Regret is such a short word…and yet it stretches on forever.” Renata Suzuki I, like many, thought in 2016 that Hillary Clinton was certain to win. Donald Trump was showing us who he was on a daily basis. The Access Hollywood tape, asking Russia to hack the DNC, calling women pigs,bankrupting two casinos and stiffing contractors were just examples of his lack of … Continue reading Hindsight: 2020
This is Tsu (Tsunami) a big beautiful blue wave created by a local PDX Democracy Club. Every action during the 2018 midterms garnered a sticker, representing a drop in the wave. Perhaps you’re like me, inspired, excited and charged to make change, and five minutes later, whatever new action you want to take looks too … Continue reading How many tiny ripples make a wave?
I once read that everyone believes they are the hero of their own story. Don’t believe me? Next time someone goes on about an encounter they had, listen to how they frame it. “Sure,” your dopey cousin will tell you, “I hit that runner in the road, but the sun was in my eyes, and … Continue reading Starve a Fever: Not on my Watch!
Today my kid was supposed to be in NYC, celebrating her birthday with a few of her buddies. A dear friend was supposed to be heading to Hawaii to take her grandkids on a long-awaited vacation and we had been looking forward to showing my parents Washington DC at the end of the month. Another … Continue reading Life Interrupted…
In which I recommend a dozen post-apocalyptic/ pandemic books Ever since humans have known of a beginning, we’ve imagined the end. One of my favorite literary genres has been post-apocalyptic, not because I’m a sick puppy (okay, maybe I am to a degree) but because I’m fascinated with stories where we peel back every layer … Continue reading Reading in the Time of Coronavirus
Walk with me while I tell you a story, right? That’s the premise of my blog. But what about the stories that are going into my head as I walk? First of all, I walk a lot. Wasabi gets me out there every day, come rain or shine. When I was in Portland, I sometimes … Continue reading The Stories in my Head
I love the holidays. I love the sight of a newly decorated Christmas tree, its branches bearing the history of holidays past, I love the smells of molasses and ginger cookies which I bake only at this time of the year, and I love the music which, in our house, I'm not allowed to play … Continue reading The Gift of the Year*
Lady Gaga's crowd at Stad du France, 2012 I suck at math. Ask anyone who’s known me for more than a few days and they’ll universally agree, that I just don’t do numbers. Which is why it’s nearly impossible for me to wrap my head around anything like algebra, compound interest, angstroms and estimating crowd size. What … Continue reading What’s in a Number?
Remember those 80's brain on drugs ads? Can it be fixed? I have a lot of beefs against Facebook these days. The privacy violations, breaking democracy, and the mounting evidence that Mark Zuckerberg doesn’t give a shit about anything but making as much money as possible. But a concern that hits closer to home is … Continue reading Facebook Broke My Brain
A number of years ago, I went to my friend Kris' piano recital. I had known her for years, but till then, had never seen play. We were the kind of friends who went on trips, celebrated Thanksgiving and had each other on speed dial. After I saw her perform I said to her, “it … Continue reading What’s in my room?