Sarah Gladstone

I didn’t realize I could like girls and boys. I didn’t have to choose, and one didn’t cancel out the other. Around the same time I attended my first GSA meeting, I did wonder, maybe I’m not straight? Maybe I’m gay?

In our youth-obsessed society, the elderly are nearly invisible, hovering near the edges of existence.

Olympians are the closest thing that humanity has to divine and holy athleticism.

When it comes to baby animals, oohing and ahhing and squeeeing around them (baby bunny . . . squeee!) is usually the way to go.

Want to see sound? Check out this NPR video to see just how magical science can be.

Losers rule, popular kids drool. In the long run at least.

News of wars, strife and heartbre

Women who want to wear their hair natural must choose: protect your curls or protect your country. Because apparently, you can’t have it both ways.

The acknowledgment of Lupita’s elegance begins a process to alleviate any future need to add "for a . . . " to the end of “You’re beautiful.”

Ah, Inception. That was a great movie. Leonardo was so good.