The Art Show
My first thought, as I pull up to the corner where I’ve agreed to meet the Man from Marshalls, is “Oh God, he’s wearing his baseball…
To Disclose or Not to Disclose?
For our second date, the Man from Marshalls and I are going to an art gallery. An actual art gallery! It’s an opening reception, to be…
A Welcome Distraction from Dating
There is an altercation happening on the bus. For two reasons, I’m very excited to have observed this minor phenomenon. Firstly, I find SEPTA squabbles infinitely…
Me and My Snuggie
And so the post-date wait begins. As it turns out, I could have had a real triple header date if I had stayed in Philadelphia this…
Date #16
Let it be known: the man I met in Marshalls is not bald beneath his Phillies baseball cap— quite the opposite. I know this because a…
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