Posts Tagged ‘communication’

A few weeks ago, my sister commands me to get “Draw Something,” and so I do. I figure it is one of those games she will get me to play and then quickly lose interest in. But she doesn’t. This game consumes our days, much like it consumes about 20 million users. But what is […]

Someone at some point has asked us that infamous question. And chances are high, we cringed at the curiosity. Partly because we don’t want to share, we don’t like the person asking, perhaps we don’t know ourselves, or maybe because we simply lack the ability to express our thoughts. But yet we ask. The questions […]



Today I was in class and my instructor said something. Now, he didn’t just say ANYTHING, he said SOMETHING. Something that made me stop and think and reflect over the past three years. Apparently people think I am negative. Which is really funny because I never thought I was a “Negative Nancy” and growing up, […]

Sometimes the needs of a heritage group extend beyond the simple need to convey information. Blogs and Facebook fan pages allow limited interactivity. But for groups whose members are intensely passionate about a topic, a free social networking site like Ning could be the way to go. So what is Ning, and who is using it […]

Folks have approached me in the past few weeks saying that I have “generalized the male gender” and that I am “biased,” that I’m a “man hater” and everything else of the related sort based on my thoughts in my previous column: “Be Frank: Call for Prince Charming.”   To finish reading this column, please […]

“Cinderella walked on broken glass, Sleeping Beauty let a whole lifetime pass, Belle fell in love with a hideous Beast, Jasmine married a common thief, Ariel walked on land for love and life, Snow White barely escaped a knife. It was all about blood, sweat and tears because love means facing your biggest fears.” I […]

feeling frisky


It is dark outside. I am sitting alone at a table watching the merchandise knowing no one is going to stop by, but knowing there is no where else at the event I wish to be. So I sit. Alone. A man approaches and begins to make small talk. I like small talk, so I […]