Twirling a satirical spin around life’s idiosyncrasies
Posted in Oh, no he didn't! on Oct 26th, 2009
Though I was technically born three days early, I’m chronically 15 minutes late - to appointments, to brunches, to dates - one might say tardiness is my signature scent. I’ll bat an apologetic lash and shrug a flirtatious mea culpa when sliding into the back pew at a wedding or dashing through a door at [...]
Posted in City grit, Oh, no he didn't! on Jul 9th, 2009
“You look like an environmental crusader!” the voice shouted from behind.
I turned ever-so-slowly, as to not disrupt the delicate work of my chiropractor as well as to not drop, in haste, the two-months of dry cleaning that lay bundled in my arms. There he stood: one of the eager beaver, Greenpeace volunteers that raid Davis [...]
Posted in Oh, no he didn't!, Whining and dining on May 11th, 2009
I called my friend B. this afternoon to complain about the newest dilemma I had wrenched myself into. B. is a very smart guy, not just because he went to an Ivy League university, but because he exercises logic in times of disarray, an activity that I, no matter how hard I try, can [...]
Posted in Oh, no he didn't!, Whining and dining on Apr 28th, 2009
Random occurrence in Cambridge, Massachusetts
Posted in Beauty babble, Oh, no he didn't! on Mar 27th, 2009
As a creative person, I’ve always likened my emotional thought processes to being right-brained. Having been advised to give logic a try, I present a series of activities in which I can test the psychological waters of rationality.
For example, shopping:
Emotional: I need these Cole Haan pumps immediately, if not sooner.
Logical: These Cole Haan pumps are [...]
Posted in City grit, Oh, no he didn't! on Mar 15th, 2009
Dear sharply dressed fellow sitting to my right on the subway this morning:
Thanks for not-so-subtly reading over my shoulder on the trip in to Boston this morning. I trust your garlic bagel with smoked salmon cream cheese treated your esophagus kindly. Likewise, I’m sure you enjoyed the taste of Romain Gary, whom I myself was [...]
Posted in Oh, no he didn't! on Mar 15th, 2009
Face flushed, a stranger will excitedly point to whatever identification I present - be it driver’s license or blind carbon copied email - to my last name, the elephant in the room. On cue, I automatically spell my names - first and last - for virtual unknowns to not only save time, but also embarrassment [...]
Posted in Oh, no he didn't! on Feb 10th, 2009
As I was perusing the spam folder Gmail keeps immaculately clean, I noticed one from email address, “Changso,” subject: “Keep your rod iron for hours.” My willingness to subject my computer to a Pandora’s box of viruses to see just what he had to say about the subject is astounding.