Author Archives: Jenae Cohn

Never follow the lead of the man in the muscle shirt. Believe me: It will save you a lot of pain if you heed that one simple piece of advice.

Watching a powerful show in the theater can put reality on hold, transport viewers to a different time and place, and allow viewers to invest themselves in the lives of others.

The Museum of Jurassic Technology does not feature any objects from the Jurassic period, nor does it showcase anything technological, unless you consider a 17th-century ornate, glass-structured magnetic oracle meant to channel messages from the heavens via magnets as something technological. Don’t worry. I read the placard on it and I still don’t get how it works either.

The word “meditation” once struck me as synonymous with out-of-touch 1960s hippie ideals. Sitting cross-legged, eyes closed and chanting a series of “oms” seemed a process reserved for our parents’ generation of long-haired, skinny Birkenstock-clad hyper-liberals determined to eat only granola and subscribe to anything they perceived as outside of mainstream thought.

I stared into my open closet, arms folded across my chest, scanning my wares.

Pasta, pizza, gelato and the mafia are about the only things I know about Italian culture.

We stood outside the strip mall in a circle, not talking, only chewing.