Ever Wonder How ‘The Middle Finger’ Got a Bad Rap? Probably Like This.

Edit after publish: While on the phone with The Boss this afternoon, he said I called him a “Boke,” not a “Bowkah.”
Noted. Thank you, my love.
The Boss and I got into a fight. Over an imaginary word. That I made up.
But it wasn’t my fault. Well, maybe it kind of was.
He was disturbing me (read: [...]

People Watching

Guy walks into a coffee shop, and girl stands up.
“Hey, are you…” he asks.
I don’t catch her name.
But she says yes. It’s her.
“Nice to meet you,” she says.
She gives him a hug. Pats him on the back.
Pat.
Pat.
Pat.
Uh oh. Three pats. On the back. That’s never a good sign.
She doesn’t think he’s cute.
His e-harmony picture was [...]

Why We Don’t Have Kids: They Are Not Hands-Free

Since the beginning of this year, I’ve made a conscious effort to limit my purse carrying, though at times it seems impossible to do. The Boss leaves the house with his cell phone, wallet, and car keys tucked into his pockets, but my clothes are smaller than his (and sometimes I don’t have pockets) making [...]

Me vs. Newbie vs. Yugoslavia

Does everyone know what this is?

If you said, “a roll of quarters,” you are SO wrong. And you will not be advancing to the next round. If you said, “the lifeline of apartment living,” you just got 10 million points, and I will put a star next to your name in my book. It’s a [...]

Weekend Snapshots

Ummba grill, Century City, Ca.

<3,
Me.