It’s probably time that I come clean about something. I’ve needed to confess this to you for a while now. I am a poser.
A hardcore, legitimate poser. When I find a fad I’m interested in, I get into it hardcore. It’s sad, I know. I shamelessly delve into popular culture’s current obsessions to see if I can swing it. I investigate enough to make myself believable in conversation and tweak my outfit so I look authentic, but eventually I figure out it’s probably not for me and move on.
So when …

It’s that time of year again. The gardening catalogs have started arriving, and my husband and I are picking out what we want, what we can afford, and what we need. (Wouldn’t it be great if those were ever the same things?) Already? you may ask. Yes! Already! Now is the time to get started on your garden!
If you think about it, you only have about three short weeks until the ground thaws and you can get plants into it. Around here, the ground is ready for spring planting in …

Last week, I delivered a brief tutorial on the fine art of blending in at The Yuppie Bar, and I hope that some of you used this newfound knowledge to go scam a few high-class hotties. However, if the mate you seek is more of the sports-centered type, have no fear. I’m back to give you all of the hints you need to at least look like you belong in a sports bar, when really, you’re just admiring the players’ uniforms. (Tip #1: Don’t outwardly acknowledge that …

While most moms are all about the excitement of eating out at a unique or interesting restaurant, most dads don’t need cute and quaint. They want a good meal. If there’s something attention-grabbing (college basketball season, anyone) going on, they want to be able to watch it. If there’s not, a pool table, Mega Touch, or darts never hurt anyone.
If you need a place to watch the game or just enjoy the sports-bar feel, there’s A.J. Sports Grill at 29th and Rock. A.J.’s is a great multiple-man gathering place, …

Are you getting tired of the same old routine? We all sympathize.
There was once a time when boozing after a long day of class and work was all we could ask of life. Hell, I can remember when talking on the phone  (to girlfriends I had just left at the bus stop) was a perfect way to spend the afternoon.  If I think back even further, all I ever wanted to do with my spare time was put bugs in jars. Eventually, perhaps, my nightly cup-of-coffee-and-a-good-book routine will get old. …