That’s What She Said
A Short List of Utterances Made by Yours Truly During Last Night’s Flyers Game (Which I attended with my former flat mate, his fiancé, and Date…
The Pittsburgh Saga, Part 2
On Sunday morning, Date #7 tells me to put on a pair of sneakers. “Sneakers?” I ask. “Seriously? I hate sneakers.” It’s true: I don’t wear…
It Would Seem as Though I’ve Been Stood Up
Judging by the contents of my table at the coffee shop, I’ve been stood up. This is because there are two iced drinks at my table:…
Date Me, New and Improved
After a week in the Middle of Nowhere (Hooper’s Island, MD), I’m finally returning to civilization. As I mentioned on Monday, my next date will be…
Please Step Away from the Cinnamon Bun
The Charlotte Douglas International Airport is a force to be reckoned with. Starbucks outnumber restrooms and Cinnabun franchises—don’t even get me started on the moral dilemma…
Kat Echevarría Richter 