Trouble, Part 2
So TWD and I picked ourselves a song a while back. I’ve written about it before. It’s a bachata version of Stand by Me by Latin…
Trouble on the High Seas
The astute amongst you might have realized that I’ve returned from the Bahamas only to leave Philadelphia again without so much as a word here at…
Operation Move the F*ck Out
I’m not quite sure when it started. Maybe when my grandparents moved in. Maybe when my parents called a “family meeting” to lecture me about my…
Just the Seven of Us…
Did I mention that TWD and I are going on another cruise? Well, we are. Only this time it’s going to be a bit different from…
Feel, Felt, Found (or how to deal with difficult people)
Recently I attended an in-service training day at the community college where I teach anthropology. This is interesting because A) they brought in a corporate communication…
