meanwhile, elsewhere

Friday’s online finds: Cozy up and dig in.

  • “Life is so much happier with a dog in it.” and other Advice Would You Give Your Younger Self? (A Cup of Jo)
    *Me: Duh.
  • This may be the best summer job ever (Behr)
    *Me: I applied.
  • Or maybe this job as an Internet Recipe Watchdog (Taste)
  • Men Have No Friends and Women Bear the Burden. Toxic masculinity—and the persistent idea that feelings are a “female thing”—has left a generation of straight men stranded on emotionally-stunted island, unable to forge intimate relationships with other men. It’s women who are paying the price. (Harper Bazaar)
  • Would you? Do you? Could you? I know I couldn’t (Reading My Tea Leaves)
  • Did you know about this raisin crisis? Millennials just weren’t eating raisins! (NYT)(gif)

  • Online counseling: Try a Witch! “A truly powerful Witch can solve problems from a distance” (Reuters)
    *Me: I told Sarah she’s a bit Witchy, it was a compliment.
  • Got allergies? Blame a male. Decades of botanical sexism in urban landscapes have contributed to your woes (Scientific American)
  • So how do you get to Sesame Street? New York finally reveals the location (The Guardian)

Have a special weekend and happy Mother’s Day to all my friends and family. I posted this last year, oh Henry, oh my heart.


meanwhile, elsewhere

Friday’s online finds: Cozy up and dig in.

  • “We got to linger in the experience for a while, from our own perspective, not the camera’s. Even though many of my childhood memories are hazy, they’re mine.” (NYT) Good read! Erin and I were talking about this last week after the Notre Dame fire. We couldn’t figure out why we didn’t have more photographs of our weekend rendezvous in Paris until we remembered we probably one had one roll of film each.
  • Waco: A fixer-upper. It’s difficult to shake the feeling, walking from shop to shop, of being haunted by the physical manifestation of a targeted Instagram ad. (BuzzFeed)
  • Trouble in paradise for our favorite fizzy mold tea (Munchies)
  • “It says here your doctor wants you to take six months off work to recover from your heart attack. We’ll give you six weeks.” (McSweeney’s)
  • ‘Bill Gates is driving his child to school; you can too.’ Even Melinda Gates Has Struggled to Get Her Husband Bill to Do His Fair Share (Fortune)
  • The Instagram Aesthetic Is Over. The look made famous by the platform just doesn’t resonate anymore. (The Atlantic)
  • And related, what if Instagram hides LIKE counts? (Tech Crunch)
  • Killfies and near misfies (Outside)
  • I took a step down the career ladder and I’ve never been happier: For most people, taking a lower-level job would be career suicide. But these executives prove it can be a launchpad to bigger and better things. (Fast Company)
  • For years, a subculture of teenage hobbyhorse enthusiasts flourished under the radar. Now the craze is a national export, and a celebration of girlhood. (NYT)
  • A great article was written about my Instagram friend. We ran Berlin together. (BBC)
  • And, what Caster Semenya IAAF discrimination case means for women and sport (BBC)
  • Veggie burger season is coming (Joy The Baker)
  • “When it’s your last day, you want to come in skidding sideways, your body worn out,” she said, discussing her approach not only to running but to life. (NYT)

Have a fun weekend!


i ain’t afraid of no ghost

Death, sickness, Donald Trump, war, the destruction of our planet – these are the biggies, the things that scare most of us, right? I want to know what are the little things that freak you out. Here are mine:

10 not-so-scarry things that scare me:

1. Caterpillars: Y’all know that scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom when Dr. Jones and Short Round are trapped between those collapsing walls in a room is full of bugs (not fortune cookies)!? Imagine if those bugs were caterpillars, I would DIE. Literally, die. I hate caterpillars. One time at summer camp, our counselor encouraged us to embrace nature and hug a tree. I hugged a tree full of fricking caterpillars and lost my mind (thank you, Sarah, for saving me). Butterflies are gross too, but they don’t scare me.

2a. Treadmills: The thought of falling off a treadmill has always scared me. I get dizzy and run much slower than on the road. The fear grew when I heard about Sheryl Sandberg’s husband. It turns out it wasn’t the treadmill, it was his heart.

2b. Heart attacks: Any time, any place my friends.

3. Not being the first awake: I can’t stand knowing someone else is awake in the morning, and I am not – especially if I am not at home. I will lay in bed, and as soon as I hear a peep, I bolt. For me, it’s the fear of appearing lazy. Is this a phobia?

4. Not having a clock in sight when I sleep: If I can’t see what time it is in the morning, I lose my mind. A clock needs to be in view, and I always wear a watch as a backup. Life, in general, involves needing to know what time it is at any time.

5. Finding a dead body: Is this a fear or do I secretly (in my twisted mind) want it to happen? Can’t decide. I blame Law & Order, but frankly, I am surprised it hasn’t occurred yet with all my early morning runs.

6. Being a dead body that some unfortunate runner discovers: I don’t want to be a burden at the end of my life ruining their Strava stats unless, they’re twisted like me, and are struggling with #5.

7. Sitting in traffic on a bridge: I pride myself on walking/running across some significant bridges in my life (Brooklyn, Tower, Golden Gate, Confederation, Bixby, Queensborough, Verrazzano-Narrows) and I don’t get nervous but my god, if I am sitting in traffic on the MacDonald bridge, the subtle bouncing terrifies me. The same thing happens if I am under a bridge.

8. Chicken: I keep saying, “I’m going to eat chicken again.” But I don’t. I am not sure what the fear is because I eat fish and have been told numerous times it would be beneficial to my health but then one little thing (like walrus falling off cliffs) scares me into never wanting to eat meat again. WE ARE DESTROYING OUR PLANET!

9. Being pulled out of a crowd: I will never raise my hand to volunteer in a large group, and I don’t trust a busker. If someone on stage is engaging with the audience, I will do whatever it takes not to be a victim.

10. Watching others perform: My fears become other people’s fears (not necessarily for them but for me). I get performance anxiety even for people in movies. He’s going to sing ‘Killing Me Softly’ in front of all the kids at school! That’s social suicide! Don’t do it!

PS> That kid is now hotter than Hugh Grant!