Sine Qua Non

I am now a grown-up. At thirty-four years old, I’ve somehow managed to avoid the pitfalls of encroaching adulthood and sidestep the devious placement of its various landmines for over three decades now, but it’s finally caught up… Read More

Cry “Oven!” And Let Slip The Chicken Nuggets of War

Our oven stopped working one day, quite unceremoniously and without fanfare. It simply stopped getting hot. I’ve been meaning to call someone to come fix it for ages now, but for one reason or another, I never got… Read More

The Rise Of The Brand-Name Beatnik

(Click here for part two of this essay, “Concerning the hipster situation”) UPDATE: Why do you people like this essay so much? It’s quickly becoming my most popular post, with several hundred people reading it each day. I… Read More