Sara Ryan

So when there’s a Fluevog sale, and there are these totally kickass boots, and the only size available is your size…what can it be but destiny? Man. When I wear them, I will be almost tall.

After the sushi Although it was delicious Braces full of roe. Related — thanks, saintsegar & Sophia, for the book!

Ok kiplet… Five things most people don’t know about me: 1. I was fired from an ethnic clothing store for a. being insufficiently pushy as a salesperson and b. not helping the owner look for some hash she’d misplaced. 2. I briefly worked for the University of Michigan Physics Department, preparing materials for experiments. 3. [...]

And yep, it is indeed more reading from Empress. Download the mp3. Bits, pieces: Spotted a vanity plate yesterday which read “I RULE.” Noted that the driver had also attended, according to a bumper sticker: “University of University.” Confirmation that living outside Michigan for nearly a decade has turned me into a wimp: I was [...]

My friend and Clarion-mate Harry Ingham has a new story, “Shares,” up over at Dark Energy Speculative Fiction. It’s about music, infatuation, and intellectual property. It’s got a good beat, you can dance to it. Go, read.

I’ll go first. This is kind of sick: I learned that given a context in which to express it, I have a much stronger policy wonk streak than I previously suspected. You? Oh, and you can say more than one thing if you want. :)

Hey, I’ve uploaded my second podcast episode, although irritatingly, for reasons which remain obscure to me, only the first is showing up in iTunes. Obviously I’m still learning. Download the mp3.

Not for long, obviously, since I’m, like, totally blogging, but for a few hours. There’s nothing like a sudden minor emergency to make you realize how unprepared you are for an actual emergency. “Candles — right. I think there’re some tea lights? Somewhere?” “Wow, I have a lot of frozen food. And, like, dried lentils. [...]

Thanks to dirtylibrarian for introducing me to Antique Bakery by Fumi Yoshinaga. The setup in brief: Tachibana, disgruntled scion of wealthy family, abandons his business career to buy an antique shop and converts it to a bakery so customers can enjoy their fancy pastries on equally fancy china. Of course, he needs a pastry chef. [...]

I’m so glad someone put my favorite holiday song on YouTube. I just keep clicking “Watch again.” Other recommendations, y’all? P.S. to those who’ve been asking: the kitten’s name is Snag. (And no, not in reference to his being a Sensitive New Age Guy.)