Monthly Archive: February 2014
Did anyone see that hockey game?
[EDIT: SPOILER WARNING: Olympic Women’s Hockey Final Result is spoiled in the URL and possibly the comments. Proceed at own risk.] [EDIT: The URL should be safe now.
Lost in Translation: A Russian-American Love Story
They were born two months apart. He grew up in a three-room apartment in Leningrad during the Brezhnev era. She came of age in the stucco suburbs of sunny 1970s Southern California. How two people from opposite universes met, fell in love, and managed to stay married despite, or perhaps because of, their cultural differences.
Every Breath You Take…
Sometimes love is the vehicle for evil. Guest writer zic explains, in what might be the most powerful story Ordinary Times has ever featured.
(A warning to readers that although no graphic language is used, this post does contain disturbing subject matter.)
Sometimes Love Means Having to be the Bad Guy
Love is built on trust. But how can trust be built with young children? Kazzy explores…
Orbology!
Small Gods from “It was a small mule and Brutha had long legs” to “They were known for it”.
This Isn’t What I Wished For
Does love endure? Will a love developed over decades whither and fade in a few short years? I don’t think I want to find out.
The Love of a Dog
Can dogs love us? What science may say about the relationship between humans and their canine companions.
A Reasonable Decomposition of Love
A framework for love lifted from a 1986 academic paper is of value.
Love, Marriage, and Character Development
Trumwill cites Tim Minchin while prattling on about how love changes us.
Symposium Tuesday questions, Venue edition
I guarantee we were having more fun than anyone else in that restaurant.
Blogging the Abbey, Episode 7
“The Teapot Dome scandal is the same as all the rest,” mused the Dowager Countess. “Doubtless spoilers are involved.”
The Making of a Love Story
Not everyone waited for craigslsit or Match.com to be invented to find a way to browse potential partners. Johanna Hanley revisits her parents courtship.
Love In His Eyes
“Today our son is four years old. Some days I honestly don’t remember that our journey to becoming a family is different from most. He is part of my heart and I can’t imagine any other way for our family to exist.”
