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   "You cradle robber!" he said to my father. We were in Tulum, Mexico on a random vacation in the middle of my hair pulling, snot bubble, tear causing process of applying to college. Why? Don't you need to spend any...

 

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. 

 

This is a story that was produced by Texas Folklife.  It's a story about my Vietnamese mother and I living in Austin, TX.  She helped create a Vietnamese community by renting apartments to large families.  This drastically...

 

Back in my first quarter of my first year of college, I took a Philosophy class. The graduate student teaching the class used to yell at us, "You can't. plan. fun!" and I'd scribble down those words in...

 

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...

Sometime in 2004, might have been 2003, I went for the weekend and my house was broken into. 

All my jewelry was stolen.  Not like I am a high roller, with lots of bling..I'm an artist.  My jewelry collection was like a...

The attached audio file is from the Stoop Storytelling Series, Baltimore, MD from June, 2012. TRT approx 6 min.

A long road trip along the Mississippi reveals a woman's peculiar obsession.  Owning up to the obsession...

I hope nobody takes this as another one of those awful SPAM posts. I just wanted to share a link to this small but budding Story SLAM website, featuring stories told live by local (Ann Arbor, MI) entrepreneurs. Other story lovers like me might...

 

This is how it works:

You get drunk. At a party. A glorious, summer party, one with lots of friends and boys (and girls) and beautiful people in general. You tend to throw yourself into things, especially tonight, because it...

 

When I think of my time in Paraguay I think of the following:

The smell of burning wood.

The desert.

People with brown leathery skin

And almost being sold as a prostitute.

 

Shopping for dish soap at the City Line Target, I pick a bottle of Palmolive marked two for five dollars. My mom puts it back in favor of Dawn. “Brand loyalty,” she says.

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I’m a runner. I run for health and fitness- although I used to run to win the race. I’m a runner now. I run and I run and I run.

But I have a secret …and it’s a big one. I bet you can’t guess what it is.