Thank You For Your Resume. Never Contact Us Again.

Dear Jennifer, Thank you for your interest in working as a writer/editor for our esteemed organization. While your credentials and experience appear to be adequate, we have received a record number of applicants and have decided to move forward with another candidate who is clearly much better and definitely much hotter than you. Even though […]

Male Rain

In the Navajo vernacular, this time of year we often get what is called male rain, níłtsą́ bikąʼ. These are drenchers that come on strong and swift, rutting out driveways, turning the river a sudden brown, and they’re usually finished just as fast as they started. This happens when upwellings of heat from the ground […]

Executives Dysfunctioning

“Being a CEO is tough because you’re in a meeting from 9 to 10—internal meeting—this design is wrong. 10:00, there’s a customer. 11:00, there’s an interview. 12:00, there’s an employee quitting that you don’t want to quit that was not on your schedule, and you’re eating while you’re dealing with that, so you better not […]

Join me in escaping from reality

Dear readers: Everything is (once again?) terrible. At least in this country. It feels like a roller coaster descent into the worst parts of history. My brain spends its days vacillating between wild panic and stubborn denial. I guess what I’m saying is this: I’ve got nothing for you unless you want a funeral wail […]

Up in Smoke

Last week my family traveled to Oregon for an end-of-summer trip. We wanted to start in Bend, in the central part of the state. There we would hike and explore a bit—somewhat to her dismay, I was especially eager to take my daughter up South Sister, one of the Three Sisters volcanoes—before driving down to […]

Orb Weaver

Happy spider mating season! I keep finding baby spiders in my shoes, and every morning there are new cobwebs in my car’s steering wheel. Maybe you’re seeing more spiders, too? Our own LWONian Betsy Mason wrote about the noble art of counting spiders for Knowable Magazine last year. And this little post first ran in […]

It’s Roasted Tomato Season, Motherfuckers

This is an annual post, with apologies to Colin Nissan. I don’t know about you, but I have been waiting all year to wrap my hands around some tasty, tender tomatoes and arrange them in colorful patterns on my kitchen counter.  That shit is going to look like the embodiment of late summer. I’m dusting off […]