The language barrier (and I’m from England) Coming to America, the last thing I thought I’d have a problem with is the language. Admittedly, it is like a breath of fresh air in comparison to trying to get through Paris with your book of phrases, but...
The Hooty-Hoo and Timbuktu Look forward to the in-and-outs of the Hooty-Hoo and Timbuktu!! You may think: what is he going about? But if you make it to San Francisco State University’s Orientation Week then you will always remember the Hooty-Hoo and Timbuktu. I certainly know I...
I’m glad that my last blog entry (The boyfriend or girlfriend left behind…) has stoked some strong opinions, and as promised, it’s a subject I will often return to—including the situation where couples form overseas. But I wanted to clarify my thoughts since I didn’t mean...
In default of a more impartial view on the topic, here is a case for true love. Reader discretion is advised insofar as my account may be highly subjective, desperately optimistic and perhaps even attack one’s worldview. But here is what a real lover thinks: When...