Let the “Man”thropology Continue: The Pre-Raphaelite Lover

Getting back to the notion of “type” (and those pesky Impressionists in particular) I should confess that I’ve been mulling over my “observations” of the male…

Date Me, New and Improved

After a week in the Middle of Nowhere (Hooper’s Island, MD), I’m finally returning to civilization. As I mentioned on Monday, my next date will be…

An Entire YEAR of Insanity

Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me-eee, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Okay, so it’s not actually my birthday (my birthday isn’t…

Like Clockwork: What Men and Trains Have in Common

There are few things in this world more reliable than the Swiss rail system. I know this because when I was 17, I blitzed from Strasbourg…

Thoughts from Tallahassee

Plenary sessions, I have come to believe, are designed to scare off would-be academics. You put a bunch of professors in a room together, they bemoan…