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.