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“I’m lying alone with my head on the phone”

Marlo is sitting in my lap, her feet draped just over the edge of my knees. I hold her close, press my nose into her fine blonde hair while she takes a small mound of blue clay and tries to mold it into a circle….

January 17, 2012


I’m sure you’ve seen this by now. (If not, please watch it.) Cami and I watched it a dozen or so times before we went out for sushi on Saturday night, and everything that came out of our mouths sounded exactly like that actor. At…

Tuesday’s Top Pick

Owls. On your hands. And you don’t even have to worry about them going crazy and pecking your eyes out. (Owls do that, right?) I couldn’t resist these. You might find them twee but all I see is clever. And strangers stopping you to tell…