Wednesday, September 28, 2011
I’ve officially become the buzzkill of the group.
Whether I’m traveling with friends, going to the movies or getting on the metro, no one is allowed to have any fun until I have performed a proper bed bug inspection.
And I don’t just mean a quick sweeping of the eyes. I’m talking flashlights, magnifying glasses and—as was the case during a recent hiking trip to Utah—headlamps.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I hadn’t worked in multifamily housing in a few years. Instead I left and worked with the Dale Carnegie Training Organization, honing my craft and providing training solutions and direction to businesses across the globe. I was, however, eager to get back to my first love… the apartment industry!
Things hadn’t really changed much. On one hand, I was glad because I could get right back into the...
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Yesterday I went into the community clubhouse to renew my lease for yet another year—partly because I like my apartment, but also because I’m far too lazy to clean out my car, let alone pack everything up and move.
As I was sitting there waiting to sign the papers and eating a caramel chew that I swiped from the communal candy dish, I overheard a young couple rattling off a list of complaints to...
Thursday, September 1, 2011
The week I spent studying at Oxford was pure heaven.
But it wasn’t because I was re-tracing the steps of John Locke, sitting in the same classroom where T.S. Eliot once penned poetic masterpieces or visiting the pub where Bill Clinton smoked “but didn’t inhale.”
No, I couldn’t be bothered with such nonsense. I was too preoccupied with the likes of Mischa Barton.
I spotted the former O.C....