As all of you likely know, the G20’s in town. I attended the Put People First march on Saturday, which was a peaceful, spirited display of people’s frustration with the job situation in this global economy, the decline of public services, and the seriousness of…
I know I’ve been remiss in writing in this space–I could blame it on any number of things (a trip to Morocco, a play, new friends, or, of course, work), but there’s no point really. I just hope some folks are still reading and haven’t…
Glor, gloooooorrrrr, glooo-o-rrrrr, gloo-o-o-o-ria… I’ll tell you something a little weird about me, something that no one probably knows. When I’m writing, I sometimes like to listen to a soundtrack that I’ve made for myself, compiled of various different versions of the song “Gloria In…
On Saturday night, I went with some friends to see Lemn Sissay perform his new one-man show, entitled “Why I Don’t Hate White People” at the Lyric Theatre in Hammersmith. While the piece posted above is meant to illustrate his incredibly lyrical quality (and perhaps…
It’s already clear what kind of semester this is going to be. I’m going to have to scrap my routine of cooking at home and having meals planned to enjoy at the end of the day, in favor of remaining forever ‘flexible’….meaning that I should…
I moved into my new flat on Sunday–a big open-plan studio with a full kitchen, high ceilings, lounge area and fireplace. I know that makes it sounds less like a studio and more like some sort of figment of my imagination, but I’m the one…
Since I’ve arrived in London, I’ve had the good fortune to set up home with my cousin, A. and her husband, Bi. They’re warm, gracious people with the dry humour of proper Brits and it’s made the transition feel more like a visit with friends…
So… I live in London now. The past month was a whirlwind of family visits, holiday festivities and work-crunchtime on an academic editing project that tested the very limits of my sanity. In the midst of all of this, my poor blog and its faithful…
Last week’s Top Chef made some pretty serious gaffs, the most egregious of them Fabio’s knowledge of the color wheel. Listen to me, and listen to me closely: Fabio. is. not. charming. A few years ago, B and T discovered that my impersonation of an…
It’s been especially difficult for me to write this week. There are old tasks piling up, ongoing tasks continuing, and new tasks for which to wait with dread. But, when I don’t feel motivated about political science, or forget why I chose this path, I…
