You’d think with all this pandemicky time on my hands I’d be spitting out blog posts left and right. Turns out that’s not happening, clearly. In fact, not a whole lot has been happening lately. Amiright? Are we nearing the end of COVID or not? Do we need a mask when walking from the car…
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To Normal & Beyond
Me & Huds. January, 2021. I’m sitting here tonight on a mission. On my desk are about twenty notebook pages covered in blue writing, the edges of each jagged and messy from being ripped from their spiral home. My handwriting appears neat from a distance but on closer inspection one can see blue splotches dotting…
Fall’s Forecast for the Future: Mostly Fine
So this post was written months ago and must have been tossed aside by moi because it's awful and/or I forgot about it altogether. Either way, I liked it when I read it this morning -- grammatical and spelling errors and all! Guys. At long last fall has arrived. I wasn’t sure it would ever…
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A Witch Named Regret
Decisions. We make hundreds of them a day. Most are not very important. Cold Brew or Latte? Black joggers or Lululemon speed tights? Red wine or white? (Let’s be serious these days it’s all the wine). Alas, day in and day out, as we bob and weave through the endless options and choices and routes…
Life’s Creative Seam
I walk around all day with a voice in my head – apparently my very good friend Paulina does as well. This year it’s been especially chatty, something I assume has to do with the end-of-days vibe CNN so joyfully puts to music from dawn until, well, dawn. I’ve also spent more time alone this…
Keep Both Eyes Open
So here we are. It’s the end of April. Was April an extremely busy month for anyone else? No? Maybe? It was for us. And by us I mean Hudson and me. As I sit in my bedroom writing this, Hudson is lazing on the bed behind me. Every few minutes I can hear his…
The Odds Look Good
The funny thing about siblings is that you live your whole lives (in a lot of cases) parallel to one another. It’s like 200 meter hurdles but you don’t know when the hurdles are coming. One of you might be a faster runner but the other might have better ups. If you’re older you might…
12/10 Would Recommend
Blogging is so weird. I’ve realized that it’s just a series of essays complaining about various injustices in life - so I’d like to change my go-to name for mine from non-blog to something more fitting... complog? That sounds like a piece of IKEA furniture, how about a combo of whining and blog? Maybe actually…
The Dog Hair Diaries 