Picture it, DC 2011. I meet a guy on OKCupid. He demands we go to Zola. The initial contact is friendly though he is scanning my body.He knows I work at a non-profit museum and proceeds to ask me “who do you know in the non-profit world?” I respond with “eh which non-profit world?” He then tells me he’s going to start…

I have a Chinese character one. Though did get the character verified. But still. 

I was a weird kid and like all awesome weirdos was SUPER INTO musical theater. When the traveling company of The Who’s Tommy came to my hometown I saw it, loved it, bought the shirt. This was in 1993 and I was in 8th grade. The shirt had the logo of the musical and the lyrics “See me. Feel me. Touch me.” I wore it to…

I was in grad school during Obama’s inauguration and Aretha’s amazing hat. One of the professors said, “Can you believe there’s a Facebook fan page for her hat?” And I said, very excited and proud, “I’m in it!!” No regrets, that hat was the shit!

North Potomac > “North Bethesda” (it is Rockville, idiots!)

This was 12 years ago and at a different place I am now but I’m still hella angry. Been working for the organization for 3 years and my dream job comes up—one I had been groomed to do since I had started. My division head says they have a full time position for me and tells the rest of the staff. Then I’m told they…

I got to attend a conference where Roscoe Orman, aka Gordon, from Sesame Street was the keynote speaker. He started his speech by singing the first few lines of Sesame Street and the whole conference joined in—I was ugly crying through the whole thing.

Great point! I’m cautious about romanticizing the past though. They were incredible and their ethos was inspiring but as someone who lives in the past each day (I portray a historic person at a museum) I’m happy to have the rights and medicine that wasn’t available then, even if we do live in the age of Dolt 45. How…

Hear, hear! Yes!

Agree 99%! I work at a historic house and I ask people where they are from to engage them with the history of the house and the people who lived and worked there. That being said, when immigrants (unless they got that British accent in Fairfax Co VA) say they are from a local area, I always tell them we love when our…

My quasi-stepsister (our parents have been together for 20 years but aren’t married) was deputy COS under Priebus until last March. We aren’t at all close so don’t have much to dish (other than priebus and Spicy were at her engagement party—at which I talked to no one but the hot caster waiter from whom I was getting…

Elizabeth Bright’s new series—only the first one, Twice As Wicked, is out yet—is awesome. Good sense of the period with a badass protagonist who is more in search of exacting vengeance than getting love in the end.

I’m 37 and same

My favorite story about the whole Pentagon Papers is when Mitchell had a conniption and screamed that Graham was going to get her “tit caught in a big fat wringer!” And then someone gave her a necklace with a boob in a wringer—it used to be on display at the old Newseum.

You can have a plug in kettle! I lived in Belfast in my early 20s before moving back to the States and have never looked back! Welcome to the US!

I started dating a guy at work who spent two weeks falling over himself trying to woo me (“You’re the most beautiful woman in Virginia!” Him: I’m sorry I wasted your time today. Me: you didn’t! It’s lovely talking with you! Him:I can’t wait to invest more time with you). Then he ghosts. Um, moron, we work together.…

You got up and ran errands and did healthy shit. That’s big! And we are all allowed to wallow and feel despair—please know you’re doing great. Life is peaks and valleys. The lowest valley is a climb to the next peak.

I’m 37 and single so on various dating apps. It’s....interesting. My least favorite thing is when a guy who’s 45 talks about his Peter Pan (I’m quoting not projecting) complex. Like it’s a feature and not a bug. It makes them sound like they are trying to be manic pixie dream bros. Hard pass.

Right?!?! And it makes them afraid. When I talk about the traveling I did/do on my own people are always a bit jealous and not quite sure what’s ELSE you might be up to—it’s pretty awesome.

I’m 37 and while I’d like to find someone to share my life with in a non-friends way I’m also watching friends put up with bullshit to be with someone. I literally just got home from a friend’s NYD open house where I met her boyfriend for the first time. He was barking at her to tell everyone else at the party to be…