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10 Things I Liked Enough to Show You: 28 February – 6 March 2015

How to type an ellipsis, an en dash, and an em dash on a Mac:

  • ellipsis (…) = option + ;
  • en dash (–) = option + -
  • em dash (—) = option + shift + -

"On being a trans woman and crossing the bathroom line" by Xeph Kalma at Rabble.ca:

If you ever run into someone who might not visually match the gender of the washroom you've found them in, just chill. They are probably way, way, way more scared of you, than you of them. Scared of losing their job, scared of not being able to find employment again, scared of losing housing, scared of having to even look someone in the eye/talk to them. Don't say anything; just leave us be. We'll be on our way in no time.

"3D printing delicious, living, edible snacks" by Xeni Garden at Boing Boing:

Food designer Chloé Rutzerveld's concept for "healthy and sustainable" 3D-printed snacks that sprout little herbs and mushrooms for flavor sounds like something we'd very much like to munch.

Want to know how a lot of people talk in Saskatchewan? I'm from here, and I understand every word without the subtitles.

"'Spocking' Laurier on $5 not illegal, says Bank of Canada":

For years, Canadians have been wielding pens to draw Spock's pointy Vulcan ears, sharp eyebrows and signature bowl haircut on the fiver's image of Laurier.

It's true. I've seen it.

"A Brewing Problem" talks about the staggering amount of waste coffee pod use creates:

"If you ever find yourself throwing out a K-Cup, and then you remember that 13 billion went into landfills last year, do you feel okay contributing to that?” said Hachey. “That's what it comes down to.”

The Village People put out a punk song in 1981 called "Foodfight", and I love it. (via WIL WHEATON dot NET)

"Not the Usual College Party (This One’s Sober)" by Jennifer Conlin at NYTimes.com:

For this reason — because the culture of college and drinking are so synonymous — in September 2012 the University of Michigan joined what are now 135 Collegiate Recovery communities on campuses all over the country. While they vary in size from small student-run organizations to large embedded university programs, the aim is the same: to help students stay sober while also thriving in college.

"Let’s Really Be Friends: A defense of online intimacy" by Kyle Chayka at The New Republic:

The stigma associated with online friendship, that persistent doubt that “real” intimacy can only be created via physical encounter, has not faded. Even in this, the Age of Social Media, when virtual interaction populates almost every facet of daily existence, online friendships are still viewed with suspicion. But they shouldn’t be. The time has come to obliterate the false distinctions between digital ties and the ones that bind us in the physical world. Our lives on Twitter and Tumblr are today a real part of our real lives.

Grace in Small Things No. 557

  1. Plaid flannel shirts make me feel at home. I own about four of them.
  2. The weather is steadily getting warm enough that I will leave my house today! This hint of the coming spring is enough to make me open the windows prematurely.
  3. I love the soft feel of just-this-side-of-melt snow compressing under the ball of my boot.
  4. Kaleidoscopes.
  5. My dishwasher's sloosh sloosh sloosh in the evening when the day is done rocks me into quietness.

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On Being a Fish On Dry Land and the Thread of Anxiety Deep In the Bones

On Being a Fish On Dry Land and the Thread of Anxiety Deep In the Bones

Some days are hard. February is hard. March is hard.

I was standing in a tiny grocery store the other day, white-knuckling some chapstick in my coat pocket while I stared into a dairy case and coached myself to breathe, because I needed to pretend to the staff that I was shopping for cheese instead of panicking about them offering me assistance. I knew my mouth wouldn't operate properly if they did. It would open and close without breathing any air like a gawping fish when it is pulled out of water.