Let’s Call it a Poon-Doggle

Those of you who have the "pleasure" of following me on Snapchat know that one of the unofficial perks of my job is that I'm frequently wined and dined and otherwise spoiled rotten both locally and while traveling for business. I'm routinely invited for meals at restaurants where I'd have to wash dishes for weeks... Continue Reading →

High-Five if You’d Like to Visit Paris 

I was having lunch a few months ago with a good friend/co-worker (female) and two former colleagues-turned-friends (male) when a curious thing happened. None of us had previously been part of a cloister or lived particularly sheltered lives - we were trial lawyers after all. But despite the collective decades of debaucherous experience sitting around... Continue Reading →

“Turn, Turn, We Almost Become Dizzy”

As I flew home at the ass crack of dawn hungover (or maybe still slightly drunk) after a quick business trip to Kansas City last month, I fought back tears as lyrics to a Dave Matthew's song I'd heard countless times before suddenly committed treason on my unsuspecting heart. I'm really not sure what it... Continue Reading →

Ode to a Trainwreck

I know “they” say that smell is the strongest of the senses tied to memory. Well “they” have clearly never studied my brain waves while listening to The Verve’s “Bitter Sweet Symphony.” It’s been over three years since I last spoke with him (we’ll call him Devyn), and this was Devyn’s favorite song. And every... Continue Reading →

Who said a little BDSM never hurt anybody?

As a young girl, I remember my mother repeatedly telling me I didn’t need a man in my life.  Not to depend on one for anything; to learn to be independent, to choose a career that would allow me to take care of myself financially.   It was a recurrent theme for years, and in large part... Continue Reading →

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