Few Americans who have not lived outside America realize how American graham crackers are. They are one of a number of American things that non-Americans either instantly recognize as being quintessentially American, or else have never heard of. Things like red solo cups, peanut butter, and brownies. I myself didn't realize this until, sometime during … Continue reading On graham crackers and biscuits.
When I started out on my hair journey, Purple hair was always supposed to be my end game. Not anymore. I'm putting a bookmark in this series for now, but I'll finish when I'm ready.
I turn thirty today, and it seemed worth a moment of reflection. That said, I’ve struggled to decide what I want to say. On the one hand: I’m actually quite happy to be thirty. My twenties were a great decade, but I’ve gotten tired of the reflexive condescension people throw your way when they realize … Continue reading On turning thirty.
I rounded out 2017 with a stack of murder mysteries, which ran the gauntlet from 1920's London to 2010's LA.
Tolkien's love of language inspired not only the creation of Middle Earth, but my love of language, too. Here's what I wrote to honor him at my brother's recent Tolkien feast.
I sometimes forget to be thankful for mundane things. Like socks. I'm really, really thankful for socks.
I fell behind on my reading list, so this is what I've been up to for most of 2017.