After a sometimes-harrowing bus ride from Naples, the Amalfi Coast revealed itself, and I understood why people from the Mediterranean are stereotyped as dramatic.
The landscape!
I wondered how one could live a carved existence in these volcanic hills and not be dramatic.
Upon tasting the local food I wanted to grab our waiter, kiss him, then slap [...]
I’ll be the first to admit that I suffer from the Palin blues. Since her nomination, I’ve had a hard time thinking about much else. And I know of at least three of you out there who are in the same boat.
The point of this post is to try to soothe those of [...]
Pt. 1: Class conflict(ed)
I’m an angry flyer. But it isn’t the poor service, cramped seats, or high prices that raise my ire – you know, the kinds of things that get normal people’s blood boiling. For me it’s the way that most airlines shamelessly highlight the delineation between the haves and have-nots.
First class [...]
More interesting than whether or not little Bristol Palin is pregnant or whether or not she is in fact baby Trig’s mother is the question of whether or not the Palin family’s “private” affairs should be on or off limits in the nation’s ongoing presidential debate. I say that the private lives of the [...]
One of the more disturbing of my family’s stories has to do with me, as a toddler, asking an African American man dressed in a business suit if he was a garbage man. Imagine my mother’s horror! Obviously, however, my mother’s discomfort isn’t why the story is so troubling. The story’s more [...]