It’s all about me
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Originally, I had planned to write a 3 Sentence Review for the surreal-action-sci-fi movie, Everything Everywhere All at Once, a film about a middle-aged woman who consistently fails at life and becomes entangled in a bizarre series of events in which she, because of her deficits, is tapped to save the multiverse by channeling her
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It’s not actually today, but it is in October, and that’s close enough to count. I am NOT one of those people who will get mad at you for missing my birthday. Firstly, because I’m willing to accept well wishes at any time! But mostly, because I find no shame in looking forward to and
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I hung out with a friend the other day who apologized for being too “fluffy”. She considered her poise, consideration, and compassion a flaw. WHAT?! I mean, yes, I get it, she does spend more time with each client than her cohorts, allowing them to pontificate and share stories of grandchildren, pets, and favorite TV
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Our mobile phone use has gone beyond convenience. No longer merely an accessory, they’ve become extensions of our bodies. They are not just handy gadgets, they’re practically hands. Phones are everywhere. Every person in every place. Every? Yep, pretty much. A fully functional mini-computer–you can check email, peruse social media, take pictures, play games, buy
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I am frequently reminded of my own faults and failings. Luckily, for the most part, they are insignificant in the grand scheme of things, but still bothersome to me. I have a Stupid Theory. The theory itself may or may not be stupid, but the idea is that it’s important to sometimes be stupid. It’s
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I am not the avid reader I used to be, but I still try my best to keep up. I have an audio book in my car at all times, I have a bath book (which will probably be ignored until autumn at this point), and a bedside table book. Since I no longer race
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Hermes is the Greek god of Travel. After last Friday, I can’t help but believe that the cunning trickster and fleet-footed messenger read my previous post, Travel Days are THE WORST, snickered and said, “Hold my beer.” To recap, last Sunday my friend and I booked a room at a hotel near the bus station
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Yes, I have blogged about this before, and even then I was sure I’d posted prior to that. I’ve also mentioned that I am a terrible packer. And this trek will be shoved into carry-on only! I’m writing early so I don’t miss my blog post. It is NOT Monday morning yet, but I am
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I was cool with being basic. Now I’m cooler being Next Level Basic. Next Level Basic, #NLB, is a best seller by Stassi Schroeder, an author, reality TV star, and podcaster. Being Next Level Basic is about having fun and celebrating yourself. Stassi is totally L.A.–via New Orleans– beautiful, slender, semi-famous with gorgeous hair, a
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Seeing familiar objects or patterns in otherwise random or unrelated objects is called Pareidolia. Etymologically speaking, the word derives from the Greek words pará, “beside, alongside, instead [of]” and eídōlon “image, form, shape”. Pareidolia is something most of us experience but few of us know how to pronounce. For the record, it’s:pear-uh-dole-ee-uh(This according to my phonetics, the
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