[photo: Randy L. Rasmussen, Portland Oregonian] Dear President Obama, Are you seeing this? Do you see what’s happening to the youth and the grass roots movements for change in our country? Are you reading the same reports and watching the same images I am? Does it make your blood boil? These are community organizers, and passionate youth, and believers in… Read more →
Category: The Not-So-Trivial
Unemployment: Not Just a River in Egypt.
Us, December 2008 In January of 2009 I lost my job. I was 27 years old, and I’d never suffered a single day of financial hardship. Sure…I thought I had. I mean, I never did get that pony I wanted. But the reality was, I had no fucking clue what financial hardship actually was in January of 2009. A few… Read more →
Here’s The Thing…{On The Epidemic of Bullying.}
Growing up I was lucky never to be on the business end of the bullying stick. Not in the traditional sense. I somehow escaped that horror of the formative years. But these reports of sexual harassment running rampant in grades 7-12 are striking a chord I didn’t realize I had to strike. These are memories I haven’t thought about… Read more →
Hey, It’s Me Again.
I never know how to come back from heavy stuff. All week I’ve read my friends beautiful posts over and over and thought “I gotta wrap this up” but how do you wrap up something like this? Especially when I still have posts I want to link to like THIS ONE from my fellow NYU Alum {link very graphic} Tracy… Read more →
Melaina: Creepy Internet Friend
I didn’t know Melaina (not her name) on 9/11, but I know her now…as the infectious Ex-Pat Mom of a toddler in Glasgow whom I became friends with despite continents and oceans between us. Until Melaina, I had never known anyone who was living in DC on 9/11 – she was a 21-year-old student at The George Washington University. This… Read more →
Lindsey Anthony: Playwright, Thinker, Documentarian
A world no longer familiar When I try to recall the my life on 9/11, what comes are moments, feelings, a handful of lines, but somewhere a loose story that is pieced together by bursts of panic, what I think are my own memories washed with the images playing non-stop on the news, and a narrative that gets further away… Read more →
Amy Hunt: Speech Pathologist, Thrift Store Connoisseur, Romantic.
{Amy and I on the roof of our East Village Apartment, 9.11.2001 — M} At 8:45am on September 11th, 2001, I went to class. I woke up early that morning, before my alarm had gone off, presumably because the noise of the first airplane startled me awake. I watched as the second airplane hit the World Trade Center and the… Read more →
You Can Fly! You Can Fly!
Don’t judge me. And if you like helping babies, click HERE to help me win a donation of $5,000 to the Getty Owl Foundation. All it takes is a “like.” Here’s the thing: I know it’s annoying when sites force you to post to your Facebook wall to vote, but honestly? No one is going to unfriend you on… Read more →
Two Degrees.
I got this in the mail this week: And I was pretty floored. A meal bar for me = a meal for the hungry? Dee and I busted open both the Bars (delicious, addictive, amazing) and the nutrition pack that Two Degrees so wisely sent…because you know I wanted to know what kind of nutrition my shopping at Whole Foods… Read more →
What’s in the Bag?! (A Hint, it’s Swag.)
So you and I met at BlogHer and I gave you one of my goodie bags. I bet we were like best friends. I can’t wait to see you at BlogHer12. Anyway, the bag you’re holding… I nearly lost my marbles over this one, but as a result there are some VERY cool sposnsors who wanted to share goodies… Read more →