Honestly, Truly

There is a point when you admit that buying the thing won’t make anything better. You know you shouldn’t for several reasons involving budgets and responsibility and the upcoming holiday season. You know it won’t resolve the issues underlying the knot in your stomach or the air of sadness that wafts around you from day to day.

When you reach that point, and all illusions are cast by the wayside, you can face yourself honestly and really figure out what you stand for and what is really important in your life.

And that’s precisely when you buy the thing anyway.

Assorted Life Things


Hoggie turned five and is starting kindergarten this week. It wasn’t really sinking in so I thought if I wrote it on the internet, it would become more real. And it did. I feel like I should be more freaked out than I am and I haven’t decided whether or not I’m going to cry on his first day of school. Currently, I’m leaning toward not. If I do end up crying, it’ll be the day I take him to his first soccer practice because that is the day I turn a corner toward “suburban” and that is a descriptive that I just cannot tolerate at this phase in my life.

I’ve been playing softball with my coworkers and it’s awesome. I got hit in the face with the ball last week and, while that wasn’t very awesome, it made me realize something about frustration and its impact on performance.

After doing battle with hyperpigmentaton for the majority of my life (twenty years worth…UGH), my skin is clearing up noticeably. I’m crediting a combination of time, consistency, black soap, Chaotic scrub from Bee Lux (which isn’t on the site anymore, but you could mix some brown sugar, turmeric, lemon essential oil and honey to the same effect), and Belle Butters mango moisture butter for face. Also, this stuff is the best acne/blemish treatment I’ve tried.

It’s getting cold and that means fall is coming and that means I’m going to mourn the loss of daily heat and sunshine but that also means I get to pull out warm clothes and feel like I have a whole new wardrobe. Hopefully this keeps me from shopping. Hopefully. Hope for me? Post forthcoming.

Sooooooooooo, how are you? What’s new?


Food for Thought

As Emily Bell has written: “Social media hasn’t just swallowed journalism, it has swallowed everything. It has swallowed political campaigns, banking systems, personal histories, the leisure industry, retail, even government and security.”


Bell, the director of the Tow Centre for Digital Journalism at Columbia University – and a board member of the Scott Trust, which owns the Guardian – has outlined the seismic impact of social media for journalism. “Our news ecosystem has changed more dramatically in the past five years,” she wrote in March, “than perhaps at any time in the past 500.” The future of publishing is being put into the “hands of the few, who now control the destiny of the many”. News publishers have lost control over the distribution of their journalism, which for many readers is now “filtered through algorithms and platforms which are opaque and unpredictable”. This means that social media companies have become overwhelmingly powerful in determining what we read – and enormously profitable from the monetisation of other people’s work. As Bell notes: “There is a far greater concentration of power in this respect than there has ever been in the past.”

The increasing prevalence of this approach suggests that we are in the midst of a fundamental change in the values of journalism – a consumerist shift. Instead of strengthening social bonds, or creating an informed public, or the idea of news as a civic good, a democratic necessity, it creates gangs, which spread instant falsehoods that fit their views, reinforcing each other’s beliefs, driving each other deeper into shared opinions, rather than established facts.


From Katharine Viner’s article  “How Technology Disrupted the Truth” in The Guardian.  Probably one of the  most important things I’ve read in a long time.