She is definitely my favorite of the Times' weekly op-ed columnists.
Nicholas Kristof is up there too. His writing leaves you with the impression that he is a genuinely nice man (I've never met him).
For supper tonight I went to McDonalds hoping to get a meal with a Shamrock Shake (That, along with wearing my Dropkick Murphys shirt, was the extent of my St. Paddy's Day celebrating today). But sadly they didn't have them (How many years have they not been doing that without me noticing?), so I went across the street to Yoshinoya and ordered a beef bowl, which was basically fat with pieces of beef attached atop overdone rice. Ick.
Tomorrow I have to teach a class for the new Harlem Live kids about the basics of journalism. That should be interesting. I'm a little scared. Though there will only be, like, five of them, so it shouldn't be too bad ... I hope. Then I'm going to a cooking class, and Wednesday I'm finally getting around to the ritual new-phase-of-my life haircut. Should be an eventful weekend.
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