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107 Federal Street back in business
My sister and I write a blog together about our childhood called 107 Federal Street (our childhood home address). It’s my underhanded way of mining my sister for stories about our childhood that I can one day use for a … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Recommended Reading/Viewing
Tagged 107 federal street, blog, bogging, sister
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I’m not spiteful. I’m “aggressively moralistic.”
For a long time, I have claimed that spite is one of the best reasons to do anything. I’ve cited examples in which authors and scientists have used spite to motivate them to great achievements. I’ve written about how spite … Continue reading
Jack’s magic beans have a better chance of working than this.
I live in a perpetual state of existential crisis. Though I may have been born this way, I suspect that two near-death experiences and an armed robbery that left me with a decade long bout with PTSD contributed to my … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Science
Tagged existential crisis, existentialism, near death, post traumatic stress disorder, ptsd, robbery, tylenol
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More like six percent
A friend called to tell me that he had given my name as a reference on a recent job application. “If they call you, please be nice,” he said. “Why would you even give them my name if you didn’t … Continue reading
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When was the last time you had a pillow fight?
On the day of his assassination, Martin Luther King Jr. had a pillow-fight in his motel room. I love this. I’m so happy that he was able to experience such joy on his last day. As a twenty-something, my friends … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, History/Politics
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I told me so.
One year ago today, I set up an “I told you so” event on my infamous “I told you so” calendar. After writing about WeddingGiftRefund.com, a business that allowed you to purchase insurance on wedding gifts in the event that … Continue reading
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Is there be anything more tragic than a left handed kid stuck with a right handed baseball glove?
It just occurred to me this week: I am left handed. I am very clearly left handed. I have always been left handed. Yet the first baseball glove that my parents bought me as a child was for a right … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Critic
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I understand your pain, Beaver College.
Beaver College, in an attempt to eliminate ridicule and boost enrollment, changed its name in 2001 to Arcadia University. At the time of the name change, University President Bette Landman said that the old name “too often elicits ridicule in … Continue reading
Random thoughts and observations from a weekend spent with authors and readers
Booktopia, the annual weekend retreat in Vermont that brings authors and readers together, has come to a close. Hosted by Ann Kingman and Michael Kindness, producers of the Books of the Nightstand podcast, it has become one of our favorite … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Books, Family, Quandry
Tagged amy brill, ann kingman, books on the nightstand, booktopia, chris pavone, jon clinch, michael kindness, nichole bernier, northshire, the moth, vermont, will schwalbe
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My pants
I have the same pair of jeans in waist sizes of 33, 34 and 35. I wear each one depending upon my mood. Seriously.
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