Author Archives: Stacey

baby eels

Posted on May 17, 2014 by Stacey

In January, I had to go to Madrid for work. And when I say work, I mean work. Early in the morning until late at night, and no time to see the city itself. But I wanted to do something … Continue reading →

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your children are not charming

Posted on May 9, 2014 by Stacey

If there is one thing people will never look at me and say, it’s “Hmmm, I wonder why she never had any children.” I hate children. Especially undisciplined children that run around and scream for no apparent reason, in places … Continue reading →

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carousel of hopelessness

Posted on August 19, 2012 by Stacey

One of the things I liked best about living in Los Angeles was that there was always the possibility of running into a big Hollywood Star. Not that I ran into many, or any at all, for that matter, although … Continue reading →

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are you sure nobody’s follow us?

Posted on August 16, 2012 by Stacey

CRAP. Crap crap crap crap crap. I am DONE with Match.com. DONE with it. I don’t know why I do this to myself. I know this is not a good medium for me. I know this. So why, after every … Continue reading →

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citizen’s arrest

Posted on May 12, 2012 by Stacey

I wasn’t even going to go to the gym that night. I mean, I was originally going to go, but then I stopped at home first, which is always a mistake. I got distracted, and soon decided it was just … Continue reading →

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double identity

Posted on April 29, 2012 by Stacey

After graduating from college with a useless degree in Advertising, I couldn’t get a job. Plus, it was the Eighties: I had big sticky-uppy hair and wore brighty-colored miniskirts with white wrestling boots, a look for which Corporate America was … Continue reading →

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911 Revisited

Posted on April 21, 2012 by Stacey

The summer immediately after 911, my niece came to visit me in Connecticut, and we hopped on Metro North and rode south into the city. We only had a few hours, there was a lot to see, and I was … Continue reading →

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The Burial of Butters

Posted on April 15, 2012 by Stacey

Despite the tragic circumstance surrounding his demise (he thirsted to death in his cage), the Burial of Butters seemed, to me, af first, a jocular affair, ironic at the very least. Here we were – my parents, my sister, her … Continue reading →

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valentine yoga

Posted on February 14, 2012 by Stacey

It’s 9:45 on Saturday morning.   In addition to a 25 minute kettlebell/burpee/pushup/box jump workout, I’ve run 3 miles, done 200 inverted weighted situps, and maxed out my clean and jerk.   Cocktail hour, however,  isn’t for another eight hours, and I … Continue reading →

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do I really need to explain it?

Posted on January 20, 2012 by Stacey

Apparently, I do. While some people thought my last post about time machines was funny, some people didn’t.  This guy didn’t:  “You’re an annoying wench and anyone can clearly understand why you’re still single. F^&ckin’ c^nt.” Except he didn’t use child-friendly symbols. … Continue reading →

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