Monthly Archive for June, 2009
Today is my parents' 35th wedding anniversary. Every day of my life, they've taught me everything I know about love. They were high school sweethearts. Every year, my dad gets my mom two anniversary cards—one on June 30, and one on March 12, the day they went on their first date, in 1971. Continue reading
When I arrived home today, it was to the sight of DJ equipment being set up in front of City Hall, which is pretty much the front yard of Cambridge. There was a big sign announcing the "City Dance Party" tonight. My first thought was "oh, crap."Luckily, the fabulous Ms. Devon Govoni had invited me to a BBQ at an art gallery a few blocks from home, and when the… Continue reading
"Having a feminist partner was linked to healthier heterosexual relationships for women. Men with feminist partners also reported both more stable relationships and greater sexual satisfaction. According to these results, feminism does not predict poor romantic relationships, in fact quite the opposite." Continue reading
Last weekend, I trekked the whole three T stops out to Davis Square to pick up some all-natural, grass-fed, hormone-free River Rock Farms beef from Dave's Fresh Pasta. I grabbed a pound-and-a-half of London Broil and a pound of sirloin tips.Last Sunday, Cristo took on the finer cut. He grilled it with cracked pepper and some of his fancy smoked salt, then threw some gorgeous portabellos into the grillpan… Continue reading
105 years ago, James Joyce received the first handjob he didn't have to pay for afterwards. As a tribute to Nora, the entirety of his masterpiece Ulysses takes place on June 16, 1904, just like their memorable first date. Continue reading
I wasn't expecting him.
He is John Stewart, Henry Rollins, Bruce Campbell, Anthony Bourdain, and Agent Dale Cooper rolled into one amazing man.
He says that I have a wonderful singing voice, and I believe him. He teases me for my goofy laugh and inability to whistle. He cooks me amazing things, and introduced me to some of my favorite foods—raw oysters, fish, avocado, mushrooms, artichoke hearts—I used to be a terribly… Continue reading
I'm pretty sure I'll never like (or have any desire to watch) any movie branded with the handwritten building-block font. By which I mean: Juno, Nick & Norah, Away We Go, etc. In terms of dull ubiquity, it's the (wannabe)indie-(wannabe)cool version of Papyrus. It's the typographical equivalent of the MPDG. Continue reading