For those of you always working for the weekend.
It’s been super rainy here the past few weeks, and I’m not going to lie, I’ve kind of been digging it. When you no longer have 2 months off every summer, and need to drag yourself into the office in the middle of the afternoon, rain can be a very good thing. It keeps me
I’m currently agitated with my friends. While I’m enduring my second day in the classroom, they’re spending the afternoon/night populating Facebook and my text inbox with posts and pictures from a Jimmy Buffett concert currently occurring in Philly (really, the Susquehanna Bank Center in Camden, but Philly works). Attending a Jimmy Buffett concert is something
Top Five Overrated Irish Experiences: 1) The Blarney Stone: Much like our Statue of Liberty or Grand Canyon, the Blarney Stone is one of those things you just do when you visit Ireland. It’s one of their main tourist draws, and while I’m glad I kissed it, it was by far the most overrated thing I did
Last weekend, after recovering from my jet lag for two days, I set sail for State College (Bellefonte to be more precise) to attend the State College Brewing Expo. My buddy who goes to grad school at Penn State invited a few of our high school friends to attend. I always have fun with this group,
I was talking with a friend last night about Preakness and she remarked that she didn’t think “regular” people (like me) were able to go. She pictured a classy affair with big hats, navy sportcoats, boat shoes, and fancy drinks garnished with slices of fruit. I had to explain that while this part of the
My friends and I frequently have the “who can we marry off” conversation, not because we necessarily want our friends to start getting hitched, but because we want a wedding we could all attend. As far as I’m concerned, weddings have little to no negative aspects, especially if you’re attending as a guest. There’s the
I’m terrified of heights, bordering on phobia. I remember the exact moment vertigo started to plague my life: Long Beach Island, New Jersey, summer of ‘95. During a family vacation, I was forced to climb 221 stairs to the top of the Barnegat Light House. The view at the top hardly bothered me because between me
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