‘You’re a complete loser’ and other terms of endearment
Mr. T, fist held aloft over an open palm: “Which one do you really want?” Me, hands mirroring his: “Both.” T: “Well, …
Mr. T, fist held aloft over an open palm: “Which one do you really want?” Me, hands mirroring his: “Both.” T: “Well, …
What follows is a rendition of an actual conversation this morning. Numbers have been fabricated to protect the innocent. Mr. T: “Okay, …
I’m more than halfway through, trying to plot a course from Sandpoint to Rock Creek when the exam room door opens up …
I don’t know about you, but I’m counting minutes until the election ends so that for better or worse, at least my social …
One of the most painful post-graduate school realizations is that procrastination doesn’t magically heal itself and homework NEVER GOES AWAY. Case in …
As it turns out, I’m an excellent dog trainer*. When Mr. T and I first started dating, I was charmed at how …
This morning I asked my Facebook friends to guess how many feature length films it would take me to decorate my 9-foot …
In formation flying, there’s an important skill called station keeping. This means staying in the correct position relative to other planes in …
It felt like a near-death experience. Me. Turbo kickboxing after eight months away. Burning chest, raspy breathing, nausea. And my chipper instructor …
My classmates and I were in the elevator after seminar one evening, for some reason talking about what body part we would …