{feed the mackenzies} doctor who blue velvet tardis cake;

last month was a pretty nutty one in boston. pressure cooker bombs? lockdown? manhunt? city is shut down? it all sounds straight out of a sci-fi movie. orson scott card called, and he wants his plot back. in a way, it was terrifying and stressful. in other ways, completely fascinating to reload reddit until 5am […]

these days;

signed a sublease for a charmingly large {that’s what she said, heeey ohhhhh. sorry, mom} one bedroom in upper {upper…upper} manhattan for the summer. two favorite berries:  pinkberry on newbury. putting “or whatever” after heartfelt sayings has been my main jam, i.e. “i love you or whatever”, “you’re cute or whatever”, “no, i’ll miss you […]

meet edie;

this is edie. her original name was princess, but we thought that name was lame. so around these parts we call her “princess edie dalek caan cybermen“. actually only two of us call her that, but my best friend lately has been a plump cat, so we’ll forget that for now. she is my new […]

a montreal itinerary;

{this past valentines day weekend i got myself on a greyhound and traveled all the way to montreal. for other itineraries, click here.} get to south station at 7am after a valentine’s date of romantic egg sandwiches eaten under the glow of subway lights and alfred hitchcock, which is to say i was under a […]

smelling my syllabi;

guys, school started up again this week. i’m happier than a jack-rabbit on speed that was just given a can of mountain dew. and i’m jumping on a personal trampoline. don’t know how the trampoline got there, but it’s there and i’m pleased. ugh, now they gave me a kazoo. i already have a strain […]

{adventures in lady-dating} ghost-touring;

i am stubborn to a fault. whoa. shocker, right? i have a good idea of what i like, how i like it, and usually stick to it. and for me, some activities are best done solo. i once missed out on steve martin tickets because i waited for people to get back to me and […]

a tour of the nest;

guys, i am absolutely obsessed with my new little nest. i keep having these visions of baking pumpkin bread, and my “misfits thanksgiving” menu for this year (apple stuffing, a tofurky, pumpkin cranberry cake with maple frosting), and the fact that the best trader joe’s in all of boston is right down the road. okay, […]

dear boston;

dear my beloved boston/broston, it is may. you should not be 48 degrees outside . weather that is overcast, gloomy, and not conducive to bike rides over the charles is a major bummer. i should not have to wear thick socks around my apartment. or daydream about hot showers. or still have to use my […]

{berets and bongos} 63;

 “…she collected dictionaries as other women take up men and shelve them: manuals, grammars, teach Yourself german, malay, italian, swahili, welsh, like a passion for clothes that would hang unworn in the dark, for peridots, garnets, amethysts, pearls in a shut case, nouns declined. each unknown word shone with delicious fire and the alien phrases […]