I read this today on my lunch break. While in this case it’s a screenwriter putting the kibosh on doing favors for strangers, I think all of us with a specialized skill can relate. (This is also why attorneys are usually my favorite freelance clients – they pay promptly and totally “get” how annoying/insulting it [...]
I’m short on patience these days — which is not news, and I’m sure I’ve said it before. Maybe it’s one of those end-of-your-twenties things, the pressure of the bud before the bloom my thirties have been promised to be by so many older friends. I think complaints should come with a plan of action [...]
I received a letter in my post office box today. Now, I believe the person/people who sent it are well-meaning. All the same, the contents infuriated me. At first, I thought I was just crabby because it asked for money. The more I thought about it, though, the angrier I got. I was asked to [...]
This week, especially, it seems that the internet is just for some people to let you see the ugliest side of their personalities. Before you argue on the internet, remember: Nobody cares as much as you do. But, if they do, before you go spewing invective or making generalizations: glass houses. Yes, I’m talking to [...]
We were in the car yesterday when Stephen stumbled upon The Rise of the ‘Brogrammer’ (I was driving) and he immediately began grumbling about it. He talks about the article over at his place. I know I’m lucky to have him.
Things I think about while driving all over Midtown to find an easily-accessible UPS box to send back my Warby Parker home try-ons: Somewhere, in some coastal town, two small-time politicians are reconciling when one ascends to the next level. Their disagreements began over beach reclamation. And a copy editor is pondering whether or not [...]
I’m thinking about older brothers today. I only have a younger brother, but my husband is an older brother. The prodigal son had an older brother too. The parable of the prodigal (which means “wasteful and extravagant,” not “returning with tail tucked between his legs”) son is about salvation. The father is God, the elder [...]
- from (where else?) a tumblr called “My Daguerrotype Boyfriend”
This week … didn’t go as I thought it would when I went to bed on Sunday night, to say the least. So much I wanted to do but just couldn’t focus — too busy worrying, fretting, worrying, fretting, worrying some more. And the first thing to go was training. I’m feeling it, too; I’m [...]