There’s a word I’m sick of. Not awesomesauce or amazeballs. Both of those sound swampy and musky and wet or hairy, respectively, but they’ve become so common they’ve worn me down. Not woke, though I do hate that one and I promise you, I WILL NOT CAVE and use it. (Though I do think “Woke-ish” should be a […]
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The 20 Stages of Public Speaking
I stood on the high diving board, looking down. Nope, nope, nope. I was 10 years old, at the pool at Twin Lakes Tennis & Swim Club. That’s where my family went on hot days from our weekend house in Stamford, Ct. The usual suburban club: Moms with deeply freckled chests. Tennis whites. Cheeseburgers, defrosted crinkle-cut fries, ketchup […]
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