When it comes to hairstyles, I've never experimented much with color, cut, or style. For 24 out of 25 years it's been brown (there was an ill-advised blonde adventure sophomore year of college), it's always been long, and it's always been...

Every morning for breakfast I have three sandwiches of fried eggs, cheese, lettuce, tomato, fried onions, and mayonnaise, one omelet, a bowl of grits, and three slices of French toast with powdered sugar; I then wash it down with three chocolate chip pancakes with butter, syrup, and whipped cream.

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Dented balls, a droopy net, and that weird basement-smell come to mind when I think of Ping-Pong. Growing up, every other house had a ping-pong table, but none of them fully functional, and all of them in dark, deserted corners where exposed light-bulbs with dangling chains cast creepy shadows on...

If I had a nickel for every email I got from God, I'd have five cents.

Well, maybe ten cents if you count the fact that He sent the same email twice-- apparently even the big guy upstairs can't solve the mysteries of the world wide webs.

So it...

I like listening to the radio. I like top 40, I like DJs, and I even like the commercials. So when it came time for my bi-monthly workout (everything in moderation, right?) I said to myself, "Self, what's gonna get you moving at a semi-acceptable pace around the park?" I...

This weekend on Long Beach, NY, I learned two things: one, umbrellas bought at the dollar store cannot sustain winds over 1.5 knots (sorry nearby family of four!) and two, tattoos are everywhere! Many of those inked creations made me laugh out loud, some of them made me gag, but...

As a Manhattanite, I sometimes forget what grass looks like, what birds sound like, and what it feels like to drive (but, uh, don't tell that to an undisclosed car rental agency; I may or may not owe them some money for a suspected fender-bender). But every so often I'm...

Once a year I officially donate money. I write two checks, one to my high school and one to my university. I fill out the insert that comes in the school newsletter and return it with a check in the pre-stamped envelopes. I get mailings from my high school and...

The Fourth of July has always been associated with fireworks, cookouts, and warm weather, but in the 1980's, "summer blockbuster" was added to the list. It's said that studio execs never considered the holiday weekend a good release date--they believed that families would rather spend their time outdoors than go...

Every August from second grade to freshman year of high school, Mom and Dad packed my cedar trunk into the Plymouth Voyager and drove me northeast across the Virginia state line to the shores of the Chesapeake Bay. A summer time ritual as sure as hikes and calamine lotion, lightening...

Summer's here! In case you missed it, the Summer Solstice was Saturday (say that three times fast) thus announcing that your favorite season and mine is in fact, in season. Time to celebrate the ice cream truck, the coconut sunscreen, the chlorine eyes, and the social acceptability of backyard...

Saturday in NYC and it's hazy, hot, and humid -- a perfect early afternoon for laying by the pool or sitting in some air-conditioning enjoying a good book, or if you're like me, catching up on some DVR'd Deadliest Catch (I find comfort watching others freeze whilst I melt;...

Every week I go to my favorite East Village restaurant to indulge in their fresh vegetables and to-die-for macaroni and cheese (with extra bacon, of course). Friday night was no different when I sat down with a cold beer, great company, and stared up at the chalkboard menu citing the...

Since you can't wait until next Thursday to watch Bravo's A-List Awards, let me give you an insider's recap, because, ahem, I was there Tuesday night when they taped it at Hammerstein Ballroom in NYC.

The night had a very promising A-list start: bright lights, red carpet, roped off...

We've all stood in front of the "departures" screen at the airport scanning for our flights, hoping to read the good, "on time" news. And we've all experienced that sinking feeling when the bad news is there instead, the words "cancelled" or "delayed" taunting us like the high school bulletins...

As a high school student, I hated multiple-choice pop quizzes. They never pointed out what you actually knew, just made it obviously clear what you factually didn't. That hateful list of letters: A, B, C, and D...but it wouldn't stop there for me. I'd add an E. Observe:

"In...

Last year I attended an exclusive Grammy viewing party in New York City with the man of my dreams, a one-time nominee himself. I wore a white t-shirt, dark jeans tucked into brown boots, an orange scarf, and my bursting heart on my sleeve. How did I get so lucky...