. a life-in-books by Amy Brown Through a series of coincidences, I ended up waiting for The Wolfman to start this Sunday with a copy of Sharp Teeth, by Toby Barlow, in my paws.  In this age of the Twilight series, it is expected that once one has written about vampires, one must immediately turn to [...]

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 185 Do Be Gentle It’s okay to look at your pain and your fear– But yes, do be gentle with them– Like you, they’re only trying to survive.

As someone who likes to do a lot of research after I’ve finished my rough draft, I’m ecstatic that so much is being written an filmed about my most important rough draft to date: my multiracial daughter. Anywho, here’s a trailer for yet another doc on multiracial identity. Yay!

. a blogumn by Monique King-Viehland A friend of mine, Katrina, tagged me in a post on Facebook about a recent study entitled, “A Year After Obama’s Election Blacks Upbeat about Black Progress, Prospects,” by the Pew Research Center.  Pew conducted a national survey of 2,884 adults, including 812 African Americans, via telephone between October [...]

So I’ve recently made the switch from a glass of wine with after-dinner TV to a cup of tea. Wine tastes great and makes me happy, but it’s also 125 calories a glass and it encourages me to say yes to my MIL’s homemade gelato, even if I don’t have any calories left for the [...]

Okay, well BabySmiling from “Baby Smiling in Back Seat” guessed correctly that yesterday’s lyric was from “Ol Man River” — but she didn’t quite get the artist who was Paul Robeson (though I almost gave it to her because she said it “sounded like Robitussin”). But I won’t crow about splitting the point, I’ll just [...]

My only thoughts re this website “Babies With Laser Eyes”: Yes!

. a blogumn by Amy Robinson I keep having dreams about donuts.  I’ll just wait here a moment while you get all the Freud jokes out of your system.  Donuts in my dreams are copious, specific and there is not a hot dog or cigar in sight.  One night I dreamt about mysteriously being sent [...]

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 184 Chasing Free Will To the extent that we can direct our own attention We can achieve free will — I thought, this morning, in meditation While trying to simply attend to my breath.

Hahaha! It’s funny, b/c it’s Avatar with babies! [Source: Topless Robot] Avatar… with Babies from The Midnight Show