What was memorable about my volleymom trip to Spokane, Washington? Dirty snow. A seemingly culturally biased incident at a hotel bar. A hangover.* The phone …
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Believe me when I say that this title is not an insult. At least not to Chicago. The “gluttonous” reference is not attached to the …
I’m slippin’ on my pimpin’. I’m weak (and not just in the knees). I’m a busta. I be illin’. I’m wack. Basically, I suck at …
The best thing about out-of-town volleyball tournaments… Is the drinking. Oh, you thought I might say the chance to match up against opponents from other …
When I was my daughter’s age, I had Nintendo as my extracurricular activity. That, and playing the violin, a skill I let slowly slip away …
This one’s been a long time coming. I’ve enjoyed a burger or two from LA’s oft-celebrated Umami franchise in the past but until recently hadn’t …
Where, oh where did Dianderthal go? Oh where, oh where can she be? It seems that autumn has sucked me up. The Sunday before Labor …
We were in between volleyball games at the Galen Center. (The Trojans got us, by the way. It was a win-win/lose-lose for me, as a …