What tales is your desk telling?
Some Christmas trends raucously holler "Jumped the shark!" The decor that's gone beyond "earnestly seeking attention" to "desperately demanding attention" without even understanding why.
I am throwing out this idea to the universe for a new Paint Night.
...my gig as a guest on a radio show where nothing is scripted and predictability is for cowards
Long before I became so obsessed with photography, before I had a digital camera, I used to write. I told my stories in letters rather than pixels
A spectator to the shift that moved most of the independent media outlets to the control of fewer and fewer owners.
I defy anyone from having a more bizarre experience than Jon and I did today.
The best way to explain it was that my heart had been longing to reconnect even before my mind understood the need and the heart was saying - "Do you get it now? Love love love." as if attempting to fix in my mind the importance of taking time for old friends
It's not quite the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum heist, in fact it preceded that caper, but in my eyes it was just as devastating.
"Sometimes doing the right thing doesn't make everyone happy, just the person who needs it most."