Twenty Nine Dates
Last night’s dinner with Date #17 brings the grand total up to 29 dates. And seeing as the Man from Marshalls has already invited me to…
A Familiar Feeling
The morning after Date #17 takes me for dinner in Center City, I awake with a familiar feeling. Being that it’s been some time since I’ve…
Trouble in Camelot
I’ve reached the five-date mark with the Man from Marshalls and despite the fairy-tale encounter that gave birth to our relationship, there’s trouble in Camelot. I…
Three Days In
I’m three days into my latest ethnographic experiment: three months on match.com. So far, I’ve received 24 “winks,” 19 emails and one invitation to go salsa…
First Communion: A Holy Headache
It’s Holy Communion season in South Philadelphia. This means that in addition to the usual births and deaths memorialized in the South Philly Review, the paper…
