Category life

oblitophobia

(Time to be dramatic!) Earlier this week, amidst all the overblown screeching about Target’s Pride merchandise, Facebook saw fit to show me that more than one member of my extended family is comfortable with making explicit and violent threats in…

the good place

I turned 36 last week. Yuck. It’s hard sometimes to not measure the value of a life only in comparison to its context – do I have children and a dog and a home and a savings account? No, but…

surely no one asked for this

My most noteworthy Christmas gift this year was COVID. I made the mistake of going to Kroger on Christmas Eve, and even first thing in the morning the self-checkout line was wrapped around most of the store. No cashiers available,…

the sugar tree

At least twice a week, I drive by the house where I grew up. I don’t make a point of it or anything; the ins and outs of my workday have within the past few months demanded it. It’s still…

10-in-1

2022 has felt at once like one of those 10-year-long years and also like it was January just 30 seconds ago. I’m not sure how to make sense of that, especially when this year followed the plague years of 2021…

the bad place

I just got home from the worst vacation I’ve ever been on. I might be high-strung about literally everything else, but vacations? It takes very little to make me happy. Like: am I at work? No? What a great vacation!…