Wednesday, January 24, 2007

When Are You White?

Here's a story by Lise Funderburg about feeling white.

Funderburg writes for O, among other magazines. She is the author of the excellent book Black, White, Other, in which she interviews multiracial people about their experiences growing up. Multiracial identity is a subject near and dear to my heart; another excellent book on the topic is Chandra Prasad's anthology Mixed: An Anthology of Short Fiction on the Multiracial Experience.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007


Thursday, 2/22
6:00-8:00 PM in the Kelly Writers House Arts Cafe: 7-Up on Bitter.

Seven-Up on Bitter features seven people speaking/performing/singing for seven minutes each about bitter things: bitter herbs, chocolate, relationships, the bitter-sweet & beer. Expect the unexpected! Featuring chocolate maker Kira Baker-Doyle, poet and hub member Julia Bloch, failed relationship expert Meredith Broussard, Rabbi Lauren Grabelle Herrmann, philosopher and hub member Richard Lawrence, and Otorhinolaryngology Research Associate Dr. Greg Smutzer.

If you haven't yet, check out the Kelly Writers House homepage for lots of exciting Philly writing events.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Alternative Burial Practices

Interview I'm most looking forward to listening to online: Terry Gross talking to Mark Harris, the author of Grave Matters: A Journey Through the Modern Funeral Industry to a Natural Way of Burial.

I am so fascinated by burial practices. I've always been super freaked-out by the idea of being buried after I'm gone. I'm all about the cremation.

There is a crematory garden at the church I grew up attending. The design is based on a circular garden my mom designed for our house. Anyway, when the garden was created, when I was in middle school or high school, I somehow got it in my head that the people's ashes would be scattered in and around the garden, not buried. It was a really cute little cloistered garden, with boxwood bushes (my favorite) surrounding a circular patch of grass with a birdbath in the middle. But not once did I set foot on that grass-- I didn't want to walk on the ashes of the dead people I thought were scattered there. I stuck to the flagstone path, and shuddered whenever I walked by.

My mom mentioned one day that, after she died, she wanted to be cremated and put in the crematory garden (cheerful conversation, right?). "Mom, I don't really want people tromping all over your ashes every day," I told her. "Can't we just get you a nice urn? I'll even put you on the mantle so we can talk to you, like our friends did with their dog. And their grandmother."

Mom explained that the ashes were buried in the corner of the garden, not scattered in the grass.

I felt like an ass.

I still don't like to walk over the grass in that garden, though.

Friday, January 19, 2007

DC Dive Apartment

Check out this hilarious article about the relationship between senators sharing a house in Washington. My favorite lines include a description of venison left in the freezer for 12 years, and the guy (Schumer, maybe?) who really likes cereal and eats practically the whole box.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

On the Blog Hiatus

So, I haven't posted in like six months, and there's a good reason for it: I had a baby. All the TV-watching was during the agonizing, drawn-out period of spending hours upon hours sitting around feeding the baby. Now, there's much less time spent feeding the baby, and more time spent playing with the baby, going places with the baby, thinking about the baby, etc.

I've turned into one of those people who thinks and talks mostly about the baby. Oy vey.

I did manage to take enough time away from the baby to participate in a Cringe event, hosted by the lovely and talented Sarah Brown. More on that eventually. In the meantime, you should check out her website and submit to her any teenage angst you feel like sharing.

I hear the baby waking up. Time for Law & Order.