Month: June 2008

  • Marlboro Boys

    “Hey, how’s it going?” I ask my newest neighbor as I arrive home from work in the early evening. She is strikingly beautiful. Her wild curly hair frames a heart –shaped face, her pale green eyes are fringed with thick, long lashes. She is 30, maybe 35. She draws on a Marlboro light. “Well,” she…

  • Pace Yourself Dahling!

    If, within two minutes of checking into the Keys version of the Bates Motel, I hadn’t checked out of it, I never would have seen it happen. If I hadn’t ditched my editor-in-a-box job three years ago, then landed behind the podium of a hugely busy D.C. restaurant, then started writing a blog about my…