’s Day Eleven of the new world. We’re still here. It still snows and we are all delighted. There’s still music and food and the river and Joe Biden memes and friends. We are scared and our fears are more than justified. There have been at least 71 … [Read more...]

The unimaginable

It’s day three in our new American nightmare. The thing we could not possibly imagine has happened. Again this morning I woke up and let the reality settle in. Yes, we did this. We elected him. This is happening. This is real. This is not a hot … [Read more...]

Why I no longer want Audrey Hepburn’s body

Last weekend, our re-booted local movie palace, The Ohio Theater, showed the first movie in their new incarnation as a non-profit. The movie was Charade, with Audrey Hepburn and Cary Grant. A great flick and a great crowd. I’ve always loved Cary … [Read more...]

Bringing the beach home with you

I spent the last five or six days on the beach in Florida on an extended fall break. In the process, I may have figured out the key to happiness. This is probably not surprising. The key to happiness does not involve social media or faculty … [Read more...]

Five years

I got married five years ago today. I was thirty-six. I didn’t know what I was doing. I’m still not sure I know what I’m doing now. I never really wanted to be married. It wasn’t something I dreamt or fantasized about. I only played house when the … [Read more...]

The end of the summer, 2015

It's been a long, strange summer and on Monday, it'll officially be over for me as classes start back up. I spent the first part of the summer at loose ends and in a bit of a funk. It felt like it was only in July that I was really able to settle … [Read more...]

Book Review: The Open Road

The Open Road: The Global Journey of the Fourteenth Dalai Lama, by Pico Iyer, is not a biography. It’s not a treatise on Tibetan Buddhism or an examination of the political situation of Tibet as a nation. Pico Iyer is a travel writer, so true to the … [Read more...]


This  morning, I deleted Twitter and Facebook from everywhere but my computer. Off of my phone that goes with me everywhere. Off my iPad, which I check every time I walk by where it usually sits on a table in the kitchen. I have pushed myself back … [Read more...]

Full fathom five thy father lies

Day Three of National Poetry Month--why not Shakespeare? There's something about the last stanza of this song from The Tempest that sticks with me. I don't know why. Can't imagine the first time I heard it. In my head, this is the only part of … [Read more...]

On turning 41

I turned 41 yesterday and it was a good day. No, I didn't turn 25 again. I'm not stuck at 30. If you ask me how old I am, I'll generally tell you. I don't think that's a rude question. I'm 41 and pretty happy about it. Forty-one is well past the … [Read more...]