Thursday, August 22, 2013
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’ Berkeley, Calif...
Thursday, May 23, 2013
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 “only floss the teeth you want...
Thursday, March 14, 2013
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—nothing else matters.” While everyone...
Thursday, August 23, 2012
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 thing: we had a mouse....