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Space Babies and Other Signs We’ve Lost Our Minds
Scientists are experimenting with fertility and embryos in space, and somehow this is being treated as progress. A skeptical, sarcastic look at space baby science, billionaire priorities, and why fixing life on Earth feels like the better plan. Continue reading
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Freaking Unreliable Dirt-Loving Squirrel
Punxsutawney Phil says six more weeks of winter, but his track record says otherwise. A snarky rant about unreliable rodents, boots I love, sweaters I avoid, and why cold without snow feels like a personal insult. Continue reading
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If This Needs a Name, You’re the Problem
Opening a window has somehow become a branded wellness ritual. Once upon a time, it was just winter, cold air, and common sense. Before trends, hashtags, and imported terminology, houses were aired out without ceremony, and no one pretended they’d invented something new. Continue reading
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Functioning …. technically
Exhaustion isn’t dramatic. It’s quiet, caffeinated, and deeply unimpressed. This is a low-battery dispatch from a day powered by sarcasm, unfinished coffee, and the stubborn belief that words still matter, even when energy does not. Continue reading
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Not so fortified
After DuSable left, Chicago didn’t rush to replace him. The river held. The marsh waited. Then certainty arrived wearing uniforms and orders, and the land answered the only way it knows how, by withdrawing. Fort Dearborn did not fail loudly. It failed quietly, and everything changed. Continue reading
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We Ate Snow and Survived
Is snow safe to eat? Doctors say maybe. Midwest kids say we already did. A snarky winter essay about Illinois snowstorms, childhood snow scream, lemon, sugar, and surviving questionable decisions. Continue reading
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Writing things down is radical
2026 is being called the year of analog living, but for many, it’s not a trend at all. It’s a familiar cycle. As technology overwhelms, people return to what feels slower, human, and real. This isn’t nostalgia. It’s correction. Continue reading
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The Pig Farmers
A sardonic take on parenting, frustration, and the fantasy that raising pigs might have been simpler. Children talk back. Pigs don’t. Somewhere between exhaustion and love, this essay explores why parenting is the most thankless, maddening, and quietly rewarding job there is. Continue reading
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Five Eyes, Zero Clue
Bees have five eyes. Mothers are told we have eyes everywhere. Turns out neither is enough when kids, boredom, and bad ideas collide. A snarky, darkly funny look at motherhood, missed disasters, and the comforting lie that parents always know what’s going on. Continue reading
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Setting down roots
While empires passed through Chicago, Jean-Baptiste Point DuSable stayed. This chapter traces how patience, work, and relationships shaped Chicago’s first permanence, and why what followed would challenge everything he quietly built along the river. Continue reading
The Creative Quill 