The First Round: An Index
Number of students who performed sans hairpieces due to too quick of a quick change: 2 Number of times I freaked out about this: 0 Numbers…
A Case of Renegade Socks
It’s time for another double header, but this time I’m not talking about dating. I’m talking about dancing—or rather the teaching of dancing. I have dress…
Remember Date #7? Well…
In preparing for (and recovering from) my 50th date, I neglected to mention that I’ve met the man of my dreams. (And no, my 50th date…
The Truth About Man Caves (and my 50th Date)
Yesterday I received a rather confounding email from philly2night, the City of Brotherly Love’s official guide to all things nightlife. (I’m not quite cool enough to…
Writing Wednesday: Does Rejection Always Require Redirection?
When I’m not busy stressing about boys, sequined booty shorts, photo shoots and whether or not my students will ever learn that they cannot wear socks…
My 50th Date (and an Extremely Urgent Lesson)
Right. About that 50th date. This would be the point where, if I was writing a book, I’d go all philosophical and launch into some bittersweet,…
Monday Fun-Day Scavenger Hunt
Sometimes I can write two (or even three) blogs entries in one day. Today, however, is not one of those times so click here for today’s…
The Darndest Things
Back in October, The Preschool (where I teach creative movement five mornings a week) hosted a Breast Cancer awareness event. Unfortunately, I never got the memo…
Gettin’ Crafty
Amazing what a morning off and a mocha chai latte can do for one’s mental state. I am feeling better. Zen even, despite the fact that…
(M)anthropology, Part 5: Those Guys who are just THERE
He who was following me on Twitter is no longer following me on Twitter. One can only presume that he read the associated blog post and…
Breakfast in Bed… With the Ex
For dramatic effect, I would say that I can’t remember the last time I woke up in bed with a man who could be bothered to…
The (M)anthropologist Strikes Again:The Old Master
The (m)anthropology continues with another “type” gleaned from my so-called fieldwork: Man 4.0. So far, we’ve had the Impressionists (men who like to impress their women),…
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