Tag: pedantry
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The other day, I was trying to explain to a friend why a recent concert left me disappointed. The crowd was great (save for the tall girls standing directly in front me of me – the pains of being a short live music fan, I suppose), the performer in question actually sounded better live than…
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I’ve been visiting my family for the last few days and I’ve been thinking a lot about productivity. My father and I were discussing deadlines (this pseudo vacation happens to be full of them) of the physical vs. intellectual variety and the usefulness of putting conditions on work that normally requires creativity and inspiration to…
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A few months ago, I wrote about 2010 being the Year of The Guinea Pig. I thought this was an appropriate juncture to revisit the topic and update you with lessons that I’ve gleaned from the experience to date. It’s not an exhaustive list and some of these points deserve (and will get) their own…
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List Served is a semi-regular feature wherein I present you with an ordered grouping of (at least tangentially) related points. I love lists and the internet loves ephemeral minutiae. It’s all good. Photo by Alyssa L. Miller A Sampling of Thoughts Crossing My Mind in the Wee Small Hours of The Morning When I Should…
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For want of a nail the shoe was lost. For want of a shoe the horse was lost. For want of a horse the rider was lost. For want of a rider the battle was lost. For want of a battle the kingdom was lost. And all for the want of a horseshoe nail. We…
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Today, we’re putting a new twist on old-school self help. Have you noticed that we don’t often ask ourselves questions, at least not of the exploratory variety. Sure, there’s the rhetorical What am I going to do now? OMG, where are my keys? Why can’t I ever finish a carton of soy milk before it…
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I’m curious as to what weighs most heavily on your minds and the aspects of your lives in which you’d like a little cosmic fairy godmothering. Please feel free to add your own response if none of those on offer fit the bill.
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So, I’ve been sporadically watching the Olympics. And I’ve noticed something. Well, two somethings. The first being that tapered white sweat pants as part of an official uniform is an abomination. Ralph Lauren should be ashamed. God, even Dov Charney and the American Apparel misogyny machine could have turned out something more wearable. And secondly…
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When I recognize that I’ve been having variations on the same conversation with multiple people, it’s usually a good indicator that the subject matter might be something worth writing about. This week, it’s been the emotional aspect of growing up. I discussed the material nature last week and the disconnect a lot of Gen Yers…
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Last fall, I got into the habit of getting off the bus a few stops early and walking a couple of miles home at the end of the day. I would sling my messenger bag over my shoulder, turn up the volume on Matt Nathanson’s Some Mad Hope on my mp3 player (well over a…
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