Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Ugly isn’t the kindliest of words, but out of the looks grab-bag, it’s what I drew that morning. I’m sick, have been since New Year’s Eve, sinus infection, maybe. Went to the doctor, taking antibiotics, still can’t breathe. Everything on…

The pep-talk I never posted:
I am a nervous wreck. I don’t know what it is! My mouth is all dry and pasty; my hands are actually quivering; I feel like I can’t focus. I am worried about driving to…

From a no-bullshit reader named Maggie: The weight stuff is getting old. You wrote a book about your weight issues and it seemed at one point you were happy with yourself. Shit or get off the pot with this and…

Notes from my bathroom:
Phil is addicted to the Sittin’ On The Toilet video on YouTube, to the point where he’ll just say it in random conversations.
“So, what else do we need from the store? I’m making the list.…

This beauty arrived in my inbox this morning, damn near screaming at me: NATIONWIDE SEARCH NOW UNDERWAY FOR ACTIVE TEXAS MOMS.

“When a party needs to be thrown, hers is an extravagant affair. Time to decorate for the holidays? Her…

View of Times Square from myPhone at R Lounge
I’m in the Renaissance Hotel – The R Lounge, and man, are things getting interesting. This lounge, the moments in it, this is the NY version of that Bill Murray Scarlet…

Things are about to get ugly. Literally. Pardon me while I squeeze the excess from my site and do some remodeling. “Spare” won’t be reserved for my “Spare & A Pair” dating advice, but will be the temporary adjective used…

I get it now. I completely understand how my sister was driven to smear the fecal matter of my dog all over the car of a stranger. Up in all the door handles, across the windshield. Hell, yes.
Up until…