(Continued from A Date with My Elementary School Nemesis: Background) I watched him as he struggled to parallel park the car, always a challenge on a San Francisco hill. I was nervous. This was the culmination of seven weeks of communication complicated by a separation of 3,000 miles. This was real life. The last moments of anticipation: a straightening of [...]
Archive for January 27th, 2012
The Cliché
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Recent Posts
- Playing Possum: Meeting My Missed Connection
- Happy Fleet Week!
- Four Years
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- Other New York clichés: A Blogger Buddy!
- The Case of the Wild Goose at Strawberry Fields
- Other New York clichés: My Girl-Crush
- The Scariest Thing in NYC
- How To Brighten a Rainy Day
- Other New York clichés: The Skinny Schnook
- Talk is Cheap, Listening is Free, Good Vibes are Priceless
- An Unbelievable Trip to Brazil
- Talk is Cheap, Listening is Free
- Easter Flowers All Around NYC
- A 20-Something in a Toy Store
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