I met a professional clown last night. And if you’re afraid of clowns, keep reading. He’s not an “I’m-having-an-emotional-life-crisis-because-I-just-moved-to-Brooklyn-and-am-trying-to-make-an-excuse-for-why-I’m-poor” clown. He actually makes a living for himself, his wife, and his child. From clowning. I first thought about asking why in the hell one would ever want to be a clown, but decided to go with [...]
Archive | June, 2012
Introvert Incognito
Few people who have met me would describe me as shy. When I was tiny enough to stand on the benches at the Greek restaurant around the corner from our house, I would chatter away to whatever strangers were attempting to enjoy a night out in the adjacent booths and on more than one occasion, [...]
on a bit of change…
Things are changing. Myself, mostly. I can feel it. Even though those closest to me may not yet detect any sort of difference, at least I know it’s there. Kind of like when you lose five pounds or try a new shampoo. You’re waiting for someone to give you that look of admiration, to cock [...]
Pastports
Last spring, my husband and I were invited to join his family for a trip to Italy. Because we never go anywhere, we jumped at the chance. Also because we never go anywhere, we both had expired passports. The last time I renewed my passport I was a junior in high school. I was supposed [...]
It’s Not Okay, Guys
It dawns on me that I know a disturbing amount of women who’ve been attacked by men. Like, more than ten. // Recently I found myself in a conversation about women being a bit more careful. About keeping a head about men they didn’t know quite well enough to inherently trust. I was advocating paying [...]
Do You Believe In Magic?
Over the past few weeks I’ve been reading some anti-brunch paraphernalia on the Internet, and I feel obliged to defend brunch’s honor. We are, after all, pretty damn close. We spend almost every weekend together. I almost feel like brunch is one of my best friends. Here in DC, brunch is a Big Deal. Starting as early [...]
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I roll my eyes a lot. I’ve become fairly skilled at refraining from actually rolling them, but I’m rolling them on the inside. I roll my eyes at the internet all day long. At people who can’t seem to make a decision without input from Twitter, at people who fish for attention and compliments, at people [...]
Our First
I think it’s safe to say I’ve always been a bit of a romantic. Those who used to read my old blog will roll their eyes and grumble, “No shit.” Maybe it was the perfect mix of cheap beer, the sweltering Los Angeles heat and the fact that I was watching back-to-back episodes of The [...]
Lessons in Sisterhood
“I’m Lauren and I’m seven. This is Cara and she’s five.” I spoke these words whenever we met someone new. Cara would be a half step behind me, grabbing onto the back of my shirt, smiling sweetly but not speaking. When I was two, she entered my life. Throughout the early years, she was shy, [...]
More Ink
This land is flat. I can’t see where the world curls around the world the way I can back home. The sunsets are shy, hiding behind buildings. I hunt for them but they mock me. They make a crane of me as I strain my neck searching for some kind of ending. That doesn’t make [...]
