December 2011
November 2011
Make a Party
I like to spend time alone. I think it’s a lot of fun. I tend to fixate on activities, which is vaguely anti-social considering the fact that most people like to do one thing for a while and then move on, so alone time allows me to give myself permission to do something for five plus hours at a time. I like that. Whether I am playing video games, writing, or watching Hulu, nobody can...
irma thomas — it’s raining
I have an essay over at Grantland today. I really hope you like it, because writing for Grantland was an honor — the kind of honor that makes you feel very small, like you could clear some space in the center console of your car and climb into it, closing the lid so nobody can see you, hear you, or read you and think “Why is this person taking up space on a website written by way...
Sunday Story Time
Marcia walked into Trader Joe’s. It was empty: that was strange. She grabbed three kiwis, a bottle of lemonade, and some plain vanilla cake mix. She approached the register and set her basket on the shelf. The man behind the register had a scruffy white-blond beard and wore a bandana around his head.
“Did you find everything okay?” he asked. “This cake mix is...
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