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  • Like a Kid In a Candy Store

    Sometimes I blackout when I eat. I mean, not actually blackout—but it feels very similar. I go into a sort of food coma when presented with a table full of free goodies, eating one after the other in assembly line fashion: move hand to candy, un-wrap candy, put in mouth, repeat. I would have made a stellar Lucy Ricardo. I would also be 800 pounds if I lived in one of Mark Tarses’...
  • Remember Who You Kissed at Midnight?

    Floss daily. Exercise four times a week. These were two of my 2013 New Year’s resolutions. Now that we’re approaching the halfway point, how am I doing so far? 1. Floss daily. In the past five months, I have flossed. Now, if we want to get technical, I have not done so daily. I was just too…tired.  I did, however, get a real wake-up call last week when I was told to...
  • Hoop! (There It Is)

    I was a 5’7” forward playing against 6’1” girls during my days as a high school basketball player. Call me Mugsy Bogues. Except unlike Mugsy, I was also slow and unable to jump more than three inches off the ground. But what I lacked in height and hang time, I made up for with heart. I was that person who wore t-shirts with sayings like, “Basketball is life—...
  • An Apartment Tail: Fievel Goes to the Dumpster

    I’ve lived in an apartment for over three years now, so naturally I’ve learned a few tricks. Take pest management, for example. A few weeks ago my roommate thrust a chewed-up piece of saltwater taffy in my face, disrupting the quiet time I had requested while watching “Bachelor Pad.” She had discovered the gnawed taffy on the floor of her closet and could only assume one...

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