Oops, I Did it Again
Serial dating was a lot easier when I, you know, didn’t have a real job. That’s not to say that I was unemployed last summer—I was…
Serial dating was a lot easier when I, you know, didn’t have a real job. That’s not to say that I was unemployed last summer—I was…
So I know yoga is supposed to be all about cleaning your mind and such but I’ve always believed that physical exertion should be rewarded. This…
Because I believe in rewarding my students for good behavior (ie. bribing them to not swing from the studio’s ballet barres) I returned to my favorite…
It’s that time again: My Single Male Friend Friday! Unlike last week, this week’s post is actually about one of my single male friends although…
It’s Scavenger Hunt Thursday here at After I Quit My Day Job. In other words, my newest column will be up later today and I’ve had…
Well here’s an unexpected development. I’ve already mentioned that my return to Match.com has uncovered some repeat offenders and this is to be expected (surely I’m…
Yesterday I drove to Baltimore to spend the day at Goucher College, my alma mater. The official reason for my visit was a luncheon at the…
Upon hearing the ring of the front door bell: He’s picking me up! He’s picking me up! Upon discovering said date was wearing sneakers: Sneakers? Seriously? …
The next time I get the urge to go salsa dancing can someone please remind me that I don’t actually like salsa dancing? It’s true. I…
Call me crazy, but if you’re the sort to requires the following: And you look to the local bargain basement for all your “Identigene” needs: Do…
I have a confession to make: I’ve been a very bad journalist. Today was supposed to be My Single Male Friend Friday but this week’s single…
Tuesday’s debate about cultural assimilation (as it applies to dating, of course) reminded me of a conversation I had with my grandmother last week. She came…