rolled upon by the lonely feelings

If April is the cruelest month, then June is just one big, unforgiving clusterfuck. I won’t whine too much here, because it’s over and we survived and really, how fascinating can delayed flights and illness and rain actually be anyway? When we perish of the swine flu which I am certain has plagued us lo [...]

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to the invisible country

We finally saw Milk the other night, and as we watched Sean Penn’s remarkable portrayal of Harvey Milk’s inimitable spirit, of his ongoing courage despite loss after loss after loss, there was this odd sense of time catching up with itself as an eerily similar struggle plays out in the voting booths and halls of [...]

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keep me always at it

What could be more tedious than housework? Reading about housework, of course. Or so I thought, until I kept finding myself rammed halfway through posts scattered around the intertubes, all strangely devoted to domestic duties (hi DoctorMama and the modernity ward!) and actually rather intrigued by it all.
Housework is one of those rare topics that [...]

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