Tag: Nothing to Do With Travel

The Women Who Write Letters

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Sep 18, 2018
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(Above: my student ID in 1999. Let’s just keep our comments to ourselves.)   There’s this pattern I keep seeing. It goes like this: Woman accuses man of sexual assault. Man denies accusations. Man’s PR team then releases numerous letters from women saying that he’s not a sexual harasser because, you know, he didn’t harass…

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If Twitter Responded To Abuse Reports Honestly

Posted on
Mar 22, 2018
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I spend too much time on Twitter. And, frankly, it’s awful. Every day is like wading through a sea of poop to try and find a cupcake, and even when you find that, it’s like, “Well, I can’t possibly eat this cupcake. It’s covered in poop.” As a writer, Twitter becomes a sort of necessary…

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Pillow Fight.

Posted on
Mar 19, 2018
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It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a married man in possession of a house will one day find himself in a shouting match with his spouse about something trivial like throw pillows. All of this will likely happen at IKEA. If that man has refused to go to IKEA, because he has justly concluded…

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I Made the Pizza Cinnamon Rolls from Mario Batali’s Sexual Misconduct Apology Letter

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Jan 10, 2018
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Last night, I made cinnamon rolls. I’m not a huge fan of cinnamon rolls, per se, but this recipe was included in Mario Batali’s sexual misconduct apology letter, and so I feel compelled to make them. Batali is not the first powerful man to request forgiveness for “inappropriate actions” towards his coworkers and employees. He is…

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16 years.

Posted on
Jan 5, 2018
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It happened last month without fanfare: Rand and I celebrated another year together. We’ve had so many anniversaries that they often pass by without us noticing them.   I understand now why Rand’s grandparents have to take a moment to remember how many years they’ve been together, why they both give different answers when I…

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On Instagram @theeverywhereist

  • I keep telling my mom she needs some new clothes so she bought a cat onesie.
  • These handsome gents made me dinner and cleaned up afterwards. ENVY ME.
  • Back home, but still swooning. 10 years, and none of our regrets have to do with one another, so that's pretty cool.
  • A day late. But whatever. 10 years. I've had the time of my damn life. Happy anniversary, love.
  • Surprise anniversary trip to Astoria. We were 3/4 of the way there before Rand told me where we were going. And yes, I was surprised. Even though, you know, I may have suspected it and packed my Goonies shirt. Just in case.
  • Totally false advertising. There was nary a moose to be seen.
  • Anniversarying like grown ups. 10 years ago Rand took me to this arcade, where a malfunctioning skee-ball machine kept reseting automatically after each game. We were broke, so the prospect of infinite skee-ball (one of my favorite arcade games) was almost too good to be true. I played for what felt like forever, amassed a pile of tickets, and gave them to some very sweet kids. The machines all work perfectly now. Alas. It's still fun.
  • Room with a view. #astoria
  • Selfie game is not strong tonight. It is tired and silly and out of focus but whatever.
  • Boardwalking. #astoria #oregon #nofilter

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