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Inspiring Times
November 8, 2010 – 8:06 pm | Comments
Inspiring Times

We never stop learning, only trying.

Ethics
November 3, 2010 – 10:52 pm | Comments
Ethics

A discussion of California’s failed Proposition 19 and what it means for groovy people like you.

What’s for Dinner?
October 26, 2010 – 4:30 am | Comments
What’s for Dinner?

Famous french gastronome Brillat-Savarin once said, “Tell me what you eat, I’ll tell you who are.” It’s hard to believe something so daily, sometimes mundane and habitual defines us. Now that I’ve thought about it more, it’s hard not to believe.

I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends
October 25, 2010 – 11:59 pm | Comments
I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends

No man is an island. I remember being on the edge of age six and standing at a podium in a huge synagogue and reading that quote at my sister’s bat mitzvah. At the time, I was mostly swept into a few thoughts- including “who are all of these people and why are they looking at me like I’m a little pink satin cupcake they’re about to eat?” and “…I wonder if I can trust the person who told me that the S in Island is silent?”

More than 20 years later, I’m struck by the precision of this quote- “No Man is an Island,” and a little sheepish about how long it’s taken me to understand these words and be able to apply them.

I’d also like to ask, readers, what do you need to ask for in your life??? Post it as a comment. Or ask the people that you need this from directly.

Sometimes we just need to ask for the things we want and need.

A friend posted the following quote on his facebook today. “When life hands you lemons, if you ask nicely for help, sometimes people will make lemonade for you!”

Never were truer words spoken. You know, as I’ve come across bushels and bushels of lemons in my mid 20s and been told to make lemonade- I’ve often despaired that I don’t know how to make it. Literally.

So, if you’d like to help me make some lemonade. I’m setting up shop at this link.

http://www.sam-e.com/job/entries/507

Welcome to Post Heart Break
October 25, 2010 – 4:55 am | Comments

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Sometimes it’s an illusion when we tell ourselves that we’re adults.
We like to pretend, yes. It’s hard to maintain that image when you’re seeing …

Bottles on the Wall
October 20, 2010 – 7:05 pm | Comments
Bottles on the Wall

A few nights ago I had a chance to party with an old friend. But our choices are making that an unsteady enterprise.

#anotherpieceonsocialnetworkingwowhowcreative
October 19, 2010 – 7:11 am | Comments
#anotherpieceonsocialnetworkingwowhowcreative

We are spending so much time tweeting, facebooking and checking in, that sometimes we forget that the whole point of this social networking thing is to interact with other people…

The Father, The Mouse and The Holy Spirit
October 11, 2010 – 10:55 am | Comments
The Father, The Mouse and The Holy Spirit

I’m an emotional creature. (Hold your gasps of surprise, please.) Though this trait has never been much of a secret, I’ve spent the last several years doing everything in my power to prove otherwise. Not surprisingly, those are the two things I’ve lost in the process- power, and time.

I was not looking forward to my birthday this year. More than anything, I just wanted to turn the clock back several years and get back the early 20s I always pictured myself having. The 20s that have played out like several rounds of hide and seek where no matter how obvious of a hiding place I’ve chosen, no one seems to find me.

As my last moments of 27 ticked away, I could feel the unresolved tension of my year simmering and my defenses kicking in as someone brought up an unwelcome topic.

But as I’m learning about having friends who aren’t just in it for the fair weather, they saw this too.

And so it was, that I spent the first four hours of my 28th year condensing half a lifetime of things I never got around to talking about into a conversation where, several times, I lost my fight to stay composed. Where I realized I was most authentic at my least composed. Where two of my most trusted friends rolled up their jeans to wade with me instead of throwing me a life-saver and hoping for the best. Where it didn’t matter that the subject matter was probably uncomfortable for all parties or that we were being hit by sprinklers at four in the morning.