Month: November 2012

  • In the sky with diamonds

    Sunday. The shaggy brown-black dog lumbers out from the garage. She moves slowly for her eight years, but with a simple appreciation for a beautiful day. Grass still green in early November. Clear skies. Bird song. “She’s living on borrowed time,” my neighbor tells me. The words are quiet, heavy. I scratch the dog’s head,…

  • TV Talk: Across miles and timezones

    Grey’s Anatomy 9.05 – “Beautiful Doom” Spoiler level: Zero. This opinion may go against the grain, but I thought Thursday night’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy was… fun. Refreshing. Borderline amateur, but at the same time — and maybe even as a result of that roughness — very real. Despite the cheesy dialogue, the hammed-up subplots,…

  • Wireless, freedom, priorities, choices

    We talk about the word “wireless” like it’s freedom. The ability to stay connected without a physical line. What a dream. But real freedom is found in disconnecting. In stepping away from the keyboard. In not knowing what’s trending on Twitter. In not reading your Facebook feed. In letting your inbox pile up. (In filling…

  • Soul-searching and sketches

    As I mentioned, Spain and I have a history. So on this most recent visit, I wasn’t surprised to enjoy the parks, the architecture, the food, or the street life. But what I didn’t expect was the Picasso Museum. Or rather, its particular effect on me. (Especially because I’ve been to the museum before.) The…