Shavin: Surviving the dog-less days of summer
I've just returned from three days in Ketchum, Idaho.

I've just returned from three days in Ketchum, Idaho.

My mother tells me that as people get older, their visits to doctors increase exponentially.

I've hated talking on the phone since I was 12. That's roughly the age at which girls start calling each other nightly to discuss their pressing problems. Here's a sampling of what those conversations sounded like in 1973:

A friend of mine is having a baby next month, which gave me the opportunity to gift her two of my favorite children's books.

I just finished reading "The Big Leap" by Gay Hendricks. In what was otherwise a decent book about daring to exceed your own unconscious limitations, there was possibly the worst discussion about time that I've ever read.

A few years ago, I wrote an essay called "Two People Who Ordinarily Would Never Meet."

When I was in sixth grade, there was a question my teacher asked us a lot.

Goats in yoga class. Ax-throwing for stress relief. Voluntarily trapping yourself in a room for the thrill of figuring out how to free yourself. Just when you think Chattanooga couldn't possibly get cooler (or weirder), here comes Naughty Cat Cafe, the brainchild of Heath Hanson and Whitney Sickels.

I recently read a column by Amy Abbott titled, "The Megaphone Incident and 9 Other Reasons Why I'll Never Be Governor of Virginia."

It's a new year and with that comes, for many people, a desire to do things, stop doing things, or do things differently. I simply want to get organized.
