A friend recently posed a question which required a serious answer: what's the difference between breakfast and brunch? Traditionally, the key differentiator has been time of day. One has breakfast in the morning, and brunch slightly later in the day, when it could reasonably overlap with lunch. So, anything before, say, 10:00 would necessarily be breakfast, … Continue reading The Difference between Breakfast and Brunch
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.
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 sometimes forget to be thankful for mundane things. Like socks. I'm really, really thankful for socks.
Thinking about ways to better channel my energy—less ranting, more productive problem solving.
Turns out I broke my elbow after slipping on some ice. Took me ten days to go see a doctor about it. Here's what I learned.
I learned a lot from playing Final Fantasy growing up: accept every side quest, explore everywhere, talk to everyone, and be tenacious.
I voted today. And while I was inside the polling booth, an altercation broke out in the parking lot. Two women yelled at each other, and the police came.
A spider lives in my room. It spun a thread across an unexpected intersection of wall and door and floor, a single, long strand which I walked through the other day without noticing, and now it drifts in the breeze of my fan, one end anchored to my carpet, intermittently catching the light as it sways in and out of … Continue reading What I saw from the sun in my window