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Stranger Danger
THE MEET It was Spring in Chicago. Well, that’s one way to put it. Another way, is to say that it was sometime between St Paddy’s and the Cubs opener, somewhere between Wrigleyville and Lincoln Park....
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You Keep the Label Maker
“I don’t know how to say this, but I think we need to break up?” I even used that up-talk that girls use when they can’t mold thoughts into declarative sentences. ”I think you’re right,” he said back...
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Sie sind meine schuhe? // Are you my shoes?
The Expectation A hodgepodge of my friends were living in London in 2007. We were cool. Real cool. I thought I was Kate Moss, my boyfriend thought he was Pete Doherty, and my crüe drank gin from...
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Kale and the Amnesic Gold Fish
In Spring 2010, my travel buddy Erik and I were en route to Mount Rainier. We stayed overnight in Seattle with a friend on the way up to the mountains. We’d planned for regular houseguest kind of stuff...
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WhoaMG! My Coworkers have Tinder
I’m single and I’m 30 – and I don’t want to be either. But what are ya gonna do? That’s not a rhetorical question. What Am I Going To Do? First, I’m going to lie about my age, then I’m going to do...
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A Thanksgiving Fiasco: Part I – the country club
As a child, I had two strong opinions about myself. First, I considered myself to be quite fancy. Second, I didn’t consider myself to be a child at all. One morning when I was 6-years-old an...
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A Thanksgiving Fiasco: Part II – the backwoods
Just after Thanksgiving Fiasco Part 1 – the country club, the evening continued… The blizzard was coming in mightily. You see, in November of 1991, the world hadn’t begun to experience the benefits of...
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The Oscars
I don’t usually watch the Oscars because we don’t have TV. I like to tell people that so it seems like I’m academic. Maybe you’ll picture me sitting next to a fireplace reading books and Economist...
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Your Hair is a Barometer for the Amount of Crazy on the Inside
Backdrop My hair has always spoken on my behalf. Not just my hair; yours does it too. It communicates to the world about how you feel about the place you’re in at that moment. That up-do is telling...
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Meet me at LAX
This story is a dangerous trifecta of boring things: waiting in line, parking a car, and a missing third item needed to complete a trifecta. Context We’re fairly new to Los Angeles, so we do everything...
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