I just saw the Yankees play the Blue Jays at Yankee Stadium, my first professional baseball game in about eight or nine years. I found it hilarious and delightful, but truth be told, I only have one true love when it comes to baseball.
I’m working on deadline today, so this is going to be quick — but in a short and sweet kind of way, rest easy. They’re all good stories, Brent.
I had jury duty on Thursday; happily (sorry, civic duty), I wasn’t selected from the pool, but actually happily, that meant I walked out of the Brooklyn courthouse right into the Yemeni-American Bodega Strike. It was stunning and beautiful. I’ll let this video speak for itself: View this post on Instagram "JUSTICE! NOW!" #bodegastrike AContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Free speech, werewolf handbooks and the 3.5 percent”
Have you seen Hidden Figures? You absolutely need to see Hidden Figures, a movie that makes no apologies for its brilliant Black women and for its depiction of the systems that humiliated and suppressed them. I just get really excited whenever I see that it’s doing well, and for a non-scifi film, it’s inspiring some incredible fanart.Continue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Inside/outside, middle ground and how to have a baby”
There’s still goodness in the world: Michele dressed up as Ruth Bader Ginsburg for super heroes day at her school. And she got a personal note from Justice Ginsburg days later. pic.twitter.com/ctXejn0Ljc — Yashar Ali 🐘 (@yashar) January 7, 2017 a friend's mom recently learned how to use emojis and has been using the poopContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Expendable courtiers, boring dictatorships and the end of life”
It’s the Friday before Christmas, and… this is where we are, basically: it would be pretty cool to not be terrified of nuclear war — Gavia Baker-Whitelaw (@Hello_Tailor) December 23, 2016 https://twitter.com/joelcifer/status/812297263234109440 I have takenthe powersthat werein the constitution and whichyou probablyplannedto use Forgive meplutocracy isso sweetand so cold — the supreme court will destroyContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Cold War throwbacks, A-list blackouts and the new underground”
The news keeps being heavy. I’m trying not to burn myself out, but it feels unbearable in its own way not to be a witness and speak out against this. If you want to stop here, that’s totally fine; here’s a first-person account of falling down a chimney for clicking over, which I appreciate. ForContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Falling down a chimney, lighting the oil and rereading history”
You might say to yourself, “Esther, it’s Monday. Don’t your link roundups come out on Tuesdays and Fridays?” To that I say, “There is no way I’m missing out on sharing Halloween stories before the clock hits midnight and it’s November.” FOR INSTANCE: I have written a story for Refinery29 (my first!) on clowns and the culturalContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Clowns, witches and the trapdoor to Hell”
The folk singer Dar Williams has a song that blew my mind as a Beatles-loving high schooler. “I Won’t Be Your Yoko Ono” surmises, much to my dutifully myth-swallowing teenage heart, that Yoko is not only a person but a gifted artist who had much less to do with “breaking up the Beatles” than an easy, misogynisticContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Living legends, gritty reboots and how to rise above”
The news is loud and horrible, everyone is stressed out and “Noise Is a Drug and New York Is Full of Addicts,” from Nautilus, pretty much says it all. As I type this, I hear my next-door neighbor’s incessant addiction to reggaeton loud and clear through my paper-thin walls; later this afternoon will come the Mr.Continue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Selkie singers, one-page novels and $1M worth of eels”