“Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.” Harvey Fierstein It is all too easy to succumb to the desire to be liked. Loneliness is a … Continue reading →
Those of you who have been with me a while know that I’m superstitious about carrying my umbrella everywhere. It hasn’t rained in a while, because our winter was too flippin’ cold for rain, but this week we got our … Continue reading →
We’re almost to the end of the A-Z Challenge! You still with me? Drink some coffee, walk around the block, jump up and down a bit to get the blood flowing. There. Better? Thought so. Today is T for Tailor. … Continue reading →
Pumping Station: One is a hackerspace located here in Chicago. Part of a growing movement of makerspaces and tech labs, the defining characteristic of a hackerspace isn’t the stuff in it, it’s the community and culture that create it. Simply … Continue reading →
Rachel. My muse, my boss, and my taskmistress. She dragged my ass all over Goose Island, wandering up and down every street twice – but not the Division Street bridge (because that went off the island, see). When I finally … Continue reading →
In my weaving class, I am making a quesquemitl, a type of poncho that is made from a continuous piece of fabric – and, thus, a popular choice for handweavers. The photo above is from Wikipedia, of a garment on … Continue reading →
I adore non-bill mail. I started sending cards to friends and now we have a little network that sends each other actual cards in, you know, the mailbox. Pretty awesome. What do you think of postal mail?
Continue reading →I find, that of all the choices we make each day, the choice to be an optimist is the most underrated. It’s considered by some to be naive, even. But consider this: if we didn’t try, if we didn’t do … Continue reading →
This is my favorite Noonhour episode. I read one of the pieces I wrote for the March FADness competition, which was a new prompt each day in the month of March. That month I wrote 31 different flash fiction pieces … Continue reading →
Money. la la la (Think Pink Floyd.) (If you don’t know who they are, then I give up.) ANYway, where was I? Money! la la la… Today, in the States, it’s Tax Day – time to pay the tax man … Continue reading →
