Why Angry People Should Stick to Home Exercise

“You f*cking b*tch!” The blond chick with the chunky red highlights ignores me, so I add a curt “I hate you!” under my breath. Of course, she doesn’t respond to this either.  Why?  Well, she can’t hear me.  She’s on TV, and even though I’ve already done the “last eight” of my bun-toning squats, she…

Ten Days Out… and its getting TOO DARN HOT!

So remember the time I got really bored and decided to do something crazy?  And no, I’m not referring to My Great Date Experiment.  I’m referring to my other “it seemed like a good idea at the time” project: the production of an all-women, all-tap revue for the Philadelphia Live Arts/Fringe Festival, complete with live…

Of Hurricanes and Hipsters

I should be in a hot tub overlooking the Chesapeake right now.  But like President Obama, I too have cut my vacation short in order to prepare for the onslaught of Hurricane Irene.  So far, I’ve closed a few windows and had a chai latte.  I also spent five hours “evacuating” from the Eastern Shore…

The American Heiress

It was so much easier to get married in the nineteenth century.  I know this not because I majored in history as an undergraduate or because I spent the majority of my teen years writing sappy historical fiction but because I’ve just finished reading The American Heiress by Daisy Goodwin. That’s right: I’ve completed my…

A Cowgirl I am Not…

Upon my return from Pittsburgh, one of my former college roommates invited me to a little get-together at the farm where she’s been house sitting since the beginning of the month.  Finding myself in dire need of some serious girl talk after my weekend with Date #7, I accepted the invitation, grabbed a bottle of…