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Starting from scratch

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” Lao-tzu, Chinese philosopher

Six years and two months ago, I was out for a sunny afternoon bike ride when a car suddenly turned in front of me. I smashed straight into the passenger side, flew up over the roof, hit the trunk and landed flat on my back on the pavement. The damage total was a severely broken forearm that required two metal plates and twelve screws to repair, a broken collarbone and shoulder blade, and six broken ribs. Ouch.

'Celebration' dust

The clouds lifted briefly this week to reveal a downy white dusting of snow on the peaks above Lemon Creek. 

My husband, absolutely ecstatic about the sighting, called me to share the news. Talk of the fresh snow percolated through town and our paper's photographer, Michael Penn, was even asked to snap a photo of the tell-tale sign of winter's impending arrival. 

The microwave is just trying to be nice

Working in the field of journalism can do weird things to one's hours. In some ways, it is wonderful — I hate waking up early. In other ways, it is rough. I often find myself eating meals at weirder and weirder hours. 

Today I decided to heat up some delicious roasted-red-pepper-tomato soup in a mug in the microwave. To avoid soup explosions and unnecessary cleaning, I choose to microwave in shorter increments and stir. When the time runs out on this particular microwave, the screen reads "YOUR FOOD IS READY" even if your food is, in fact, not ready. 

South to Unalaska

South to Unalaska

   Last Thursday, the 6th of September, I got on the jet to Anchorage early in the morning, transferred to PennAir in Anchorage after lunch, and arrived in Unalaska that afternoon. I went north, then southwest, but if I had flown straight from Juneau to Unalaska, I would have gone in a southwesterly direction.

Super-human healing powers and wisdom teeth removal at 27

I have been pretty lucky in terms of health. I mean, I'm not exactly a vision of olympic fitness and I certainly lack good vision, but I am not often sick and now I am convinced that I have super-human healing powers. Kind of like Wolverine from the Marvel Comics. 

A Little Taste Of Home

Sometimes the smallest things can provide the most excitement as well as comfort and a feeling of normalcy in unfamiliar surroundings. For myself, I had one of these moments a few days ago when I took advantage of a morning off from workouts and went on a little trip to find Starbucks. This successful voyage definitely brought a smile to my face. For a moment, I felt like I was back in Seattle making a trip down the street to Starbucks just as I so frequently did.

The brutal truth

I fiddled with the touch buttons on the screen of my iPhone, navigating into the depths of my running log.

I had to know.

Perhaps seeing my mileage tally would be a motivator; perhaps I was subconsciously plotting my own defeat.

It has become habit, you see (I blame my days of competitive skiing and running) to log every footfall, every minute and mile spent exercising. I examine the run times, the mile averages, my pace, the terrain and route. Most times, doing so acts as inspiration.

But lately, I’ve been afraid to look.

Ghost hunters seek help

We get calls and emails all the time from people in the entertainment business seeking interesting tips or new venues to show the wilder side of Alaska. Never, though, have I been asked to find a ghost.

The Syfy network has a show called "Haunted Collector," and if you have a ghost, they want to hear from you.

Specifically, "we are seeking current homeowners/ business owners who want the paranormal activity at their location to stop," wrote Supervising producer Jennifer Hutchins.

Here are some of the trouble signs they sent along:

‘Do you have electricity?’ and other stupid interview questions

By far, the best part of my job is listening to people talk about their passion for art. I can honestly say that in the hundreds of interviews I’ve conducted over the past three years, every single one has been interesting, largely for that reason: when you get people talking about why they’ve made art part of their lives, you eventually touch on the very things that make them tick. I’m often reminded after interviews that art is in many ways one of the purest expressions of our individuality, what makes each of us unique in a world of billions.

One Week In

           One week in, and the journey is in full swing. As expected, basketball has been occupying the majority of my time but I have had the opportunity to fully unpack, and briefly explore the immediate surrounding area. With the exception of a couple of days, we have had two practices a day. Weights and/or conditioning in the morning and basketball practice in the afternoon. I feel almost like I’m back in college at summer school- minus the schoolwork. The day-to-day schedule is very similar.

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