There’s No Place Like Plrtz Glrb

I wonder if anyone has ever written a paper about the wanton destruction of property and how it relates to the concepts of home and homelessness in the Buffyverse? Everytime I watch a “home” that I’ve grown fond of get torn up or chopped down or blown apart (for example — spoilers! — Buffy’s living… Read more »

Home Is Where the Orchids Are

When I arrived at my sister’s, secret codename: Cordelia’s, house early last week, I very nearly kissed her on both cheeks. When I arrived at my own door late last week and pulled out my keyring, for a moment I couldn’t remember which key was the one that opened my door. I thought to myself,… Read more »

“Where Thou art — that — is Home”

(Thus spake Emily Dickinson.) So, moving is not one of my favorite activities. And finding a home in a place that is 1,158 miles from my current home, well, that’s stressful, because, you know, I’m down here, not up there, and I’m not sure when I’m going to be able to get up there, so… Read more »

Poor Old Wapping

So, I’ve been reading Philip Pullman‘s Sally Lockhart mysteries (and loving them, especially The Shadow in the North.) However, this passage in The Ruby in the Smoke startled me: Beyond the Tower of London, between St. Katharine’s Docks and Shadwell New Basin, lies the area known as Wapping: a district of docks and warehouses, of… Read more »

A Bucket, a Bucket, My Kingdom for a Bucket

(Recently overheard in my household, pronounced by a person who had lost the bucket) If I could only bottle the way I feel when I’m driving to the airport at 4am, I would never be afraid of anything. The day before I travel tends to be a misery. I read The House at Pooh Corner… Read more »

I’m Shipping Up to Boston (to Find My Wooden Leg)

Extra points to anyone who can identify the source of my title. Cordelia, Joe, Athanasius, and Mr. Meriwether Tigleth Bonaparte Monkey: you are not eligible for this contest. (Edit: And no googling!) This post is a shout out to my Aunt Mary, who just arrived in northeast Thailand, where she’ll be volunteering as an English… Read more »

Home

After living in a big old house in the northeastern Pennsylvania countryside for 32 years (also known as my whole life), my parents are moving to Audubon, New Jersey to be closer to family and civilization and to take on a more manageable property. This is a really good thing for them. Nonetheless, all this… Read more »