Someone asked me “why don’t you write recaps of The Bachelor and The Bachelorette when you’re such an avid viewer?”
Good questions deserve good answers.
My Monday nights are spoken for once again. Please don’t suggest we go to dinner for the next few nights. I like dinner, and I probably (maybe) like you. But the answer will be no.
The new Bachelor, Chris Soules, is a farmer from Iowa. He is looking for a wife to join him on the farm which, sadly, eliminated me from contention. Well, that plus my age (old) and present physical condition (semi-sloppy). But mostly it’s my city slicker-ness that kept me from auditioning for this season. Continue reading
On a much more serious note: Say hello to the men who hate the NSA but love invading the privacy of women (via Verge)
This can’t be legal (via Curbed)
The struggles of having an outgoing personality but actually being introverted (via IntroversionEffect)
Nine things to know before your first bathhouse experience (via Harpers Bazaar)
Jenna Golden on life in Logan Circle (via Domicile Magazine)
I need bake these: maple bacon magic bars
How to be polite (via Medium)
My Friday started with an MRI.
(You’re probably wondering “how does that qualify as a treat?” Just trust me.)
After I got my head examined, I had to run some other personal errands so I took the day off. It was a beautiful day in NYC – very unlike our typical Augusts – and I was feeling better than I have most days since the concussion. Continue reading