bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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i’m here

August 14th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

One of my favorite most ABSOLUTE MOST FAVORITE THINGS IN THE WORLD is to see another country for the very first time. So far, Edinburgh / Scotland  is somehow reminiscent of every city I have ever been to abroad, parts Paris, parts Moscow, parts London. I am cracked out of my gourd but I squeezed in a quick stroll before I pass out in two minutes. The highlight thus far is pretty much that there is a beautiful and majestic  castle up on a hill in the middle of it. Like: across the street from Starbucks, just, this:

Just sitting there, like, What’s up consumers.  Feel free to peruse wool scarves and skinny jeans, but I have been here for HUNDREDS OF YEARS.

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Today, I am not Me

June 24th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

My boss told me that today, in the room, since everyone higher up than me is covering set, runnin’ round, doing various writerly tasks, I’m Alexander Haig (Reagan’s first Secretary of State, she also informed me.)  She probably meant that I am the person who inserts themselves into a position of power when everyone else is otherwise engaged, as Haig did when Reagan was shot, but I prefer to take things deeply literally.

And so, today, I am an old white man in a crisp suit my wife picked out for me with a passive smile that I am secretly scheming behind, and I am shouting NO WAIT, I AM PRESIDENT NOW! and inviting myself to parties and banging gavels on things? and tripping on carpets and looking to make sure no one saw, and nightmaring about Nam and kicking the dog on purpose and then resigning 3 years before the gig is up and resolving to write a very important book about my life, and nightly cuddle the crap out of my purple heart.

AND IN SUMMATION, THE FUTURE! – things that old white politicians say?

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Remember why

May 26th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

Found this peaceful and beautiful cemetery on my morning Orejog. Had to pause and look and think. So many have died so that we can do our runs and trips and days in (relative) peace. Remember this!

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The Carolina Shag

May 9th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

A gentleman recently asked me if I knew how to shag, and I was at first all, ahem? Until I realized he was referring to the Carolina shag, which is fact a fluid, foot based, and quite civilized dance. Like most times that I’m asked yes or know questions, I at first replied YES! And then tried to figure out if my answer was actually right or true. And then I remembered that I actually have done said dance, at swing dancing nights downtown in High School, in that big weird maybe old post office building where that one time, Matchbox 20 played and I waited in the Rain for Rob Thomas to sign my sandwich which I thought would be funny but then he went out another door and I ate the sandwich anyway. As I was remembering the dance, I became curious of it’s origins and turns out it started in the 40’s in Carolina Beach, just north of where my family reunions every year. It was one of the first social thing that brought black and white people in North Carolina together, as seen in the spectacular pic above, in which the younguns are perhaps taking the out the civilized and foot based part.  Younguns, I hear you and I WILL MEET YOU THERE.

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You are a Mist

January 6th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

I checked out a different church today – Silverlake Community Church –  just out of curiosity, but MOSTLY because it’s only a mile from my house, I am obsessed with time management, and it’s dangerously close to Broome Street General Store,  where I can gorge myself on Gimme coffee and pretend I live in Brooklyn still. I was delighted by this place: more intimate, a beautiful interior, a pastor from South Carolina who referenced not only Lord of the Rings in his sermon but also ‘A Short History of Nearly Everything,’ and  a slew of old ladies named perfect things like ‘Ruby’ and ‘Evelyn’ and ‘Fran’ who would not let go of my hands during the greet your neighbors time. I’ll definitely be going back. A passage from today that resonated, especially in terms of New Years Resolutions:

Now, listen, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow, we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.’ Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow.

What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. James 4:13-17.

Oh, hello nihilism. This could be a super depressing passage, but as the pastor – Reverend? – pastor? person told Fran and myself, this is more of a reminder to marvel out our own existence.  Take an hour once a week or month to sit and look at something beautiful, and just marvel in it. That I can definitely resolve to do.

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The Loving Story

October 22nd, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

For a little Maco Lights research, I checked out this documentary, and have officially discovered the fourth more beautiful woman in the world, next to Marina Abramovic, my Mom, and Taylor Swift. Meet the lovely Mrs. Mildred Loving, pictured here with her  husband, Richard Loving:

In 1958, they married illegally, and were arrested and banned from their home state of Virginia. Instead of bouncing on his wife, Richard stuck by her, hired lawyers, and took their case all the way to the Supreme Court, where they eventually won, overturning interracial marriage bans in 16 states. Clearly, he loved her, very much. How could you not? I do, even. This Loving Story has a sad ending – after finally getting to move back home to Virginia / live there legally, and together, Richard built Mildred and their children a house. Eight years later, he was killed by a drunk driver. Thankfully, someone along the line took about 700 incredible pictures of the couple, preserving them forever in time. If this isn’t literally a picture of love, I just don’t know what is.

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Christmas Catchphrase with the Brunstetters

December 25th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

In celebration of us all being here at Christmas for the first time in years, we took it outside round the firepit for some family catchphrase. To further the cliche, there was hot chocolate involved. It was the best. Most importantly, my Mom discovered that catch phrase is hard. You can’t say the word! HOW DO YOU SAY IT WITHOUT SAYING THE WORD?!

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pillow talk

January 21st, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter


Steve: I’ve been watching too many nature shows of chimps killing each other for no reason and it’s making me really sad.

Bekah: They just – kill each other?

Steve: Well they gang up on one of them, for no apparent reason, or because he’s got short legs or something, just because he’s an outcast, and then they all kill him.


Bekah: Well maybe they have to kill him because they’re protecting their species? It’s not like conscious but they just know they have to kill him because if they don’t, he will have kids with shorter legs, and then they will have kids with even shorter legs, and before they know it, they won’t be able to run from danger. And then they won’t be able to survive. As a species.


Steve: Well that was the argument the Nazi’s made.


Bekah: Oh.

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October 12th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


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