Chocolate is (not) for sharing
I know that relationships are supposed to be love and sharing and all but sometimes I don’t want to share. Especially when it comes to chocolate. …
Writer’s Block
I’m having a serious case of writer’s block right now, which is unfortunate because I’m supposed to be writing a review of a performance I saw…
Of Musical Chairs and Capitalism
I like teaching anthropology, I really do. But after a while it starts to mess with your head. Take yesterday for example. I was sitting on…
The Time I Tried to Shop at Burlington Coat Factory
Hi there. Remember me? I used to blog here? The thing about blogs is that they’re easy start. They’re less easy to maintain (especially when you…
Sushi in a Box
One of the interesting things about teaching anthropology is that you end up wearing your anthropologist’s hat ALL of the time. As such, as simple purchase…
Folding Boyfriend for Hire?
Here’s a little something I bet you didn’t know about me. I hate folding laundry. Like really hate it. I find that moving it around works…
Sometimes it’s Okay to Be Needy
Warning: I’m about to get kinda sappy. And philosophical. And I’m not even drinking. Earlier this year, my partner-in-crime took leave of our tap company, The…
Of Grandparents and Suitcases
The good thing about being an adjunct is that trekking across campus gives you the perfect excuse to purchase a trendy new laptop case (red leather,…
Okay Gentlemn-with-whom-I-share-a-bathroom
Okay gentlemen, I have to ask: how does one get chin stubble on the bottom of the soap dish? I don’t normally spend a lot of…
Put a Ring on It
I’ve always been rather suspect of marriage proposals made on Valentine’s Day. I consider them too predictable for my high-drama tastes, too commonplace. Plus they allow…
Data, A Love Story (and I thought I was crazy…)
Sometimes being a writer sucks. I was less than two glasses into my celebratory box-o-sangria when my agent emailed me regarding a new book called “Data,…
Wisdom from Downstairs: How Local Roads will End Gun Violence
My grandfather is a retired mechanic. Retired for thirty years mind you, and seeing as he never had the good sense to take up golf or…
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