We’ve been here before. We’ve done this before. Flying halfway around the world … rushing into the ICU, not knowing what to expect … waiting … waiting … waiting for any sign of consciousness … finding hope in the tiniest eye movement … The good news is that she’s alive. The bad news is that…
The last time I saw you, you had come over to help with some electrical work at our house. Which is to say … you had come over to do some electrical work at our house while I watched and pretended to help, because really, I know jack sh!t about electrical work. Afterwards, I offered…
Even more surprising was the contrast in how people interpreted this — specifically, comments on social media pointing to Ford’s relative stoicism as a sign that she was lying. According to these comments, she was working hard to seem upset, but not doing a convincing job at it.
My physique today is sustainable and accommodates my love of milkshakes and all things frozen. Plus, I actually look better than I did before I started training for the competition, when I was lifting and climbing regularly, but not fasting.
Intermittent fasting itself does take discipline, but for me at least, it’s far more manageable than the level of exercise I would need to engage in so that I could eat anything I wanted.
There’s a new scientific study that concluded that double-spacing after periods is better than single-spacing.
As both a writer and a former scientist, I feel compelled to respond. Now, to be upfront, aside from being both a writer and a former scientist, I am also an obstinate single-spacer, so I don’t purport to be objective.
Urban Outfitters Order item. Receive someone else’s order. The receipt in the box even has their name and address, even though the mailing label itself has our address. Call and ask what to do. Told to just return the item, and they’ll handle it. Ship the item back using the return mailing label that came…
This is by far the most putting-myself-out-there-est endeavor I’ve taken on: I’m taking all my years as a teacher/professional speaker/interpersonal communications guru/dating and relationships writer/dating advice giver, and mashing them all up into a new service called Social Savvy Sage.
On the surface, I’m putting myself up as a dating coach. Woot woot. Okay, yeah.
But … unlike so many other dating coaches out there …
I posted this on my other blog — the one I use for longform writing. Figured I’d share it here: On Pet Tigers And Sexual Assault
My general life philosophy is that we’re all human beings, and we just need to learn to communicate better with each other. This philosophy does not, however, preclude the possibility of there being actual biological differences between different groups of people.
No, we are not all the same.
Yes, it absolutely does open up a huge can of worms to even consider that there might be basic biological differences between, say, the different human ethnicities (yes, I am aware that “race” and “ethnicity” are often social constructs; no, they are not always social constructs), or the different genders (yes, I am aware that science is now realizing that gender is fluid; no, that doesn’t mean there aren’t different genders).
I used to have a nasty temper. In fact, my nickname at my college fraternity was “Little Angry Man.” (It was also “Tabasco” and “Rollerboy,” but those are other stories.)
Over the past 20 years, though, I’ve worked hard to keep my temper in check. I’ve learned not to let things get to me, and I’m proud to say that I haven’t gotten angry at anyone for at least 15 years now.
That is, until just a few weeks ago …