Stories tagged: Rachel Toor
Sun., Oct. 14, 2018
“I listened to the police officer and in that moment had to decide. Who do I want to be in the world?”
Sun., Sept. 16, 2018, 11 a.m.
When it comes to pleasure reading, we gravitate to what we need at the cultural moment. I seem to be in a trench of surrounding myself with female psycho killers.
Sun., Aug. 19, 2018, 5 a.m.
As a kid, I remember being baffled by the way my grandparents scurried about their Manhattan apartment before the cleaning lady showed up. As a young adult, I couldn’t believe …
Sun., July 22, 2018
Tell people they get to choose, and then don’t listen to them, and you’re left with citizens who act like pissed off children. Say you trust them with power, and …
Sun., June 17, 2018, 5 a.m.
Good men, good fathers, know that even if that can’t silence that ugly inner voice, they can choose not to parrot it. They love their children with generosity and forgiveness, …
Sun., May 20, 2018, 10 a.m.
Teaching is only part of the job. I am expected to be a good citizen of the university and to help keep it running, hand in hand with full-time administrators.
Sat., April 14, 2018, 2 p.m.
All the clichés come home to roost, the stale sentiments finding their marks like characters in a familiar play. There’s old Carpe Diem, lurking in the wings, who reminds that …
Sat., March 10, 2018
I do any research ahead of a trip, it’s often about food.
Sun., Feb. 18, 2018
My life as a runner started at age 30. It took another eight or so years to begin what would become the way I now make my living – as …
Sun., Jan. 14, 2018
What I wanted was to quiet my racing mind. What I wanted, really, was to be put to sleep so I could wean myself off the hypnotic chemicals I ingest …
UPDATED: Sun., Nov. 19, 2017, 2:28 p.m.
Many people, when they get great service, think it goes without saying that they’re satisfied. I believe it never goes without saying, that it’s important to go out of your …
Sat., Oct. 21, 2017, 8 a.m.
There’s only one chance to make a good first impression, and at restaurants, that starts with a menu that follows the rules of English.
Sat., Sept. 30, 2017, 5 p.m.
Like most Americans, I tend to hang out with people who have the same values and prejudices as me.
Sun., Aug. 27, 2017
When she was 8 years old, Autumn, who’d only ever been called Timmie, told her mother that she had pretty much given up on ever having a heteronormative relationship, though …
Sun., Aug. 13, 2017, 4 a.m.
This spring, in the wake of Cody-gate,
Sat., July 15, 2017, 7 p.m.
If the sign says “Ten items or less,” I check my basket and don’t start a pedantic conversation about whether it should read
Sat., June 17, 2017, 4 p.m.
The politics of dog ownership are more fraught than a middle school playground. What we have in common is that we love our canine companions and see them as family …
Sun., May 28, 2017
Junior Mints, with their whiff of medicinal virtue, may be the perfect candy. Unless we consider Peanut M&Ms, offering protein and the smugness of legume consumption. Or perhaps Kit-Kats and …
Tue., April 25, 2017, 8:54 a.m.
Because I like to be around people who know things I don’t, my love life has been replete with physicists, computer scientists, doctors, and even some engineers (in other words, …
Sun., Feb. 19, 2017
Like many others now in comfortable middle age, my political consciousness was shaped by the geopolitics of Southeast Asia. With my parents I went to protest marches and chanted “Hell, …
Sun., Jan. 15, 2017, 7 p.m.
For Rachel Toor, 2017 will be The Year of Being Ben-ish.
Sun., Dec. 18, 2016, 7 p.m.
You won’t find this dish on restaurant menus. Instead, sneak into a home where toddlers roam, piles of toys act as traps, and where outrageous requests, like “Please don’t put …
Mon., Oct. 17, 2016
Each morning, six days a week, I take my dog Helen for a walk, brush my teeth though not always my hair, put on holey jeans or the clothes I’ll …
Sun., Aug. 14, 2016, 4 a.m.
Spokane author Rachel Toor imagines the darker side of the corporate retreat in “Re-Org,” her entry in our weekly series Summer Stories: The Woods.