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Every once in a while you need to shock your system into reminding you that there’s more to life than the 12 inches in …

I am horrified that I am expected to commit to something that could possibly end in decapitation by a troll’s axe, figuratively of course.

I live in Northern Virginia (some savvy locals like to call it ‘Nova’), and I hate everything about it.  Virtually everything.  To me, Washington, DC is not a fun city, and the farther you travel …

I love facebook. I also love my family. I do not, however, love that my family has discovered facebook.

Almost every community has some event to celebrate spring.  These events often involve absurd amounts of alcohol. Which brings me to central Virginia’s version of the event: The Foxfield Races, an absolutely perfect recipe for …

You can compose very clearly, a huge number of thoughts, either complimentary or venomous, which can be sent en-masse. This huge amount of love or abuse, gets shot at a moment, a giga-second, by pressing a button, we’re sometimes not even looking at, the moment we do it.

It’s almost as though, our finger did it, and not us.

What is a “healthy” relationship going to look like when the dust settles from this “Twitter-Storm-Facebook-Frenzy?”
When everything is right there, conversations and fantasies waiting to be had with just the click “confirming” a friend, how does one maintain a healthy relationship, with the person who ISN’T staring at you via an old photograph on a computer screen?

My favorite thing to do at bars recently has been to convince my female friends to break up with their boyfriends.  This has had at least two effects: 1)  I potentially alter the life of …