Good one // Jul 15, 2010

OMD // Jul 15, 2010

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yfgyXfOQSJE

Easy // Jul 04, 2010

Terri in NH, August 2009:

Interesting // Jul 04, 2010

From the Times a little while ago:

I find myself improbably nostalgic for the late 1970s, when I came of age. In many ways, it was a time when girls were less free than they are today: fewer of us competed on the sports field, raised our hands during math class or graduated from college. No one spoke the word “vagina,” whether in a monologue or not. And there was that Farrah flip to contend with. Yet in that oh-so-brief window between the advent of the pill and the fear of AIDS, when abortion was both legal and accessible to teenagers, there was — at least for some of us — a kind of Our Bodies, Ourselves optimism about sex. Young women felt an imperative, a political duty, to understand their desire and responses, to explore their own pleasure, to recognize sexuality as something rising from within. And young men — at least some of them — seemed eager to take the journey with us, to rewrite the rules of masculinity so they would prize mutuality over conquest.

Late // Jul 03, 2010

Happy late Canada Day.

Brooklyn // Jun 18, 2010

Sometime between 2007 and 2009:

The Charleston // Jun 18, 2010

Jonah and Guille eating pizza, Spring 2008:

Firsts // Jun 06, 2010

One of a series of recent firsts:

-First year of grad school – check

Another one // Jun 06, 2010

From Agreeable by Jonathan Franzen:

And yet: the feeling of injustice itself turned out to be strangely physical. Even realer, in a way, than her hurting, smelling, sweating body. Injustice had a shape, and a weight, and a temperature, and a texture, and a very bad taste.

-From the New Yorker, May 31, 2010

New // Jun 06, 2010

From My Life by Lyn Hejinian:

The leaves outside the window tricked the eye, demanding that one see them, focus on them, making it impossible to look past them, and though holes were opened through the foliage, they were as useless as portholes underwater looking into a dark sea, which only reflects the room one seeks to look out from.