this morning i went to cast my vote in the primaries and i was the only one there. "if we held our breath between voters," the election volunteer said, "we'd be dead." yesterday, when i paid chipotle for my lunch, the guy gave me

I just got a call from the Working Families Party, asking if I could spare some time to volunteer during tomorrow's primaries. It's a good party, I'm a member and supportive, but I couldn't and I told him I couldn't, I had no spare time right now. I

I'm back from the road and in the odd position of being happy to see the streets of New York again. For better or worse, the trip made me question so many assumptions and beliefs and plans that I'm feeling completely untethered now. And not, I think,

Sometimes when I read BigSleep666 I get a little jealous, and think about how close I came to that ideal...They really are so awesome together.

Every time I travel this year I think of each trip as an escape, and picture myself holed up on a porch, in a yard, by a pool, reading and writing and contemplating and thinking. And yet it never happens. Instead it is bike rides and car trips and ch

I used to be boy crazy, but it's been months since anyone on the street or subway or elevator has caught my eye. And I've stopped looking at happy couples with that sighing combination of admiration and jealousy, too. My wistful longing is now solel

This Friday the Gotham Girls play Madison Wisconsin in our first ever interstate bout - so exciting! Even more exciting - I made the All-Star team! I know. I'm as shocked as any of you. It's a history-making bout for sure, and you all want to be ther

apparantly cowboy boots are the new pointy shoes.and pregnant is the new black.

After I posted my googlism list of all possible megans, Josh emailed me with this:"megan is unable to resist the temptation to create this new machine" my reply: oh man. i NEED that machine. "dubloonomatic." awesome.Josh's r

Today was a very New York stereotype day. Pilates at lunch, then out to get sushi and iced coffee, walking in the sunshine in my all-black skirt and shirt and sandals, all sleek, listening to my ipod, heading back to my publishing job.Fourteen-year-o

...but really, i'm so tired of waiting...

Last night I brought brownies to derby practice (to prove a point about my baking skills to doubtful teammates) and every person I offered a treat to asked, "Are they special brownies?" To which I replied, "Do I look like I know where

Network news is network news, but still, I always had a soft spot in my heart for Peter Jennings. I think it started the night I saw him roll his eyes when quoting Reagan. Or maybe it was just the wry Canadian delivery."There are a lot of people

This has been going around MySpace and it's awesome. Googlism.com. Type in your name, in quotes, and it defines you through what google finds. It's like a glimpse into your possible futures.I love mine. It reads like high school poetry.And some of it

Some generic EntertainmentHollywoodAccessTonight show was playing as I cleaned and silkscreened tonight, the whole show dedicated to celebrity pets. Fuzzy dogs and fat pugs and tiny rat-like things, all of them wearing clothes and jewelry that cost m

I suppose in light of what happened, it's not much of a surprise that I've been having trouble sleeping this week. The weekend wasn't bad, with the breeze blowing through the window and the temperatures down to a normal summer high. But then Monday r

Every day we let a little something else go; and this is good, because we slowly heal. And this is sad, because we lose another piece of what we loved.Not sad for the loss, but sad for how we don't find it tragic anymore.

One of the new editorial assistants I hadn't met yet came into my office to drop off work, and I almost introduced myself using my derby name. "Hi, I'm... Megan." It sounded so strange coming out of my mouth, like I was introducing her to s

Except for a Friday night swapping stories with some derby girls, I spent most of this weekend in my apartment. I skipped a party and didn't really see or talk to anyone, but I was super-productive and it turned out to be one of the best weekends in

We sat on the G train, going from his house to my house. I'm not sure why; I only remember that we had skates with us. Maybe it was practice the next day.We sat on the train and traded tales of injuries, and I told him the story of the concussion,

it's sad.it's sad and it's not going to stop being sad.but there are other things to be done...

take my hand and take my heart I shiver when you're near deliver me from everything and drive me home my dear Accelerated pain, White nothings on the wheel again Shut your mouth, Lets move on out of here

I was talking to my cousin about the bout on Friday, and how I acquitted myself. He's a ref, so he's got a good vantage point for that sort of thing. "Oh, and I made the All-Star team for the August bout against Madison!" I said. He congrat

I was exhausted all day and wanted so badly to go to bed early, but at eleven o'clock an idea hit me and I knew I should write it down. I haven't in the past, or only jotted it on bits of scrap paper by my bed, but even if I find the scribbling in th

Today I stopped into my local music megastore in another thwarted attempt to buy this. As I was walking back to the door, I passed the rack of hip books and my eye caught a cover that looked like a mix tape. Hmmm, familiar, I thought, and walked over