Help Me, Obi Wan Kenobi
Ladies and gentleman, I need help. The Wedding Date is a Star Wars fan. A huge Star Wars fan. I didn’t believe him when he first…
Ladies and gentleman, I need help. The Wedding Date is a Star Wars fan. A huge Star Wars fan. I didn’t believe him when he first…
I’m sitting in a cold conference room, almost done with my lunch, when the man next to me says, “Okay, so we’re going on a date…
You might have noticed that I’ve cleverly avoided the subject of my love life for the past few days. This is because it’s easier to offer…
Wow. According to BusinessInsider, the debate over “food hooking” rages on, only now it’s not a debate over the ethics of using Match.com solely to score…
I’ve definitely enjoyed my fair share of free meals over the course of the past year and a half (okay, probably more than my fair share)…
Here’s the problem with me: I’m constantly on. I don’t mean turned on, I mean just on, as in I’m always thinking about my next project,…
I’m not trying to kill myself, it’s just that I’ve taught thirteen dance classes over the past 48 hours so when I finally pull my car…
For today’s post, I am indebted, once again, to Kate of Kate Ferguson Writes. She’s an English teacher and even though we’ve never met, her comments…
I like the middle-of-nowhere, I really do, but upon finding myself stuck in the middle-of-nowhere with neither internet access nor decent cell phone coverage for the…
It’s not as bad as it sounds, although I suppose any woman who accidentally invites two men to Thanksgiving dinner ought to provide some sort of…
I know. I know. It’s been ages. But I have an excuse. Honest. And it involves both men and dance and the annual Hoopers Island Black…
Ladies and gentleman, I’ve made a decision. An important decision. A potentially life-altering decision. I’m going to quit the Congress on Research in Dance and join…