Sometimes communication completely confuses me. It was 1997, and I was home from college for the summer. I had started seeing someone and, in the context of relationships, I think I was still inexperienced and immature enough to where I didn’t sec…

Something happens on Beach Boulevard when the weather starts to consistently become a little warmer, and I’ve noticed it over the past few weeks. For one, it turns into seagull alley. There are so many of them these days — bunching together on st…

The title of today’s post is a chick flick, and there’s a line in the movie that I’ve always loved. “You weren’t who you said you were, therefore I wasn’t who I thought I was.” It’s a line that really makes you think — I’m sure many of us have fe…

We probably didn’t realize it when we first started encountering them with any regularity during our younger years, but life is nothing more than a series of multiple choice questions. There are multiple answers for everything — everything. How w…

I learned a new non-word recently — and by recently, I mean last night. Blesson: the combination of both a blessing and a lesson. I went to a playwriting meeting yesterday, but almost ended up staying home. I was slightly bummed out by recent (al…

Those two short plays I submitted to the playwriting group? Yeah, they weren’t ready. I’ll be honest — I had my fingers crossed, but when I got the feedback about where they fell short, it wasn’t a surprise. After all, it was the same feedback I’…

I can look back over my life and see specific points of time that are tarnished by half-truths — statements that were dialed back just enough to not make a situation worse than it already was, or where it was heading. Some of my 30-something frus…

Posterous announced recently that it will be closing down on April 30th. No more online or mobile apps, no more viewing of blogs. Done. Kaput. Yes, I have over 400 days invested in this blog, but it’s not the most heartbreaking news to me. I can b…

I communicate with my clients every day, and my emails tend to be more conversational than formal since I like to think I have a good rapport with each of them. Actual conversations are the same. Lately, however, I’ve been editing my emails more t…

I met an angel yesterday. I had a doctor’s appointment that left me feeling nervous, anxious, stressed out, and I just wanted to get it over with. I really wished there was a way (read: “I wish it was socially acceptable”) to have a cocktail befor…