Pedal Strike

TweetIf you’ve ever seen even one scene from The Paper Chase, you have a vague sense of what it’s like to be called on in a law school class. Even as a third year, the Socratic method of drilling questions eludes me. It’s like being asked to perform a waltz with cinder blocks for shoes. […]

TweetI hate the whole concept of playing hard to get, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate a good chase. Because you want the potential significant other to match you in terms of wits, humor, and even style. And if you’re as neurotic as I am and you go so far as to check out […]

TweetDespite a calf that’s wound up so tight my heel actually hurts, I’m pushing, thrusting, alternatively gritting my teeth and biting my lower lip. Eyes closed, head tilted back, hissing in air and letting it out in trembling exhalations. Moving my hips just a little bit to the left, a little forward…right there. Right right […]

TweetI hate it when people ask me whether I prefer hot or cold weather. If I had to absolutely choose one over the other, which one would I pick? Like if all year long, it was either really hot or extremely cold, and you couldn’t ever move again. It’s kind of asking someone, if forced […]

TweetI don’t know what my parents were really thinking but my name is a homonym for “silkworm” in Japanese. Or maybe they weren’t really thinking. The characters are different, obviously, but it still makes for somewhat awkward introductions. Like oh, hello, my parents named me after a worm that you eventually boil in its own […]