The Demise of PSM#3
I’m on the third floor of Barnes and Noble leafing through a novel by Simone de Beauvoir when PSM#3 finally deigns to grace me with his…
My Dad on Dating
“How many more first dates are you going to go on?” my dad asks. “And when do you move on to Round Two?” We’re driving to…
Date #3, the Sequel
So you know those quaint little swan boats that grace the likes of Penn’s Landing (and seemingly romantic locales worldwide)? In theory, they’re great. You stroll…
Betrayal
I have cellulite. I’m not quite sure when this happened because I’ve always liked my legs. At least I’ve liked my legs as much as a…
