Separate Lies
Oh, British middle class angst. People get hit and run in NYC on a weekly basis and yet we all still sleep at night. In Separate Lies, it turns out that the old lawyer’s wife […]
Solid as a Rock or a Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss?
I just realized that I’m the only one in my immediate family (meaning my mom and sister) who lives in permanent structure (though a rental) and has a job. This has little to do with […]
Going South
Southland, not a show I've seriously watched. I peeked at an episode and all I noticed was a bunch of short-haired women (ok, two) in different scenes crying or being hysterical, and rapidly lost interest. […]
Dead Last
Oh, Oregon, will you ever win? If I were to believe the incessant food media coverage of my home state I would believe that all of Portland was cultivating, harvesting, curing or pickling food or […]
When the Cat’s Away
Right before heading on vacation, I noticed that a copy of Gayme was flagrantly sitting atop my stacks of newly rediscovered books and magazines that haven’t found a permanent space yet. Thinking of that story […]
Touch of Gray
Time for my monthly update, I think. March 2009 here. I’m still gung ho on letting my gray freak flag fly. So far, the only person who seems unhorrified and kind of into by my […]
Make it Big
I was kind of blown away at the gym the other day when out of boredom I was forced to read Glamour with Miley Cyrus on the cover only to discover a photo spread, a […]
Eurostyle
It's not just horrible things like rooster rugs and starfish quilts that work their way into my house courtesy of James' parents (obese cat, all my own doing). Oh no, he's also been the recipient […]
Everyone Loves Fried Chicken
Perhaps owners who add the name Obama to their fried chicken businesses might naïve, opportunistic or insensitive but I don't see how it's racist. To me, racism implies malice. I do know that if I […]
What’s Good for the Goose
Often I hate the New York Times (thanks to columns with out of touch titles like Your Second Home) but sometimes I love them, especially when they validate my petty annoyances. Today there is a […]