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The Internet, ladies and gentlemen. I am trying, in 2020, to not read comments on news stories.
We found where they nested for the night. We put stakes through their hearts and doused them with holy water.
Someone left these just lying around. That seems dangerous. They belong in the White House, surely.
“You’re a hurricane virgin,” a friend of mine texted…and it’s true. This was my first hurricane. I was lucky enough to be experiencing Hurricane Harvey from relative safety: on a second-floor apartment in Austin, well away from the dangers more evident on the coast and in Houston. So, we watched, like everyone, our weather apps, … Continue reading On #Harvey: Mundane hurricane stories
Now they're evicting the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? Now, we're getting serious. Now, I will march.
I am going to better myself and my whole family! I will spend hours reading old stories in the newly available online vault. The first magazine arrives - I read it cover to cover, pass it around, and we discuss the issues over dinner. 5 issues in, we're skipping the poems. 10 issues in, we're … Continue reading The 10 Stages of a New Yorker Subscription
Remember the good old days when the worst we had to worry about was just straight up stupidity? Happy times. Save
Look, things are bad here in the land of the bacon double cheeseburger. There are really two ways we can go from here – we can try to make things better or we can definitely make things worse. And we can certainly end up doing both at the same time. Look, again, I'm not telling … Continue reading On Making Bad Times Worse