My Second First Date
I don’t know what is wrong with me. I’ve just finished teaching my weekly Beginner/Intermediate tap class at Koresh but I’m having trouble breathing. I feel,…
I don’t know what is wrong with me. I’ve just finished teaching my weekly Beginner/Intermediate tap class at Koresh but I’m having trouble breathing. I feel,…
Yesterday I received a rather confounding email from philly2night, the City of Brotherly Love’s official guide to all things nightlife. (I’m not quite cool enough to…
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…
Assimilation is a hot topic these days. Whether it’s Tony Blair talking about the integration of Muslim immigrants in Britain (or the lack thereof, as he…
Yesterday, I completed my first interview, by which I mean my first interview in which I was the interviewee and not the interviewer. Despite the relative…
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…
As I make my way to Rittenhouse Square to meet PSM#3, I find myself in dire need of a pep talk. Having recently discovered, thanks to…
You can’t break up with someone you were never with in the first place, but if you could, I’d be breaking up with Date #17. It…
You know you’ve gone a bit too public with your love life when a family friend pulls a hamburger off the grill on Labor Day and…
Rare indeed is the day when I return from a morning at the coffee shop and think, “You know what? This afternoon, I’d like to iron.” …