- Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan ~ I don’t know what I expected this book to be, but it blew anything I might have expected out of the water. Holy crap, this is a beautiful book. Seeing How to Survive a Plague first really informed my reading experience, and I recommend that you do this, too. Stunning.
- Midwinterblood by Marcus Sedgwick ~ This year’s Printz winner. I know that a lot of factors go into choosing the winner, but I can’t accept that any YA book last year could go against Eleanor and Park and emerge victorious under any circumstances.
- The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss ~ Reading this because Hank Green said to. It is taking me forever, but I like it a little more every day. I just need some actual women characters to show up and then I might love it.
- Dallas Buyer’s Club ~ Eh? Can’t muster strong feelings, weirdly. I feel very dissociated in general from this year’s Oscars experience.
- Veronica Mars ~ Had fun watching this with my brother but it fell a bit short for me. I think realizing that I am Team Piz was one of those moment when I felt like a true grown-up. But honestly.
Favorite things on Internet:
- Kids covering “Happy” makes me happy.
- Abbi Jacobson’s Tumblr.
- For several years during the 2000s, the website I read most faithfully was Television Without Pity. I still have my Mighty Big TV Buffy tote bag. I never commented or recapped, but I loved and I loved big, not just recaps by friends like Al’s Deadwood recaps and Anna Beth’s Everwood recaps but obviously everything Pam ever wrote there, Kim’s Felicity recaps, Deborah’s Joan of Arcadia recaps, Sarah’s Friday Night Lights recaps — I mean — these words truly enriched my thoughts and feelings about shows that truly enriched my life, right or wrong. Half the time I needed Al to translate whole conversations on Deadwood. Anyway, I’ve been reading a lot of appreciative posts now that it’s shutting down, and I especially liked this one because of this:
I can, I suppose, understand why the wealthy overlords do not want to update TWoP anymore. But taking the archives offline is a weird spiritual crime against pop culture. The site is a shining example of how pop criticism changed in the 2000s, and closing it down erases part of TV and internet-culture history. The TWoP archives are more than just riffs about actors’ bad haircuts or exasperated rants about the inanity of Real World housemates — they’re a record of contemporary thought, a source of both entertainment and enlightenment.
- Take the wonderful “April Is the Cruelest Month” episode of Sports Night recap by Daniel. I mean — this is just one example of what I wish could stay online forever. [UPDATE: The archives are staying up! Thank you Lord.]
Casey explains that he saw the video-store guy and got to thinking. “What?” asks Dan. “That I wouldn’t trade the last ten years working with you for anything. Not for anything, Danny, I swear to God.” And it was here, right here, right this very moment that I started to cry at this beautiful friendship, and I cried like I haven’t cried since Gretzky’s last game. And I wasn’t even drunk when I watched this show (for once) and the only other reason I could think of for getting so emotional was that perhaps I have some sort of Male Ovulation Disorder, but whatever the reason, I bawled my eyes out and it only got worse as they hugged (a real hug, not one of those fake-ass stereotypical TV-guy back-pat one-armed hugs) and Danny says, “Say ‘you’re doing good,’” and Casey says, “You’re doing good.” And they go in to the seder and Jeremy blesses the wine and the show ends, and in fact my eyes are welling up again as I write this recap so I have to end it here. I know I make fun of this show a lot, but in my personal Top Ten Things on Television, all ten are Sports Night.
- Meanwhile, missing Enlightened never gets old. I will miss it forever.
- Willa Paskin on Broad City and Billy on the Street. So good. Billy Eichner has been bringing joy to my life for many years, and Abbi and Ilana might have saved me in March. They are all I need right now.
I ran away to Nashville on the first day of March to celebrate my birthday one day late and see my brother and friends who live there. It was a quick but satisfying trip … some of my favorite food, my brother & his brother playing a swell gig, a toddler, an infant, and quality visiting and good times. Aside from the snow, I loved it. (Snow: hate.) Nashville is a lovely, musical, magical place.
Flying home …
Best Food Eaten:
Brunch at Marche, Mitchell’s banh mi, and the chicken tortilla soup and sweet potato/quinoa tacks at Mas Tacos (all in Nashville) were all divine.
Also, my red velvet chocolate chip birthday bunt cake was basically everything. My friends threw me a Mexican potluck birthday party, and I didn’t think I wanted or needed this, but apparently I did. I don’t know what I did to get the tribe of people I have in my life, but I am very dang fortunate.
And of course the best food of spring is always this:
Pets Still Alive:
Best Live Music:
I got to see my brother play both in Nashville and at home in March, and that is always my favorite live music.
The St. Patrick’s Day parade day remains one of this town’s very best days, now and always. It starts with wonderful neighborhood breakfast parties and invariably leads to miles and miles of walking, finding old friends and new, music, and bliss. I love it for so many reasons, including seeing a couple on the railroad tracks in the distance and hoping they’re falling in love.
And wearing a green wig and being silly with my rockstar baby brother. (P.S. I keep trying to shrink this photo but it keeps showing as extremely GIANT on my screen so apologies if it’s obnoxiously massive.)
And wandering into a strangers’ backyards and finding scenes like this.
I feel good this month. I’ve gone from still really pretty bald to feeling like I have enough hair to go hatless at work and being like, whatever. I am used to the double-takes now and am just rolling with it. HONESTLY, WHO CARES. Yoga continues to stand between me and the mental asylum, and I love it so much even as I fall over and sometimes feel like I am going to break myself in half. I’ve also enjoyed trying to run again, even though I can only run for about 10 minutes at a time before I have to take a break, and by “run” I mean jog slowly. But sweating makes me feel very alive.
Oh, how I will miss the white pelicans when they go. I love our lakes in all the months but mostly in spring.
I also enjoyed an afternoon spent walking around in the grey windy drizzle, making Anna Beth listen to Benjy’s “Here I Go” on my phone speaker along the way, a song about walking down the street in New Orleans, while we walked down the street in New Orleans, which might not sound very fun, but it was.
Flowers, Plants, and Trees:
I bought an enormous fern. Enormous. It looks like Cousin It hanging down in the middle of the front of my house. I am in love with it.
Everywhere you turn in March are blooms and life.
Over and over this month I thought of the lines from Josh Ritter’s “A Certain Light” …
It’s been winter for a while
The north wind’s wail cut like a baby child’s
It was hard to think a smile
Could bring the springtime
But it did, and now it is.