Extra Innings (Or: The Conclusion of the Weekend’s Double Header)
So I’m standing in the middle of the Primate House at the Philadelphia Zoo with my Three O’Clock and he’s just asked me, “So, what…
So I’m standing in the middle of the Primate House at the Philadelphia Zoo with my Three O’Clock and he’s just asked me, “So, what…
I’m nearly to the front gate of the Philadelphia Zoo when I get a text from my three o’clock: he’s running late. This is not good. …
My one o’clock has been pissing me off for the past week and a half—and we’ve not even met. This is because he’s new to Philadelphia…
Serial dating was a lot easier when I, you know, didn’t have a real job. That’s not to say that I was unemployed last summer—I was…
So I know yoga is supposed to be all about cleaning your mind and such but I’ve always believed that physical exertion should be rewarded. This…
Because I believe in rewarding my students for good behavior (ie. bribing them to not swing from the studio’s ballet barres) I returned to my favorite…
It’s that time again: My Single Male Friend Friday! Unlike last week, this week’s post is actually about one of my single male friends although…
It’s Scavenger Hunt Thursday here at After I Quit My Day Job. In other words, my newest column will be up later today and I’ve had…
Well here’s an unexpected development. I’ve already mentioned that my return to Match.com has uncovered some repeat offenders and this is to be expected (surely I’m…
Yesterday I drove to Baltimore to spend the day at Goucher College, my alma mater. The official reason for my visit was a luncheon at the…
Upon hearing the ring of the front door bell: He’s picking me up! He’s picking me up! Upon discovering said date was wearing sneakers: Sneakers? Seriously? …
The next time I get the urge to go salsa dancing can someone please remind me that I don’t actually like salsa dancing? It’s true. I…