Last week was nothing short of insane. It was an emotional and informational roller coaster for my entire family. While I have lots to talk about on that front…that’s not what I’m going to do today. I will, soon, I promise, but not today. I want to talk about censorship and regulating the internet, and […]

If you know me at all, you may have heard that it has been a trying day. My family is exceptionally close. My siblings are my best friends. My younger brother is currently in the fall of his junior year at Georgetown University, double majoring in Arabic and Psychology. Last night he was arrested in […]

As research paper writing begins to consume my soul, my will to actually type things for this blog is waning. Instead, I spend free time I don’t have tinkering with the layout and recording silly videos. (Admittedly, I’m a little giddy about the product of the layout changes.) Today I bring you a brief look […]

My fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Lieber, made our class of 34 kids stand up. One by one, she read off the list of reasons that people were killed in the holocaust. We were told to sit down when the description applied to us. In the end, I was one of two people left standing. It’s […]

Let’s take a breather, shall we? I sat down to start typing and there are a million thoughts, and I couldn’t seem to find the focus to pick one. This is how my entire life feels right now. This is when I start baking. Even though I was only in Budapest for five days, I […]

I wasn’t kidding when I said that my camera contains an inordinate number of food pictures. Food, beer, and some communist statues. That seems to be the crux of my photographic evidence of visiting Budapest. You know what I didn’t realize Hungarians were so good at? Pizza. I ate a lot of pizza, and it […]

Halloween has a special place in my heart. I worked in several haunted houses (and I grew up in LA where every such operation has at least one person who knows someone with an inexplicable treasure trove of awesome props). Since 2007, my Halloween has been defined by The Rocky Horror Picture Show — I was in […]

I was exhausted, shirtless, and freezing. I stared at the papers spread out on her desk and couldn’t answer questions any more articulately than mumbling because I was afraid I might start crying if I opened my mouth any wider. After the countless hoops I had to jump through to initiate the visa process in […]