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Hugo Von Strummer showed up a few weeks ago. He’s an inventor, carries around a vial of his dead mother’s teeth attached to a gold chain in lieu of a pocket watch. What can I say? The man has issues. … Continue reading
Rest in peace little i-book. You tolerated five drafts of my manuscript and countless emails. Of course you might have mentioned that a few of those emails–when it was midnight, I was tipsy, and in a severe state of PMS–were … Continue reading
A writer recalls an unusual and funny childhood memory involving bats and an oversized pinata in the shape of her head. Continue reading