Book Reviews
FOMO? Nope. FOBI.
I remember being in my early twenties and becoming aware of how much larger the world was than the one my parents had showed me. I wanted to see all…
Ode to a Forty-Five Year Old String Bean
In first grade, we did a science experiment where we turned ordinary looking beans into bam-wham-zam! plants. Those plants, you might be surprised to learn, grew long string beans on…
One Bite at a Time
One day I will be dead, and I find this a comfort. Part of that is the oft-told, off-color joke, “I’ll rest when I’m dead.” And part of that is…
Predators Gonna Predate
I have to check myself from my predator instincts, but my dog doesn’t. We got our dog, Lincoln, from a shelter when he was three months old, so I can’t…
Separating the Art from the Artist
It feels like such a tired old thing to say that the internet and social media is both a curse and a blessing. But every day I think it’s truer.…
Schrodinger’s Corpse
Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to Schrodinger’s corpse. For those of you unfamiliar with Schrodinger’s cat, in a vastly oversimplified nutshell, Erwin Schrodinger was a quantum mechanist who…
The Stress At Your Desk Exercise Plan
I’ve always been easily startled. I think it’s a function of how deeply engrossed I get in whatever I’m doing. I’m truly not in the room that I’m in, not…
In Defense of Lying
Most of the time, I think we should tell the truth. But not always. And, if done correctly, I think you can lie a lot and still consider yourself an…
We’ve Surpassed Science Fiction
My husband and I were watching Mystery Science Theater 3000. If you’ve never watched MST3k, please remedy that right away. It’s basically stupid: the conceit is that it’s the future…
I’m Grateful for Fabric
Lately, I’ve been grateful for the existence of readily available fabric. I was lying in bed, between snoozes of the alarm clock, appreciating how warm and cozy and comfortable I…
