Openness to openness
The world is, wants to, and/or will be open again. Are we?
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Is it just me, or has this whole pandemic made you feel like a Jane Austen character? Instead of starting emails with “As per our earlier conversation…” or “Whatsup dog?,” I’m greeting friends and donors and assorted associates with, “How fare ye and thy kindred during this time of pestilence? Verily I hope thy parents […]
The future is coming. The future is unknown. The future is a colossal cloud. And that’s OK.
Despite the fact that they’ve successfully taken over the internet, cats are Luddites at heart. Don’t believe me? Well, have you ever read a single tweet by President Olive Rosenberg?
…you just need simple goodness. I’m talking ripe strawberries. Turquoise skies. Your favorite, achingly soft T-shirt. The news that Bill and Ted are back and more excellent than ever.
Public service announcement: Always speak the sweetness. Even if you’re nervous. Especially then.
When you were a kid, did you think “getting trapped in quicksand” was something you’d realistically have to worry about throughout your life? Me, too. (Thanks a lot, Saturday morning cartoons.) Turns out we were right…but who knew the quicksand would be metaphorical?
We’re making it through the pestilence. We survived the murder hornets. Then the locusts came. The weeping cities and burning hearts. And now, as a treat, earthquakes, tropical storms, and, locally, hailstones the size of moons.
What shall we be scared of today, kittens? I know, I know! Let’s go with “being changed.”
When is a Persian not a Persian? When Persia is now Iran, and besides, she’s Kuwaiti anyway.