This last week, I wandered around the hills and countryside of West Texas at my annual retreat to Davis Mountains Fitness & Training Camp. There’s little to no internet connection out there; my laptop sat unopened, my phone remained primarily silent (except for the bazillion photos I took of sky, flowers, vistas, campers, these horses).… Continue reading Hate in the U.S.A. Isn’t News
For those of us who are just a tab compulsive about completing things, TV on demand is a very sharp double-edged sword. I can watch an entire show–every episode–all in one sitting! OMG, I’m going to watch it all?!? Let’s Talk Game of Thrones GoT season 7 finally launched last week. It’s been away forever; season 6 concluded… Continue reading How to Binge Watch GoT (and Have a Life)
Spring is the season for graduation ceremonies, where diplomas are distributed and dignitaries share thoughts on going forth into the real world. But these days, some people are really upset by who is speaking to whom about what. Take, for instance, that cage-rattling provocateur of fake news Milo Yiannopoulos. He’s incensed that Linda Sarsour, a Muslim-American political activist, is addressing City University… Continue reading Free Speech, Hate Speech, Graduation Speech, or Have You Listened to a Muslim Lately?
Spoiler alert: the Confederacy lost. I realize I just ruined the Civil War for folks, but there’s some confusion to be addressed. Sure, most United States history classes teach that the War Between the States ended in 1865. Though math has never been my strong point, even I can determine that this was a few years… Continue reading Surprising Reasons those Confederate War Monuments Must Go–You Won’t Believe #2!
Even though politics seems to be all anyone wants to talk about these days, it’s been hard to know exactly what to say. I’ve got drafts and drafts of half-finished pieces, all of them wrong. I intended to do an inaugural edition of my “How to Stuff a Donald Trump Piñata” (would you believe it’s… Continue reading Walking in Dr. King’s Footsteps at Austin’s Women’s March
Normally, I clear out all Christmas decorations immediately after the holiday. That dry-as-bones fir tree is on the curb for recycling at the first possible opportunity; the house gets a good tidying; holiday remnants are economically boxed and stowed for next season. Usually, I’m welcoming in the new year with nary a holiday bauble… Continue reading Leaving the Lights up for Día de Los Reyes
I made it through the second presidential debate without benefit of a drinking game. The next morning, I busted out a piece (“What ‘Criminal Minds’ Tells About Donald Trump’s Sniff”), which I later shared on Facebook. Taking a look at the Donald’s nasal commentary seemed a relatively light-hearted analysis, and I felt I’d gotten the… Continue reading The Double Bind Behind Hillary Clinton’s Smile
Who doesn’t have some type of sports idol? And how many of us would swoon to hang with those admired elite athletes? In trail running, those elites are at the local races, cheering in runners and working aid stations. They’re mingling with the masses, not segregated in a separate start group, clustered in a special VIP… Continue reading Rubbing Elbows with Trail Running’s Speedy Elite
An avid trail runner, I travel by my own two feet whenever possible. Nine years ago, when my husband and I were deciding where to relocate within Austin, walkability was a primary concern. We settled on Cherrywood, an established neighborhood in central east Austin, where three different grocery stores, numerous parks, banks, the public library,… Continue reading New Sidewalks to Make a More Walkable Cherrywood
The universe sometimes provides a thought-provoking cocktail of issues that beg the question: was this a divine plan, or did I just randomly connect some dots? This week’s discussion mix: books, trail adventures, and wilderness politics. Let’s Start with Books I find reading well-written nonfiction to be a pure joy. Two books that fit this… Continue reading Mixing Reading, Trails, and Politics into 1 Impassioned Discussion