I’d sprain my ankle if it meant getting an up close look at some tea party protesters. President Obama came to Holland, Michigan this week. That’s right, B.O. himself caught wind of the Dutch frenzy that permeates the hamburgers in this town of non-risque nightgowns and large family portraits. Though he was a few days […]

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“That shirt makes your armpits look great.” In seventh grade I subscribed to the ‘tight tank top under loose tank top’ style made possible by The Gap and several trend-setting pre-teens.  In fifth grade I embraced the gloriousness of hypercolor fabric with a classy tank that changed from blue to pink during the hotness of […]

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Thirteen hundred people dressed in traditional Dutch costume have got to be on to something. In Mid-May, Holland, MI hosted its event of the year: Tulip Time. I’m still recovering.  For the uninitiated, Tulip Time is a week-long festival of everything Dutch.  Everyone dons traditional costumes, complete with wooden shoes, and lines the streets while […]

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Welcome to Canada! Enjoy your holding cell. Someone needs to redesign detention.  I pulled up to the border yesterday around 11am.  I rolled down my window at the checkpoint, placed a polite hello and ended up in Canadian immigration detention for an hour and a half. I’m convinced that the border employees had a pool […]

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I have a crush on the Icelandic ash cloud. My day was devoid of tricorn caps, muskets, and marathoners.  I heard no gunfire.  I went to work without incident and returned home with zero fanfare.  Today was Patriots Day and nobody in Michigan noticed. Patriots Day! How can a holiday so central to my childhood […]

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