Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

It started in my inbox.  A warning from Chris, threatening stomach punches to any nerds who show up in anything approaching a costume.  "Once we have our tickets in hand, you are on your own.  We are not going to…

Harry wouldn’t take Sally there for this very reason.  It had nothing to do with not wanting to hear, “how come you never take me to the airport anymore?”  He didn’t want to be around the airport at the beginning…

When I saw the movie Stepmom—with Jules and the woman with the deep-set bug eyes that every guy remembers as hot (who women just don’t think of as pretty), in a t-shirt, from Bull Durham, Sarandon (or maybe it’s her…

You worry if it’s broken, but aren’t sure yet, the way you feel when you’ve just dropped your cell phone. You look at it carefully, turn it on, and for a minute you hold your breath. Relationships just take longer…

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Let’s try to forget, just for a moment, that I live my life with a soundtrack running in my head a la Ally McBeal.  It’s no Barry White; we’re talking Peter Gabriel’s Solsbury Hill.  There, now that’s out of the…

I want to see this.  Want, you know, cause I’m so good at that.  Didn’t you get the missive?  It’s all I do.  I’m shallow.  There.  Feel better?  Good.  Now you can go away… and watch absurdly gorgeous women complete…

It’s Saturday afternoon; I should be outside shopping, reading, or doing something cultural. But I’m hungover from a lack of sleep and a bounty of Linus in my face all night. The TV’s on, and I was forced to hit…