the long goodbye
I’m about to get a new phone, you guys. A smart phone. I’m so close I can taste it. And it...
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Author: lyn
home again
Visiting my family in Michigan always leaves me feeling a little bit like I’ve slipped the fragile...
Read Morea plea (or two)
Hi, guys. Hi. I don’t normally like to do this, because I feel like we’re inundated with appeals to donate to various organizations from every angle. But you’ve got to pimp the causes that are important to you,...
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what is the what
I feel I owe you an explanation for my almost-sorta-three-weeks of blog silence. So, here it is:...
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in the aeroplane over the sea
When I booked my tickets to Detroit, the email confirmation read “Republic Airlines on behalf of United.” This made me frown slightly, for Republic is not among the airlines at my tiny Santa Barbara regional airport, nevermind...
Read Moreuntil we meet again
Hey! Guess what! I’m going to Michigan this week! Right now, even, as this post goes up. Oh, how I wish I had a smartphone. If I did, I could use it to tweet things like, “Am sitting at airport bar.”...
Read Morewon’t you stay with me just a little longer
There are those times when maybe, you’ve gone to a bar. Listen. Listen for a minute. This is just a hypothetical situation. Maybe a friend has left her old job for a new one. You know? So she calls a meeting of the minds....
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the breaks
Oh, am I ever in a foul mood. I feel fouler than a duffle bag full of post-game rugby jerseys....
Read Morethey call me spooky
Hand to God, my father — my rational, mathematically-minded, hard science-loving, fiscally conservative Republican father — swears he saw a UFO. He was 17, and on the tractor. He’d just made a turn when he looked up and...
Read Moremixtape 14: feel it all around
So I know that last week I was talking about making a Cure playlist, which I never did get around to. Then again, last week was also chilly and rainy. Right now, not so much. Yesterday afternoon, in fact, it got so hot (87° F)...
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