I spent the weekend in L.A. After 48 hours or so, I was run out of town by an impeccably-dressed, gorgeous mob with chiseled abs, all screaming in unison: “DEATH TO THE SQUISHY MORTAL.” Okay, fine. I’m exaggerating. They actually said, “LASER HAIR REMOVAL AND NO MORE DESSERT TO THE SQUISHY MORTAL.” Which is way…
I know I shouldn’t keep complaining about the freezing weather in Seattle, especially when the rest of the country is spontaneously combusting as a result of heat (also, “combusting” is probably not a word). But when I woke up this morning, is was FIFTY-EIGHT DEGREES. FIFTY-EIGHT. Let me tell you, that number has no business…
It’s been an odd week. I tried to figure out precisely what to say about it, but I’ve been at a loss for words. That extra day in the middle of it – February 29th – really threw me for a loop. “How would you describe this week?” I asked Rand, hoping for a little…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
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