Meet me at LAX

Meet me at LAX

This story is a dangerous trifecta of boring things: waiting in line, parking a car, and a missing third item needed to complete a trifecta. Context We’re fairly new to Los Angeles, so we do everything wrong.  I might send an email that doesn’t contain an exclamation point (!), or ask how to say ayurvedic, or eat meat … Continue reading

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THE MEET TennisBro and I have known each other our whole lives. Literally. Our moms were pregnant together. We hadn’t seen each other at all in the ’90s or most of the naughts save for Christmas cards, but for some reason we got back in touch via phone in the beginning of 2008. I was … Continue reading