Karyn

133 posts
Recovering journalist. Also, a bunny. [email protected]

QOTD: With Whom Would You Engage?

I have become increasingly obsessed with Star Trek: The Next Generation lately. It’s because I married a Dork-American. My husband adores all things Star Trek (and Star Wars, and Battledork Gallectica, and Game of Dorks, but that’s not what we’re talking about here). Thus began my exposure. And my attraction to certain characters, which only intensified when I had the pleasure of seeing Patrick Stewart on Broadway in MacBeth a few years ago.   Continue reading

Mourn With Me, Generation X

Technology is nifty — don’t get me wrong. Without technology, I wouldn’t be able to play Bubble Burst on my Droid while pretending to listen to my boss babble on about news that happened last week. Pursing one’s lips and furrowing one’s brow once in a while is a great help in this.

Every once in a while, though, I pause and think about all those things that are gone — distinct experiences that used to be shared by waves of teenagers, that just won’t anymore. Generation Xers, we are both the last — and the first.

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A Day of Evil Thoughts

I am a horrible person. I have terrible thoughts that I usually don’t verbalize. They pop up in the tide of my thoughts, seaweed from the deep of my cerebral cortex, pushing against my lips, but I don’t speak.

Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’m known for being a smartass speak-your-mind type. But there are things…one must not say.

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Enough with the Corporate Speak!


English is a magnificent language. It bends. It twists. It tries on different costumes, different hairstyles, different shoes, different ties, different glasses – and yet we always are speaking English.

There are so many different, unique, ear-bending ways to say something. There are so many ways to reach out via the word – be that word be sent to an audience through broadcast channels, over social media, or in print. Each requires a different way of communicating. Yet, for the last decade and a half, I’ve noticed we seem hell-bent on making things as cold and as sterile and as uniform as possible. Continue reading