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Dear Sirs: I have had a realization. There are two types of bad days: #1The kind of bad day that inspires frustrated, pointless violence; you want to kick the wall and yell and punch random strangers for wearing stupid-looking hats, or sitting too close; you want to throw things through windows just to hear the satisfying cacophony of shit breaking. ...

Dear Jay: So you pre-announced yourself as the winner of the worst mixtape ever contest, tried to start a feud over my inclusion of “Don’t Stop Believin'” on my sample playlist, and then hightailed it out of town, claiming you’re going to ride 100 miles in the Arizona desert, even though we all know the real story: you’ve withdrawn to ...

Hi there. Yesternight1 at ye olde woodshoppe, I was a little out of my element. There’s always this fundamental struggle between my need to try new things and my intense dislike for feeling like a complete novice, as if my demonstrated ineptitude in one realm was going to spill over into the rest of my life, and then I become ...

Dear Friends: You know it’s going to be good when your first question of the day (at 4am) is, “At what point does ‘bleeding’ become ‘hemorrhaging’?” I’ll let you know, because I think I’m close to finding out. Jenni