Leaving on a Jet Plane
Puff! She wanted me gone … More Leaving on a Jet Plane
Puff! She wanted me gone … More Leaving on a Jet Plane
Looking back, it was completely hypocritical to submit a paper on detriments to civic virtue with one hand and having a highball in my other … More Bueller? Bueller?
Peter looked like a rounder Colin Firth and dressed, and sometimes smelled, like a river guide (which he was) … More My First Work Husband
Peter and I were never acknowledged or asked to do anything for them, except once … More Thing 1 and Thing 2
Mustached Mortuary Man was a pale mustached fellow who was just hired, the best Peter and I could figure, write condolence letters to the families of constituents who had died … More Mustached Mortuary Man’s Co-Workers
Was he going to tie Peter and me up and do strange mustache Necrophilia things to us? … More Mustached Mortuary Man’s Living Situation
I guess if their dorm was a fraternity, I was their ‘House Ho’. And a generally unwelcome one at that … More Down with Greggy and Dougy and Some of the Other Hitler Youth
That’s how we learned to communicate with Archie; you give him a little sh*t, and he’ll like you a lot more for it … More Taken to Task, Capitol Punishment and Merciful Clemency
One of the “perks” of being an intern for The Congressman was getting to shadow him for a day. This sounded awful … More Overshadowed Part I: Guilty By Association
I flipped my hair out on the ends and thought I looked like Jackie Kennedy. I didn’t. … More Overshadowed Part II: The Fashion of Politics