And Just Like That…

Evidently I was further along in “Madame Bovary” than I’d realized because on Saturday morning, I poured myself a cup of tea, dragged my favorite blanket…

My Continued Adventures on eHARMony

You’ll have noticed that I’ve not said much about eHarmony lately. This is because eHarmony sucks. If it wasn’t for the fact that I still, on…

Aren’t We Supposed to Learn from History?

Somehow, inexplicably, I’m still alive. Obviously it’s because I’m meant to return to the activist ways of my youth and go storming the halls of Congress…

What Really Happened with Date #17?

I did it. I resisted the urge to text PSM#2, spent Thursday night alone and headed off to my Quaker retreat with nary a word to…

Fireworks at Midnight

Since my last post, I’ve consumed one and a half martinis, three chocolate rum balls, two glasses of champagne, another two glasses of sangria and at…