“Hey, I know we just met – but can you reach down into my bra so I can pay my tab?” … More Dog Days
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
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
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
Archie ranted all the time, but this was different … More Overshadowed Part III: Paranoia Spreads
Apparently, high-fiving is normal lobbyist behavior. I quickly crossed it off my suitable career list … More Overshadowed Part IV: Won’t You Be My Neighbor?