How My Father Taught Me the Power of Automation

A reflection on what I learned from my father about automation. His early programs taught me what was possible and gave me confidence to do what I do today.

Repository Ouroboros

If you are somewhere on the repository ouroboros, you are not alone, you are not broken, and you are not hopelessly behind.

On Rachel Held Evans and Losing a Fellow Traveler

Reflections on the death of Rachel Held Evans and what her work meant to me.

Running on Fumes: One Snapshot of Adjunct Life and Commuting

For the first 8.5 years of our marriage, my husband spent his life as some combination of grad student/grad teacher/dissertation writer or adjunct professor. He worked nearly constantly—writing his dissertation, doing course prep, grading, writing articles, applying for jobs, and driving. We lived on the border of Washington, DC, with its high cost of living, to be close to his school. Fortunately, I found work along the closest metro line and eventually began my own graduate program.

Encountering Bigfoot in Children's Nonfiction, or, a Crisis of Taxonomy

On how the language of nonfiction and choices in the Dewey Decimal System's Taxonomy led me to believe in Bigfoot.

On the Unironic Singing of 'This Land is Your Land' at Rallies/Protests/Demonstrations

A reflection on the powerful history of Woody Guthrie's 'This Land is Your Land' along with concerns about how its use may unintentionally reinforce settler colonialism.

On Getting and Using Contraceptive Insurance at Notre Dame

An overview of the process of obtaining contraceptive healthcare when working at the University of Notre Dame.


I am an information scientist. Wolfram Alpha, tell me how many days my mother lived. I am the young woman in a fairy tale. Wolfram Alpha, tell me the day I'll die.

On Remembering What We Can Choose

Sometimes I forget things that I have the power to do, whether nominating someone for an award, sending a kudos to their boss, complimenting their work in a public forum, etc.

Don't let anyone tell you...

Nuclear weapons may not have dropped on mainland US cities, but that doesn't mean many Americans weren't killed by the nuclear program.