In Memory of Megan Kanka (1987-1994)

Fifty-eight registered sex offenders live in Livermore, California. But twenty-four of them are in violation of their registration requirements. We don't know exactly where they are, and neither do the police. Comforting? Not at all. Livermore, however, is better off than some other California communities. Pomona is home to 252…

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Oh, Baby!

Baby. It was my first word, back when I was a baby myself. But the mere idea of eventually having one of my own (and there will only be one) scares me to distraction. Jon, too. Last week when I was sick and word got out, four different people made…

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A Few Good Men

I love this movie. "Oh that's a relief. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to use the 'liar, liar, pants on fire' defense." In high school I must have watched it at least a thousand times. And I shared my love for the film with my buddy, Dan Burkhart.…

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An update

So I've missed a week. Why? Illness. Totally valid. A personal type of illness, too. Yuck. But I'm getting better, slowly. Every day a little more. I can stand upright, talk, enjoy eating, drive. It's been a long week. What's new? I'm still working at Banana Republic. Still haven't opened…

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Me, the movie snob

Some have labeled me a "movie snob". That's accurate, I guess, considering I have my own unwavering definition of a "classic movie". As cult classics go, I have my opinions. And while I adore The Breakfast Club , Molly Ringwald leaves much to be desired in my opinion. The real movie…

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Demon Quesadilla

I've been attempting to watch what I eat. And it was working. But working at the mall makes it hard. Junk is everywhere! Dancing hotdogs on sticks, plump pretzels, Cinnabon (no other word comes close to describing the euphoria that is Cinnabon)... what's a girl to do with only 15…

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The Pomegranate

Summer is so beautiful! Today I gazed out my window with Disney sitting on the sill. Birds took flight, catching the sunlight with their backs and wings. Everything was green with freedom and health. I love summer. But, as a young woman I know that summer is finite, like life…

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