Ultraman, at middle-age

At 7 in the morning recently, while my tea was steeping, I was on the rug in front of the stove doing that exercise where you extend one arm and the opposite leg out into space, change sides then repeat. My husband barked a tiny laugh and said, “You look like Ultraman.” “But with one…

Curating fonts for the vegan agenda

We all know it will happen. Sooner or later, someone, somewhere, will become fed up with an overly doctrinaire vegan and go on a rant about The Vegan Agenda. Notice how simple italics can make an idea appear more legitimate. ‘Fed up’ is an apt phrase in this context because the angry fabulist will almost certainly…