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Chew It Up Good
I was about 25 on a visit to see my infant niece when the words flew unexpectedly out of my mouth, “Chew it up good.” My next thought was: Holy hell, I’m channeling my mother. I hadn’t heard the phrase...
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Let’s Embarrass my Entire Family
So my Holidailies streak is broken. Wait. Think about the word “streak” from an ESL (English as a second language) perspective. Look at the nouns alone. And I thought learning Japanese was daunting....
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Remembering Memories
“Here it come again!” My two year old nephew stood on the sand making an important discovery. “Here it come again!” At first he sounded surprised. “Here it come again!” But then he saw a pattern...
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Masochism, Chess and Expertise: Part 2.0
Previously on Masochism, Chess and Expertise, Ruth denied being a masochist, and expressed feeling overwhelmed with the plethora of information available on the web about how to write/publish/blog...
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First Step: Eliminate Olympic Dreams
I jumped, and then it was all upside down mauling — hands squeezing my ribs, gripping my thighs — for a second too long before, somehow, I landed on my feet again. “You did it! A handspring!” The...
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Say it Loud, Say it Proud: Pussy Pussy Pussy
Last February, a group of artists who call themselves Pussy Riot staged a performance inside the male-only section of a Catholic church in Russia. The next month, Maria Alyokhina, Yekaterina...
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It is a Gift to be Called Ruth
Aunt Ruth, my great aunt, lived down the street from my grandma and grandpa in a town I used to describe as, “I mean, like, totally SMALLER than Mayberry.” For most of my life — and most of my mom’s,...
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Sketchbook Project 2013: Meditation with Glue
Fewer than ten days left before the shipping deadline, I’m finally gaining momentum with my work on the Brooklyn Art Library’s 2013 Sketchbook Project. Things are going much better now than back in...
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OKAY. Kind of Awesome, Sometimes
This morning at 8:21 am I felt happy, and for the first time since he died, my ice cube of grief didn’t dilute any bit of the goodness. I had put my mourning down for a moment. It was so rare and such...
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First Snow (Revisited)
If I had my very own personal Ghost of Christmas Past, there is one night I would revisit: the night my family helped two men from across the world settle into their new home in the United States....
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