i am a master of spunkiness

Last week Molly and I were talking blog posts. She asked if I ever worried, when writing my essayists posts, that the writers might visit my blog and read what I’d written. She said she’d once written about a craft book, and the author had shown up and commented on it. (Luckily, what she’d written [...]

atwitter: september

A blogging mama meet-up. A while back I wrote about meeting some blogging friends in person for the first time. Well, we did it again, but this time there were seven of us. The photo above is what Mr. T came up with when I asked him to use my camera to take a picture of [...]

Mr. T and I have been playing with probability lately. The other day he made a spinner. We got the idea from Math By All Means: Probability, Grades 1-2. I really like these books by Math Solutions, particularly the Math By All Means series and the Teaching Arithmetic series. I used them back when I [...]

the search engine post

“I think I’m boring people with my blog,” I said to Chris last night, as we were making dinner. And he said, “Well, you know…Pico Iyer.” Yes, I know, I know. My little essay project is self-indulgent and academic. It probably scares off more readers than it interests. So I started another post, which turned [...]

august: notes on pico iyer

Boy howdy, here we go again–try not to jump out of your skin! It’s time for yet another entry in my year of excellent essayists project. random notes: In August I read Pico Iyer, who is widely known as a travel writer, although he writes on a variety of topics, and often on globalism. He [...]

how to set a house on fire

A titillating post title (but perhaps an inappropriate one given the number of wildfires tearing through California right now.) I’m using it because it’s the title of H’s latest film. It screened at the SF Museum of Modern Art last night. It was part of a selection of youth films which are being released on [...]

Mr. T leaves crazy little play tableaus all over the house. Constantly. He immerses himself in an imaginary landscape and lingers there, and then eventually moves to another room, another game before I’ve noticed what’s happened. There are Zoob creations on the couch. Zoob creations beside The Beatles. The other day when I sat in [...]