Annie Parsons
Seasons
For me, the year is split up into four different “seasons.” Fall is running. Winter is gym. Spring is walking. Summer is hiking. When it comes to exercise, these are my natural inclinations – during that particular season, the corresponding activity just feels RIGHT. They’re not mutually exclusive – I’ll still go on walks in…
What I “do”
I changed jobs at the beginning of the year, and have spent the last several months learning what it is that I “do.” Here is my conclusion: my job is pretty cool. I work on the marketing team for LÄRABAR, which is a brand that I was smitten with long before I was ever connected…
Caine’s Arcade
You’ve probably seen this, since apparently it’s been viral for a while. I don’t know how I missed it, since the internet is my most frequent stomping ground (ugh, depressing). Anyhow, it was new to me. Take 10 minutes to watch this short film called “Caine’s Arcade” about a 9-year old boy who built an…
Lists
The days are flying by, and I wish that every weekend was twice as long. At night, I crash into bed and stare at the ceiling, making lists in my head of everything that I still need to do, remember, purchase. While I’m sure that obsessive list-making is a habit of some men, I think…
What to do with this blog
I have a confession: I don’t quite know what to do with this blog. The posting has been light, at best, in 2012. I’ve thought about scrapping the whole thing, taking the site down, going off-the-grid in the virtual world. I’ve thought about forcing myself to post more often, rehashing the meaningless minutia of each…
Linky doodle dandy
Last week, my friend Ryan Thomas (SHOUT OUT) pointed me toward this article in the Atlantic. It’s compelling and so spot on: “Is Facebook Making Us Lonely?” As usual, I’m behind the times when it comes to popular music. Right now, I’m loving Ellie Goulding’s “Lights.” My mom is a redhead. I’m thinking about being…
Business trips
A few days ago, I took Toad on a walk around the block (as far as she can go). It’s good for her to have the illusion of adventure. On this particular stroll, she stopped to do her business; Becca calls these walks her “business trips.” And because I am a responsible pet-owner, I had…
Home again, home again
I know that you’ve all been racked with anxiety since I announced that we might soon be living underneath a bridge. You’ve probably lost sleep, your hair, and your minds from the stress of it all. But worry no more, good friends and countrymen: we found a house. A HOUSE. A stand-alone structure. Do you…
These days
On Saturday, my friend Annie Herzig texted to offer me a $20 ticket to “Wicked.” I know – do $20 tickets to “Wicked” even exist? Is that even a thing? When you’re friends with Annie Herzig, yes, it’s a thing. And you should definitely say yes. Although I read the book awhile back, I wasn’t…
Haircuts for bears
Every morning, I pull up CNN.com to read about current events. As a person with no TV who despises talk radio, it’s the only window I have to the outside world. This morning, rather than reading about politics (so long, Santorum) or George Zimmerman (so long, lawyers), I opted to click on this link: “Texter…