Soppho

Oh, college students in town, today I take back 50—hell, maybe even 55—percent of the bad things I’ve ever said about you.
I was riding the trolley home from downtown this afternoon, when it began its normal jerky chugging up the hill toward West Main Street. After one particularly bad buck of the bus, a man [...]

Pro Tip: When selecting post-race goodies, if you do not enjoy looking like Frosty the Snowman it may be best to hold off on the powdered donut until you are no longer covered head-to-toe in sweat.
Congratulations to everyone who ran the 2009 Charlottesville Women’s Four Miler on Saturday. What an amazing and inspiring way to [...]

The day after I had my wisdom teeth out, W. and I were walking on the downtown mall:
W.: Oh, that’s nice. Condoms all over the ground.
Me: Great, it’s just like being in my apartment.
W: Oh, realllllly?
Me: BUILDING. MY APARTMENT BUILDING.
W: Riiiiiight. Y Chrome’s an even better caretaker than I thought!

Yesterday was Y Chromosome’s 25th birthday. Isn’t that great? But let’s cut to the important part—namely how this pertains to me.
I am 11 months older than Y Chrome, which everyone loves to point out. My mother calls me a cradle-robbing old hag. She can get away with this because I have an older sister far [...]

It’s that time of year: when the traffic gets bad again, finding seats at a restaurant is impossible, and I once more have to slalom my way down the stairs of my apartment building, weaving between used condoms, spilled beer, and puddles of half-digested Ramen noodles spiked with stomach acid.
That’s right: the students are back [...]