The best links so far in April

I spend far too much time on the Internet. But you know what? It’s #educational! I click on anything that interests me, and anything that seems like I should know (mostly things like The Dress, The Baby with No Nose, etc). I also settle for just reading the title and looking at the associated image, which allows me to “ahh!” in recognition when others bring it up but secretly scramble to get more details before they find out I’m a faker.


Anyway, here’s the best links I’ve collected on my poor overworked phone browser. To establish my credibility in recommending these links, I will quote Ron Swanson in the best episode of Parks & Rec ever (“The Fight” in Season 3. Go watch immediately): “Son, you should know that my recommendation is essentially a guarantee.”



How to Breathe When Running: I am such a shallow breather, and I think it’s from always wanting to be sucked in. I’ll take the slightly puffier tummy if it means I can breathe more efficiently when running.


How to Overcome Burnout and Stay Motivated: every time I read the HBR I remember I should do it more often. This is such a problem for driven #millenials who obsess over a job they enjoy. Burnout, by the way, can transcend work — I experienced it hardcore a few months ago with my personal/extracurricular life more than work and it was gnarls Barkley (is it still cool to say that?). But that’s a separate post for another time.


Saturday Night Live Goes After Scientology, Clearly: or rather, after neurotology. There’s nothing as satisfying and universal as the American tradition of the SNL parody.


Why You Should Be a Christian Feminist: I’m not really prepared to discuss this little number fully but I’d love to hear your thoughts. The article doesn’t really make sense for any nonreligious people, so I realize the audience here is narrow, but for those Christian ladies (or gents!) who are reading, I want to hear every single thought in your head on this topic.


Having a Loaded Calendar Can Backfire: what really got me about this link was the tag line I saw on Facebook, which read “Stop the glorification of busy.” I have this theory (simply titled The Busyness Theory) that people feel validated and called to brag about being busy, when really it’s all about priorities. For example, someone might claim, “Sorry, I didn’t go to the bank to get cash to pay you back. I’ve been so busy.” Twenty minutes later, they’re recapping every minute of the Mad Men season premiere. Wow, you’re so fancy and busy.


Netflix: ok, sorry, nothing specific here. I just thought I should honor the way I spend 79% of my time.


Please immediately share with me every single awesome or intriguing or weird or hilarious item open in your phone browser. 


Anyone else like me and have 4749447 links opened to read…eventually?

4000 Years Ago, and My Promise to You


Do you ever make promises to yourself? Of course you do. Let me be more specific. Do you ever swear up and down that you are GOING to do something, only to make that exact same promise in a few months, and then try to buckle down and do it but never really do, and then promise yourself to do it again a few months later?

That is the exact cycle that I’ve faced when contemplating a blog.

This ol’ brain of mine is filled with wild tangents that, for my own sake, would love to make their way out. But do people even care? Shouldn’t a blog be tailored to an audience strategically? What about demographic? What’s my voice?
4000 years later, I still didn’t have a blog and I hadn’t determined any of this. Cue today. There’s that saying that there’s no time like the present. I don’t know if it’s just the era we live in that causes a simple blog to turn into a strategic business venture, but I seriously believe that the accessibility of the internet makes everything go #OTT. That’s why we get articles filling up our news feeds claiming, “I thought he was just trying to pet that dog. What happens next MADE MY BRAIN EXPLODE!” x2349872984. I mean, how many times can you be THAT FREAKING EXCITED? But I digress. (See, didn’t I say I was filled with tangents?)

So here’s my promise. I may not be the voice of the people, or a brand ambassador for whatever’s happening for people like me, or that bronzed yoga goddess who sips green juice and has perfect gel manicures and those little rings that only go halfway on her fingers at all times. But I will be a truly unique voice, and that’s because I will only be me. It might get #raw. And the challenge with rawness is that it exposes me to the three people that read this blog (hi, grandma) who don’t ever hear that side. But I’ve made a promise to myself — and now to you — that this ish is about to get real. And chances are, if I’m feeling/thinking/experiencing it, someone else out there is too. So follow me on here, or on Facebook, or just wait until I can afford one of those planes that fly banners over the ocean with SOULNSHAPE.COM (because I’ll probably drop the I, right?), or don’t follow me at all. I’ll love you anyway. And comment here. I love to chat.

Oh, and I promise to use impeccable grammar. Seriously. I won’t let you down.