Monthly Archives: February 2012

Confession:  I am wildly prone to crushes.   But these crushes do not limit themselves to the bright and chronically disinterested men to whom I seem to be inexplicably drawn.  No no.  They often are what I call “academic crushes” … Continue reading →

Like most people, I have interests.  Mine, unfortunately, have a distinct tendency to gravitate towards the somewhat odd.  I try not to talk too much about these things, lest I convince strangers that I am totally banana-cakes or bore my … Continue reading →

Recently I noticed that every day quite a few folks find their way over to N&D by Googling “lonely” or “loneliness.” Doesn’t that make you feel sad?  That there are people out there who may be so lonely they have … Continue reading →

The topic of violence is one that has dominated conversations in Occupy for months now.  It is hard and complicated and means so many things to so many people.  And it has been, at least for me, draining.  When I … Continue reading →

I love stories. Like, a lot. I come this great big family of story tellers.  They are all a lot better and a lot funnier than I am, if I am being honest about it.   Family gatherings, for as long … Continue reading →

Reblogged from Near and Dear from Afar: I stole this from his blog. Lovely, no? I had drinks with my friend Arthur tonight.  He is excessively lovely and I was far too talkative.  The things a beer will do to … Continue reading →

Can I point out that right now I somehow seem to be the reluctant owner a juicer, a coffee maker, and a blender but not a single glass?  My life is pushing the bounds of absurd. The problem is, I … Continue reading →

A friend and I got into a spirited political debate yesterday.  He was frustrated -which I understand – because I wouldn’t declare an ideology, pick a team, line up with a side.  He wanted to know – what am I? … Continue reading →

I once asked my friend Andrew what he was on his way to go do.  His response was “Oh. I’m going to go smash rocks against other bigger rocks.”   This was not a euphemism for anything. Totally getting that today.  I … Continue reading →

If the man who gives away his last shirt found no pleasure in doing so, he would not do it.  If he found pleasure in taking bread from a child, he would do that but this is distasteful to him. … Continue reading →