What Comes After Bronze? Part Deux: Finding Love in the Big City Part XXVI

By at 19 October, 2009, 12:00 am

After being conned out of my phone number, we finally had a chat. He is so very French.  I’ve been a Francophile for as long as I can remember.  I love the sophistication of the sounds, how the words curl off my tongue and kiss my lips from the inside out – just mind blowing.  […]

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What Comes After Bronze? – Part Uno: Finding Love in the Big City XXVI

By at 15 September, 2009, 4:35 am

The starter pistol explodes… And she’s off ladies and gentleman – that girl is burning that midnight oil: getting to know him, liking him and is ready to give that subtle yet gentle reminder that my pants are already down and I’m waiting for you to notice. . . (circa episode XII) look. Here’s the […]

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The Lost Episodes: Finding Love in the Big City XXV

By at 31 August, 2009, 12:00 am

Time waits for no one and that is oh so explicitly clear as I hear my biological clock “tick tock” louder than the ocean. Not saying that the ocean noise isn’t lovely and all, but hot diggity. It seems that marriage is all around me — everyone I know is either shacking up, thinking about […]

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Confessions of a Biker Chick: Finding Love in the Big City XXIV

By at 19 December, 2008, 12:00 am

I am a closeted rebel wanting to come out and reek havoc upon the masculine psyche; sensual red lips, tight leather pants, sky high heels and a devious smile for the brave soul willing to challenge me to a race. I have always had this fantasy of riding down an open stretch of Americana with […]

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Life Cycles: Finding Love in the Big City XXIII

By at 11 December, 2008, 12:00 am

Why is it that the man of my dreams has a fucked up track record of failure? I guess it’s true that I believe solely on the promise of a happily ever after. Maybe that is the thing that keeps me going in life – hope. I already know that happily ever after is never […]

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Rebirth of the Slick: Finding Love in the Big City XXII

By at 10 November, 2008, 9:22 am

I have been reborn. I haven’t found the time machine that takes me back to the days when things were simpler – childhood – being catered to, feeling the weight of your mother’s smile impress itself upon you like leaky faucet, consistent and at times nerve racking but ever missed when it isn’t around. We […]

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Turning in My Cape: Finding Love in the Big City XXI

By at 20 October, 2008, 8:36 am

What exactly do I have to offer a potential mate?  Such a random question right? For those of us that are single, especially us women folk, the first thing that we think about is making “the list” – You know the list, that holy grail of qualifications that a potential mate should be endowed with […]

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The Newark Chronicles – Part 1: Finding Love in the Big City XX

By at 7 October, 2008, 12:00 am

Since lightning struck once, why not twice? On a rare evening off, I decided to willingly cross state lines in search of food, music and fun.  Instead of trekking into Manhattan, I decided to give Newark’s nightlife a try. Why is it so much easier to feel saucy when you know that there won’t be […]

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Crossing State Lines: Finding Love in the Big City XIX

By at 18 September, 2008, 9:05 am

Luck be a Lady Tonight. . . Home of bucolic skies, rich green foliage and the chance to take a deep breath after running the rate race.  Where is this place – Well it’s New Jersey.  For as long as I remember New Jersey has routinely been the butt of my jokes – you know, […]

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Stand Clear of the Closing Doors: Finding Love in the Big City XVIII

By at 22 August, 2008, 12:00 am

What is it about this 28th year that is forcing me to delve deeper into (cue the Darth Vader sound effect) DARK SIDE?  So I’m a bit spiritual and I do sort of buy into the whole numerology thing – with that in mind 2 + 8 = 10, which is equal to 1 + […]

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When Finding Yourself Goes Wrong – Part 3: Finding Love in the Big City XVII

By at 1 August, 2008, 12:00 am

So going to the sea is supposed to be cleansing and energizing at the same time, so going to the beach with a date should bring about feelings of warmth and fuzziness right? Umm. . . WRONG!!! If it was anyone else’s dating experience, that would be true, but this is the good ‘ol Orange […]

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When Finding Yourself Goes Wrong – Part 2: Finding Love in the Big City XVII

By at 18 July, 2008, 12:00 am

When we last left our heroine, she was contemplating whether to go on the date with the bicycle passerby. Dating Note # 1: NEVER LET A COMPLETE STRANGER MEET YOU AT YOUR HOUSE.  IF THEY TURN INTO A STALKER, THEN YOU’RE FUCKED. Me: Uh, not my house, why don’t we meet here at the train […]

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