Trouble, Part 2
So TWD and I picked ourselves a song a while back. I’ve written about it before. It’s a bachata version of Stand by Me by Latin…
Trouble on the High Seas
The astute amongst you might have realized that I’ve returned from the Bahamas only to leave Philadelphia again without so much as a word here at…
Chocolate is (not) for sharing
I know that relationships are supposed to be love and sharing and all but sometimes I don’t want to share. Especially when it comes to chocolate. …
Of Musical Chairs and Capitalism
I like teaching anthropology, I really do. But after a while it starts to mess with your head. Take yesterday for example. I was sitting on…
A Little Square Box
I’ve never had a boyfriend spend Christmas Eve before (perhaps because I’ve always ended my relationships just before the holidays) but now that I have, I’m…
