I am a terrible blogger. And I don’t even have a mouthwatering post to make up for the long absence. I’ve been too busy: writing papers about free will (surprisingly dull), going to Seattle and eating a ton of Seattle rolls and really good pasta and not taking a single photo, and working, at a restaurant, feeling like a little bit of a traitor in the front of the house. It is really weird to go from sweaty cook in loud bright kitchen to sweet smiley hostess in dim pleasant dining room. (I take any opportunity I can to go back into the kitchen and stand around soaking up the chefy-ness.) More on that later, once I do some more working and some more thinking. (Only on day 5 of being a working girl.)

And, in a pathetic attempt to keep the blog rolling, here’s a Catalyst article for you. About ballet. (…I ate a Clif bar at intermission?)

The Russian National Ballet is a traveling manifestation of a fascinating bit of history. Founded in the late 1980’s during perestroika, or a time of somewhat increased freedom in the late Soviet era, the company was borne out of the introduction of global innovations in dance to classical Russian technique. Originally called the Soviet National Ballet, the company has grown into an internationally renowned group led by celebrated Bolshoi ballerina Elena Radchenko and remains a testament to the famous excellence of Russian ballet. The company performed in Sarasota on Feb. 25 at the Van Wezel — just one of many shows in a four-month tour as the company travels across the country with six complete shows packed into a single truck and a functioning ballet company squeezed into two buses. …continue