I’ve said it so many times, in job interviews, on dates, with new friends, that I have to remind myself to give it conviction, so it doesn’t sound like I’m reading from a script. Continue reading 305. Football
I promise: I’ve been writing. I really have. Continue reading 304. Dispatches on what’s worth writing, Vol. ∞
When my little sister told me she got her first job, sure there was pride, and some melancholy, too, about how quickly she’s growing up without me. She’s officially driving, working a part-time job, giving me advice about girls and getting grounded for making questionable decisions regarding her own safety.
She’s truly a teenager now. Continue reading 303. Advice from a reformed food monkey
Researchers at Pacific University … discovered that men tend to slow down their pace by an average of 7 percent when walking with female partners of the romantic variety.
Women walking together moved even more slowly than they do with their male partners. Researchers in the same study suggested that this might signal the intimacy of female friendships. Meanwhile, men walking with male friends moved at speeds faster than either individual’s preferred walking speed.
So, ladies, next time you want to know if a guy likes you, count out his steps aloud. Watch them quicken, you weirdo.
In another life, I think I could’ve made a go at being a sociologist. I love this kind of stuff. The practical uses for knowledge about subconscious human interaction seems exploitative and crass, all serial daters and salesmen. But it’s also a good reminder that we’re all sophisticated and chemically balanced animals.
ESPN announced today that it was shutting down Grantland. I’ll leave my thoughts on the whole thing to this: Continue reading 301. Grantland
Wow! Neato! The big 3-0-0! Continue reading 300. Woah! Three hundo!
I stopped watching Disney Channel Original Movies shortly after I became a teenager, so I’m making the arbitrary cut-off for entries on this list to be my 13th birthday. Continue reading 299. The 15 best Disney Channel Original Movies
The temptation, of course, is to stretch the good ideas out and cover as many days as possible. That’s not my goal anymore. And it’s not a failure, either; it’s an acceptance both of what this has evolved into and what I need it to be, for me. Continue reading 298. Bad
It’s 1957, and Elvis and the Jordanaires are in Seattle. The crowd is about 90 percent teenage girls, but one of the few boys in the audience is a 14-year-old Jimi Hendrix. Continue reading 297. Jimi Hendrix drew a picture of Elvis Presley that looks like Donald Trump
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