*While I don’t think you can ever really spoil a romantic comedy, stop reading now if you don’t want to know the ending of the movie. My friend LD and I went to go see “27 Dresses” not long ago. It was charming and Ed Burns proves the theory that men really can get better
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Remember when you were a kid and things like cartwheels and handstands were just tricks you whipped out as the mood struck you? I distinctly remember using my bed as a vault—I had this completely inspired flip all worked out (perhaps if I had kept those adventurous bed skills going, I would have had more
Another Saturday night has come and gone, and because I love the night life (I’ve got to boogie), I spent it trying to upgrade my desktop computer. Sure, some people have told me to just throw out my computer—toss it aside after years of faithful companionship to find a sleeker, faster, sexier model. But that
I found a really nice distraction in my elevator at work last week. He is tall. He has brownish hair and just enough geek in him to make me think wistfully of tweed jackets and profound discourse over bottles of wine. We didn’t have stunning interaction. I held the elevator for him (one of my
The Lives of Others My friends definitely have more interesting lives than I do. I recognize that this fact in and of itself is not remarkable. You probably could have guessed this all by yourselves. But it wasn’t until this weekend that I realized exactly how much more interesting. For instance, on Saturday, I went
Daring and adventurous are rarely words associated with me these days. Sure, once upon a time, you may have found me hitchhiking in the Soviet Union, but these days my view of adventure is checking to see if there is a new episode of “Moonlight” on TV, or looking for change in my pockets (come
It occurs to me that my love life has much in common with Cleveland sports teams. I’m always just one step away from victory before total annihilation. The Browns were just eliminated from the playoffs. They had good intentions, but when it came down to execution, they couldn’t make it happen for themselves. They had
It should surprise no one that I loathe New Year’s Eve. I know what you are thinking, “It’s because you hate happy people.” And that’s obviously true. I mean, who doesn’t? Alas, that’s not the main reason. I was once like you. I had hope for the future and something resembling a positive outlook. But
Then again… Morally wrong is less morally wrong at a 30% discount. In fact, it is a direct correlation. The purchase of those boots is 30% less morally wrong—which is practically half. And half is 50/50 on the whole right/wrong scale– which means half the time it’s totally the right the thing to do. Justification,