Prom v. Battle Prom

Many people ask me, what is a Battle Prom? Well, here is the meaning, along with a comparison to the only Prom I had ever attended before: The American Prom.

On Rioting.

Where I am from hurricanes are our worst storm. For the past weeks I've endured a different kind. Here's my take on the riots.

A Perfectly Lovely Day for Assult

So, I've been mugged.  Checking that off my list of life experiences no one ever really wants to have. It was broad daylight and I was headed back to work after looking at dresses for a wedding next weekend. I had taken my phone and my keys.  In a moment that smacks of stupidity in... Continue Reading →

Some Things Need to Remain Untold

So people ask me, "Why should I come to Oxford?" Well, there are lots of reasons to visit.  You have, of course, the university and all the pretty colleges.  You have history layered on history.  You have a concentrated area full of famous authors, musicians, and nature. And about 30 minutes away, you have Blenheim... Continue Reading →

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