A librarian heading down rabbit holes.
My Dad loves to tell a story about me. It goes like this. When I was four or five, I showed him a colored picture and asked, “Is this perfect, Daddy?” He answered, “It’s good enough, baby.” Cue disappointment. Pretty sure that screwed me up for the rest of my life. Thanks, Dad. I’m kidding….
I was flipping through the newspaper this morning and out fell this little insert. It, like most magazines, is a treasure trove of subliminal societal messages, messages most of us don’t even question. Let’s examine a few: “Younger this year” isn’t physically possible, but you know what I mean, it says. You want to look younger & feel…
Last month I upgraded Hulu to the commercial free plan. It’s a whole $6 more per month, double the price I was paying, but it’s worth every penny. I’m high “input” on the StrengthsFinder personality test, which means I loooooove gathering information. The only problem is that we’re firehosed with information these days. Ads. Facebook….
Remember when you were a kid and time seemed endless? Hours and hours stirring your witch’s cauldron filled with smashed Yew tree berries* or stepping on skunk cabbage** or throwing your sister’s Furby higher and higher into the air to see what sound it made***? Afternoons never seemed to end, mornings were filled with pancakes,…