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...sites like LinkedIn were a mystery to Lisa Estabrook, 50, who left her advertising job at a bank in Philadelphia when her first child was born 16 years ago. Now she finds herself haunting YourOnRamp, which her husband - who was laid off from a reinsurance firm six weeks ago - heard about from a career counselor at a local church. She rattles off all the networking sites she's trying to get a handle on, including Facebook and Tweeter. Um, make that Twitter. "To my kids," she says, "it's funny to see Mom trying to get with it." (See which...
...biggest grievance, personally, is that no one considers the flip side. While I have occasionally heard a stray Princeton girl or guy complain about a perceived lack of handsome men, I think I can count the number of times on one hand — while I’d need all the hands of the students in my Developmental Psych lecture (hint: it’s held in Friend 101, and people sit on the floor) to tally up the opposite grievance. What makes the boys think they’re any better than we are? Somehow...
...sure) kept to their singing and one boy even flashed me an impertinent grin. But by this time, all of it was impertinent. A faith in what I knew I deserved was firing me up. Like I had that great piece of news I’d heard before anyone else. How it bore me on! Then I was past the Negro section and had thrown open both doors.Breezing into the foyer, I almost smiled as I gulped down big breaths of relief. I’d nearly spun a full circle before I spotted the stack of hymnals. With...
...listen up all you fooligans out there in cellphone land. Let’s talk texting. Yeah you heard me. T-bombs. Specifically, late night T-bombs of the BC—booty call—variety. Now, like any red-blooded American bro, I’m not one to protest to crucial role that the iPhone, Blackberry or T-Mobile Sidekick plays in the facilitation of the occasional Thursday night tryst here in the 02138. But Ladies, ladies, listen to a man. Sometimes you’re hanging out just pongin’ in Mather, or kickin?...
...only bigot in the history of this soiled university. This university was built by people who hate people like us. Some people say things change, but Sacco and Vanzetti still sounds a lot like Chiappini and Bilotti to us. Oh, we’ve heard the jokes: “Hey, Linguini Breath,” they say, “are you going to put some Communion hosts on your host-eroni pizza?” Sadly, we do not cry marinara sauce, but real human tears...