I struggled with whether or not to write a list made up solely of activities, or if I should delve a little deeper into my being. My choice was pretty much made for me when I realized there aren't even ten things in this world that I want to do. Pretty sad, I guess. Some might call me apathetic; others, boring. In either case... More..
Merely two ingredients, a microwave-safe bowl, and a spoon for stirring are all you need to be a hit at your next office, backyard, or neighborhood potluck.Preparation only takes as long as walking from your pantry and refrigerator to the counter. Cook time is a scant five minutes on top of that. What you'll end up with is a ... More..
This question has haunted me since junior high school. It always seems to be one of those cliched, go-to questions that people ask in order to find some deep, hidden truth about a person's personality. What does it mean about me, then, that some 20 years later I still don't have an answer?I remember the first time I was asked... More..
There's nothing quite like getting hit on at a grocery store in the bad part of town at midnight. And it all began because I needed to buy cat food. I'm standing in the cat food aisle of the local grocery store trying to decide whether I should risk getting less expensive, non-sensitive stomach food for my diarrhea-prone cat.... More..
When you're too busy studying for that big final to cook but you need some fuel to keep you going, a simple four ingredient/one dish meal that basically cooks itself is your answer. Tater Tot Casserole to the rescue!INGREDIENTS2 pounds extra lean ground beef1 can Cream of ANYTHING soup (suit your taste: mushroom, celery, chic... More..
When I was 13, I found myself in a full-on case of adolescent infatuation. His name was Josh and he was my neighbor. Being neighbors, we hung out all the time doing random kid things. I worshiped the ground he walked on; followed him around like a puppy. He knew how I felt, but never took advantage of my feelings for him. He... More..
I grew up in the ghetto of ghettos. Really. For those familiar with the San Diego area, it was National City. Even the name sounds ghetto. We lived in a condo complex a mere block away from the police station. Ironically, that did not deter any crime.My next door neighbor was murdered, her baby left to starve to death on the ... More..
The air is sticky with the summer's heat. The kids come careening into the house, sweating and looking for a sweet treat. "Cookies! Cookies!" they chant in unison. Suffocating the kitchen with the heavy oven air is out of the question. The next best thing to a fresh-from-the-oven homemade chocolate chip cookie? A fresh-from-t... More..
I am a finger click away from booking my last-minute $650 round-trip flight from San Diego to Greenville, South Carolina. The website asks if I would like to purchase travel insurance for an additional fee. I quickly decline. I am sure that this itinerary works for me. The trip is only a week away. What can possibly go wrong?... More..
I pissed myself the first week of Navy boot camp. Literally. Urine running down my legs. Ironically, the first week is known as P-Days. We were all so fresh and new; in constant fear of being singled out for any minor transgression. God save your soul if it's your screw-up that forces the rest of your 80 person division to "... More..
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