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…
My Three O’Clock (The Double Header Continues)
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. …
Oops, I Did it Again
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…
A Dating Double Header: Dates #10 and #11
If I had to pick a favorite sport, I’d pick baseball. You don’t have to run in baseball (at least not as much as you do…
