Sunny with a chance of Nyah Nyahs

Holy cow, it’s LOUD here in my Chicago hotel room. Even though I’m 12 stories up, I can hear every car on the street, the deep rumbling of the trains, and the sirens of the fire station on the next block. In  [more...]

This is the kind of story that, more than politics, makes me cry and tremble with sadness: Five ducklings for a new National Zoo exhibit have died after being shipped from California this week and arriving at a Prince  [more...]

One of my fears — phobias — is collapse. Falling. This is why I am preoccupied with the bridge collapse; I have some deep-seated fear of falling, of having something disappear from beneath my feet. I have  [more...]