Pedal Strike

TweetI’m somehow still in NYC. And no, it wasn’t the Yankees win against the Sox after 15 innings [although that was a pretty intense game]. And despite all the trash talk that I might be doing that Boston sometimes needs to step it up, it’s not the bike scene that’s keeping me here either. Because […]

TweetIt’s one of those prerequisites to life. One of those experiences that everyone goes through and hopefully comes out a better person for it. Kind of like how you should date a total asshole at some point in your life. It’s not something you’re going to enjoy, but you’ll learn a thing or two, ponder […]

TweetIf it isn’t obvious already, I’ve been gathering a list of cities I’d love to live in. NYC, Portland, Seattle, Austin… And Chicago just made the list. It really should be on there already; my best friend is at UChicago, and she’s always telling me about her incredible vintage finds. But her horror stories of […]

TweetThere’s something to be said for playing your cards well. But I never really understood girls who consistently choose to play the sex card. Maybe my own hedonistic desires get in the way of prolonging petty arguments. Maybe I don’t want to sit and wait until “lack of play” gets a boyfriend begging for forgiveness. […]

TweetSharing is caring, I know. But sometimes, I’m tempted to keep certain things to myself. Like those gems of whatever that you discover, and then hide away, at least for a little while, while you weigh who you’ll let in on your little secret, and in what order. The irony being that I don’t really […]