our top(less) story tonight

As editorial director of this fine online publication, it's my job (and pleasure) to scour headlines. Every day, I filter through scores of stories and select which bits make it to the GLTR News section. Keyword searches make this task a fair bit easier than it sounds; type in "women's action sports" or "girls' surfing" and an avalanche of results rumbles forth. Most of these articles are relevant, even interesting. Sometimes, however, the mighty power of the Boolean search fails me and turns up something so confounding, I contemplate reenacting that scene in Garden State where they scream into the chasm.

30 is a number you can say with your teeth clenched

Part of living in a ski town is watching the annual October influx of eager young things parade into your ZIP code with shred-sticks in their hands, mountain-job season passes on lock, and a telling lack of sun damage. Though I’ve been in the mountains only a couple of years, I got here kinda late, so maybe I notice the under-25 set more readily than I would have if I’d been part of it when I moved here. Regardless, there’s a seasonal moment that never fails to smack of Matthew McConaughey’s oft-quoted line in Dazed and Confused: “I get older, they stay the same age.”

two birds, one stone.

I'm all about recycling. especially my own verbiage. this here's a reprint from my alter ego at girlslearntoride.com. Get used to it.

Hello. Welcome to what will hopefully become a regular letter from the editor(ial director).

Though I often kick myself for not blathering pontificating here more often, I was inspired this morning to put down the coffee and type some. In an age-old show of DIY spunk, two eighth-grade girls in Pembroke, MA, took it upon themselves last week to approach their local Board of Selectmen (i.e. elected officials) with a proposal to build a new skatepark in their town. (You can read the story here. Make sure you peruse the entertaining comments from the readers.)