Held together by clothes pins...

Lately, I've been thinking about bars. My opinion gets asked every now and again as to where people should go in the city for booze, and...

Yes, I should post more often. For now though, my new favorite song, and like so many others, one that reminds me of my own scattered life ...

My first real outing in Philadelphia was to the TLA. We were two or three weeks into my first semester at La Salle, and four of us way too w...

When I was six years old, Michael Dukakis and George H.W. Bush were in the midst of their presidential campaigns. A week before the election...

I had this whole post written about why women blame other women for men's mistakes, but blogger crashed as i was posting it, and saved i...

Jess chastised me for not writing in my blog, and it has been a while, so i might as well write. "The way that summer fades underneath ...

"He was always a stupidly optimistic man. I mean, I'm sure it came as a great shock to him when he died."-- Clue I spend a gre...