Chills

This is a public service announcement for men everywhere. If you consider yourself a Lothario, If you regularly refer to yourself as “the man” (and believe it), If you have deemed yourself a lover of all ladies, You are mistaken. This is doubly true if the object of your attention is half your age, and you are unwilling to acknowledge ...

The Helper

Dear Dumb Samaritan: Thank you for stopping for us last night. You pulled over on the shoulder and climbed out of your Trans Sport, your ridiculously baggy Vikings jersey and knee-length cutoff shorts instantly soaking through in the sheeting rain. You had a flashlight like state troopers carry; you meant business. But we were just stopped for the same reason ...

Slave

dear diary, last night, i kicked the cat. i don’t know why i did it, other than the fact that i was upset. i was cold and couldn’t sleep. i was frustrated over the twenty or so irritating or guilty things that poke around in my head on a regular basis. so i kicked the cat to push her off ...

Unarmed

Dear Mr. Bunyan: I’ve heard that they’ve made great advances in prosthetics in recent years. Here’s wishing you a speedy recovery. Sincerely, Jenni