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Halloween isn’t usually a time I associate with being frightened. Don’t get me wrong; I’m pretty often nervous that something is going to leap out from under the basement stairs and eat my face, or that an evil presence is biding its time, waiting for me in the crawl space on my third floor. That irrationality, however, isn’t based on ...

Sweet T, Bro

Sweet T, Bro
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I AM THE MOST FAMOUS WRITER ALIVE

I AM THE MOST FAMOUS WRITER ALIVE
Not really, of course, but if you were wondering whether or not I produce nothing but Top Ten Lists metaphorically fellating Derek Jeter, the answer is nosiree, Bob! I also write fiction, and the folks at Sundress Publications were kind enough to select me as one of their winners for The Best Of The Net 2013. ...

In which I reluctantly praise Derek Jeter

I’m coming up short in trying to brainstorm the most effective way of presenting this latest thing I wrote, as: 1) I don’t care about baseball. 2) I most definitely don’t care about Derek Jeter. 3) The unceremonious departure of Paul Pierce from the Celtics has left me a jaded, hopeless sports fan, and I ...

Sweet, Sweet Paul Rudd

Sweet, Sweet Paul Rudd
  Hey, can I interest you in this little ditty I wrote for Esquire about Paul Rudd? Gosh, I’d love it if you read it. Click here for the hotness.