2018: Moving on from the dumpster fire

Well. 2017 was a full-blown dumpster fire, wasn’t it? We entered it with a healthy dose of skepticism, not quite sure what a Drumpf presidency would look like. As the days began to unfold, it made a zombie apocalypse look desirable. I think we can all agree the low point was seeing neo-Nazis marching in […]

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Sorry, dog, you’re not getting any

For some reason, probably because I was a Black Widow who craftily murdered her husbands or a saucy plundering pirate wench in a past life, the Universe is punishing me now in the dating department. I have inexplicably gone on dates with multiple guys (relax, not at the same time—those aren’t “dates”) who hate dogs. […]

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Ask the drunk Oracle of Delphi anything

Those who know me really well, my innermost posse of writers, drunks and hockey fans, know that I’ve always had a bit of an obsession with Greek history.  Well, I love “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” and a good Feta. So this week when I was celebrating my personal spirit animal, Dionysus (aka cousin to the […]

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Damn Amsterdam

People often suggest that Amsterdam is the ideal setting for your first trip to Europe.  Those people must be high. Which is probably why they love Amsterdam. I’m not really a fan of big cities. I hate New York. I commuted there to work for nearly two years, and I couldn’t stand the crowds, being […]

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Tales from an introvert fangirl

People just assume I’m an extrovert because I crack jokes all the time. I must be the most entertaining person to hang out with. Oh, you have front row tickets to a strip club? Yeah, I’m not your girl. I realize that my regular readers are probably tilting their heads at the screen in confusion, much […]

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