A few weeks ago I moved from San Francisco to a new city. I’m not at liberty to say which city it is, but let’s just say moving here is a real declaration of my independence, and that while it may be rocky at the start, I’m sure there will be a silver lining […]
“Are you mad at me?” she asked as we sat outside afterwards, steam rising off my body like a heated pool on a cold morning. “I’m fine,” I replied, uttering the fabled words oft spoken by girls who are not, as they claim to be, fine. In that moment I wasn’t sure how I was, […]
So I’ve gotten some recent requests from (mostly moms) that they’d like articles emailed straight to them. We used to have a subscribe feature but it was kind of wonky to begin with and now it’s broken. So I made a Tinyletter and all our problems are solved! Any time we’ve got new stuff up […]
If you care to, you can read a lot about my generation and the ways in which it is lost. I’ve always found this to be a pretty lazy generalization; the sort doled out by drunk alums at tailgates who love to tell you how much better things were in their day. All young people […]
A description of every single note I have on my phone
This morning at about 7:30 AM I received an email, and for some reason Amanda was the person I wanted to share my story with. So I sent her a message. And then another message. And thus I told my story. At first, confusion: Then, realization: Since […]
I picked my top five teams in terms of power rankings. I did pretty much no research. That picture is my professional sportscaster look.
This might be the last one, because, well, I’m running out of stuff to say and have new ideas for different articles. Let’s get freaky with it. This one gets gross.
This week, Inno puts the Art in Art of Zwar by serenading us with his unearthly voice. And then we talk about it. Please ignore Luc’s off-camera chip eating appearance mid way through. Check out the original (but more importantly un-intro’d) house play version here.
Ellen tells a story about a guy named Gorilla, his puppy, and a series of infectious disease specialists. We realized that her actual wounds were never on screen, so photographic evidence can be seen here and here. In keeping with the previous structural theme, an addendum: