It was one of God's jokes that such a dumb mind had been put in such an eloquent body.

I could add her to the long list of people I didn't understand.

Why don't they just take him out?" I asked. I'm not politically minded, as I guess you can tell. Mr. Cataliades was smiling at me. "So direct, so classic," he said. "So American.

I felt like a car that had only been operated by one driver… a car its new prospective buyer was determined to take to the Daytona 500.

I had never seen so many cute men in one place in my life. But I could tell they were not for me. Russell was like the gay vampire Hugh Hefner, and this was the Playboy Mansion, with an emphasis on the "boy.

I was surprised to find out there was a direct line from my palm to my, my, hootchie.

As it was, I couldn't escape the feeling that I was out of my element. I found myself thinking of a book I'd left half-read at home and wishing I'd stuck it in my purse so I could pull it out now.