Vrot-swaf

Like a drunken sailor trying to land a joke, none of the words coming out of my mouth made any sense – to anyone. Not to me. Not to anyone in line. And certainly not to the woman from whom I was trying to purchase a train ticket. She stared at me from behind her … More Vrot-swaf

Roots

As I’ve traveled and lived around the U.S. and abroad I’m usually pretty easy to place, thanks to my accent. My long vowels and hard ‘ch’s always point back to Chicago, to which I say, “youbetcha” for I am very proud indeed to call myself a Midwesterner. It wasn’t until I was in a Lyft … More Roots

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While we didn’t get to visit Kreditbanken at Norrmalmstorg, where the term “Stockholm Syndrome” was coined, we did go to a building of equal importance. The Nobel Museum. This past weekend all eyes in America turned towards Hollywood as the year’s biggest award night, The Oscars, commenced. It strikes me as funny that we, as … More Please Sign Here…