Asheville, NC Has Gotten All Hipped-Up!
Dogwood tree in Bloom, April 2012 For the last 200 or so years, my family has been living in the hills around Asheville, N.C. This means I’ve been going to Asheville ever since I...
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Time Travel Weekend Party
In many ways this past weekend in Austin has felt like a stop on the time travel train. I’m convinced that sometime in the future, time travel is a functional thing, much the way...
Sex and the Secret Service
I suspect that you’ve heard about the Secret Service sex scandal where President Obama’s advance team in Cartagena, Colombia allegedly hired prostitutes, then failed to pay at least one of them. While the investigation...
Live life now — don’t waste it taking pictures
You’ve heard the one about how a picture says a thousand words? This week’s $1 billion acquisition of the mobile phone picture-sharing service Instagram by social media giant Facebook says even more. It tells...
Downtown Abbey and Cough Syrup
As I sit on my sofa, chilling with my post SXSW cold, while watching Downton Abbey, I’m really grateful for modern medicine. I so would not want Lady Grantham in charge of my healthcare...
Let us dry clothes outside without fear of an HOA
One of my earliest childhood memories is of hanging out laundry with my grandmother. Early on humid Houston mornings, my East Texas-born grandmother would haul a load of wet wash down her back steps...
Book Club: Why it’s Easy to Fall in Love via Letters.
Late in January my book club at Southwestern University had possibility the most sprinted book club discussion I’ve ever witnessed. The book we were discussing was The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie...
It’s Your Last Week to Check Out “Portal to Bohemia”
The 1920’s are often seen as a golden age of literature and art. For example, Woody Allen’s Golden Globe winning art house blockbuster “Midnight in Paris” features Owen Wilson’s character Gil repeatedly rhapsodizing about...
Pop Culture Remixing: Why it Matters that We Keep Remaking Familiar Pop Culture Properties.
At 11 p.m. on the Saturday before Thanksgiving, my husband and I walked into the Chaparral Ice rink in North Austin. Despite the warm day, I was carrying my winter coat, hat and gloves....
Being There with Wilco
Once upon a time (in the early 1990’s) a dude I was smitten with took me to see a band called Uncle Tupelo at Liberty Lunch in Austin, Texas. My date was always broke...
