Nothing but the title: 10%. Likely inscrutable, almost certainly excessively highbrow.
A person or persons in white robes standing near a pillar: 25%. Might be worth a gamble; might be outrageously dull.
A person or persons in white robes, standing near a pillar, in front of a background with two or more moons in the sky: 80%. Almost certainly excellent. Approaches 100% if there is a cat of unusual size somewhere near the spine.
Part of a woman’s face: 5%. Almost certainly a memoir of worst kind.
Part of a woman’s face, hazily obscured: 1%.
Rippling water: 0%. -10% if there is a woman’s face visible beyond the rippling water (the 10% means I will go watch a very bad movie instead). More
As those of you who checked in here on Friday know, I launched my book last week. It was an exciting moment for me, and one I’ve been looking forward to in some sense for most of my life. I got slews of nice emails from friends and strangers on Friday and generally my spirits were up. I’m even having a little party this week to celebrate it. And yet… More
Tell me if this happens to you.
Youâ€™re at the gym or driving your car or brushing your teeth (these are the places my ideas tend to strike) and you have an epiphany. All of the things youâ€™ve been letting marinate for months suddenly coalesce and you have the solution: how to achieve your goal whether itâ€™s getting the attention of someone youâ€™ve secretly been pining for or starting a company or spending a year in Paris. You stand for a moment like an animal frozen just between fight and flight. Is this a brilliant idea or a stupid one? You know itâ€™s pretty far in one direction or the other but you donâ€™t know which. And just as you imagine yourself seizing the day and taking that risk; this other voice storms into your brain from God knows where, spouting all of the reasons that this thing you want to do canâ€™t be done, all of the reasons this is a bad idea, a bad time, a bad moon. That voice seems pretty damned authoritative and before youâ€™ve spit in the sink, your nascent little epiphany has been crushed by it. That voice may sound like the voice of reason, with all its talk about bills and practicality and self-preservation but more than likely, itâ€™s just the fear talking. More
Andrea is on a quest to check off a bucket list of items in her 29th year. You can read more about her adventures at her blog, Thirty-Things. I had lunch last week with my baby cousin who just graduated … More
Watch this all the way through. Though seriously, we do care a lot about what Lady Gaga is wearing.