Letting a writer into your life is like letting a jackal into the living room, then asking whether it plans on ripping open one particular sofa cushion.

Mar 18, 2013 at 2:30pm | 223 comments

I had no concrete plans when I left my lease renewal unsigned. All I had was a personal belief that I wouldn’t end up living on the train.

Mar 4, 2013 at 3:30pm | 68 comments

cheer perfection
Would a show called "Little League Lads" get the same hand wringing cries about how horrible the fast-talking coach is on the "scared little boys"?