Go Break a Leg

A couple of months ago, an email hit my In Box at work. Congratulations, it read. If you are reading this, you’re one of the lucky employees selected to give a presentation at our upcoming member symposium in September.  I didn’t understand how my boss could use words like “congratulations” and “lucky” in an email that announcedContinue reading “Go Break a Leg”

Help, a Belly Dancer is Stalking Me!

Although technically, I stalked her first. (Actually, “stalking” isn’t even the right term. I just took her picture, posted it online, and told the world that she wanted me). You might be wondering why I would do such a thing. The reason is simple, my friends:  clearly, she did want me. The proof is below.Continue reading “Help, a Belly Dancer is Stalking Me!”