I’ve been on a philosophical kick lately, mainly existential. I’m wading through Being and Nothingness now and probably will be for some time. It’s a weighty read, not only because of the special terminology and constant references to other philosopher’s works (some familiar, others not so much), but because it sends my mind spinning in […]
I was on my way to the kitchen, crossing the dark foyer, when he came downstairs to find me. It was early, maybe around 6:30, but already dark as midnight. I heard him from the shadows as he called my name, said, “You have to see this.” His vague shape with its familiar angles disappeared
I am the first to admit that I am no girly-girl. I don’t buy new clothes each season. I don’t have a flair for accessorizing. But I will also admit that a stylish shirt and a pair of pants that fit my curves just right can do wonders to boost my mood. Until I look
I went to see Eddie Izzard last night and had a momentary realization of what it feels like to be a groupie. Watching him strut around the stage, listening to him talk with that sexy accent (yes, I’m a sucker for a British accent, okay, for most accents), I had an overwhelming desire to meet
A quick picture that went wrong and then a little right. Not perfect, but that’s life. I recently painted one of my bathrooms a deep, bold blue. Daring Indigo. (don’t you love the names of paint colors?) It’s a half-bath and I was a little worried about using it in a such a small space,
