RIP Kobe
Kobe Bryant was more than a basketball player; that much has never been in doubt.
Snail Saga, Pt. 1: Carl Sagan the Ukrainian Mail-Order Snail
myhappysnails.com had assured me: “There is no smell in the place where snails live in.”
Prayers of the People
Each week during the prayers of the people I make a mental inventory: do I know anyone who is ill? Anyone who is grieving? Anyone job-searching, traveling, celebrating?
Talking in Circles
In other words, though our memories and fantasies are more silhouettes of sensations than sensations themselves, past, present, and future all look more or less the same.
Why Everyone Should Try Karaoke
People have been singing to each other since approximately Forever B.C.E., and I think there’s a reason.
This is Living
It’s a road trip to New York and it’s eating cookie dough until you’re sick. It’s a rejection email from a job you don’t remember applying for and it’s winning free fries for a year.
The Steward of Gondor is Dead
What is it like to have your life swallowed up in someone else’s epic?
Saturn’s Return
Here’s the thing: I don’t know what a goatsphynx is, but I’m starting to believe it may not be as scary as it sounds.
The Lost Nerds of the 1980s
Mana, spell slots, pocket monsters, and midnight showings are all these worlds ever need.
Interpreter of Maladies
I’ve kept revisiting the fact of Jes’s sickness, worrying it as I would a loose tooth, over and over again, in one essay after another.
