I'm rarely surprised to discover how my childhood classmates turned out on Facebook. Like, the geeky girl with the coke bottle glasses, who whittled wood during recess, is now into belly dancing. The sophisticated European...
When I was 8, I went to the mall, bought my first diary, came home, and wrote about “The Boy at the Mall.” We didn't talk, but we made eye contact, and it was as if time stopped and we entered another dimension, in...
I was approaching 8 and not having an easy time with getting older. It wasn't like a gradual fall from grace - when you wake up one day and say, hmmm, bthings are not like how they used to be or how I thought they...
Bootstrap, v. : To make use of existing resources or capabilities to raise (oneself) to a new situation or state; to modify or improve by making use of what is already present.
Try this experiment. Gather a group of the cutest, sweetest, silliest, most rambunctious toddlers and little kids you know, even add a couple of bad-asses, into a room, maybe a living room. Make them feel safe. Give them rules but let them play....
The summer after my sophomore year of high school, I turned 16. It was my golden birthday, since I was born on June 16th. I had been told this was supposed to be a very special day, a birthday to remember forever. And for most of the day, it was...
I met Mark at a nightclub. No, wait. That's not true. My best friend, Dahlia, met Mark on the internet. This was, like, 1990-something. 6? 7? I was definitely old enough to drink. And we met him...
Greetings my name is Sigmund, I am from Los Angeles and I am a coincidentalist, (it has nothing to do with dentistry though). I study coincidence and consider it as my hobby. It started when I was 17 years old, (1972...
I'm a Moth Storyteller and writer (NY Press, Saturday Night Live) -- Here's a recent story, the one about me lying about being 14 and working at the local...
