These Things Called Doors
This might be a bit odd, but after having spent the past several years living with my parents, my brother, my grandmother and occasionally my grandfather,…
Throwback Thursday: Introducing Abuela Esther
It took some digging but I finally found my first ever post about my grandmother. This was written in the days before she moved in with…
My 2014 Hit List
I like sleeping. A lot. Hence the reason I want to murder people who wake me up earlier than I intend to wake up. For the…
Of Grandparents and Suitcases
The good thing about being an adjunct is that trekking across campus gives you the perfect excuse to purchase a trendy new laptop case (red leather,…
Wisdom from Downstairs: How Local Roads will End Gun Violence
My grandfather is a retired mechanic. Retired for thirty years mind you, and seeing as he never had the good sense to take up golf or…
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