It has been brought to my attention that there could be a fourth reason why men would not want to read a blog about relationship advice written by a woman (more specifically, by me), and that could be this: The advice is stupid. “Make it rain”? Really, Jenny—make it rain? Not “fix … Continue reading Men Vs. Women II
I have no blog because the only thing I’ve done since school ended last Tuesday is eat holiday fudge and write poems worthy of AA. Nothing says Merry Christmas like a poem about denial! So I’ll spare you my list of bah-humbugs because most of them are dumb, and some of them are just embarrassing, like … Continue reading Christmas: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
This post has nothing to do with the Super Bowl. Yesterday was the Cursed Emotional Holiday Tennis Tournament, a mixed doubles tournament in which I participated thanks to coercion and a general lack of awareness. THE SET-UP A few weeks ago, this charming lady in her 70’s invite Holly and I to play in the Valentine’s Day tournament. “Sure!” … Continue reading The Tournament
They Call Me Fushilou 