New Year’s Eve 1998. I blew it… … More Postscript: Met My Old Lover at the Indian Restaurant…
Putting a handsome man in a lower pecking order was just fuel to my fire… … More Strokes and Blows to My Ego
The whole thing was a letdown. Especially when miniature cats made out of white chocolate are part of the main event… … More Van Gogh’s Disappointing Holiday Garlic Chicken
I might be the only person turned on by all things included in the Architect of the Capitol’s yearly budget… … More Capitol Steps and Missteps: My Mild, Probable Ride
It was the first, but sadly not last, time a Burr President looked over my head at an alumni event to see who was more important to talk to… … More Tapping That: Alumni Fundraising
And actually that’s ok … More I Hate My Blog. And You Do Too.
Lesson learned – go to the bathroom before leaving the bar
… More Penalties Stemming from the Ronrico Act