Guns, Boats & Cadillacs (Short Story)

The dogs outside announced his arrival. Charlotte stared at him as he hobbled toward the front door. She wished her mother were here to tell her what to do. She wished there were another way. ...

Say What?

I recently received a forwarded email that I actually read and enjoyed. In my snottiness and sophistication, I generally delete forwards without even reading them – so to avoid bad luck from chain letters and ...

The Anti-Valentine’s Day

In response to the vomit-inducing, over-marketed holiday that is Valentine’s Day, I would like to lobby to have a new holiday on the yearly calendar: Losers’ Day. Really, Valentine’s Day is redundant. Couples already get ...

Why I Love L.A.

People move to LA in flocks creating a constant and heavy influx that drives up real estate prices and clogs the freeways. I’ve heard, however, that we transplants turn around and hoof it out of ...

Oh, the Burden

Unlike many romantically-inclined folks, I am not under the misconception that songs and movies and books are the real world. The real world is not Brad Pitt giving you flowers and sending you Japanese love ...

Choices Immature (Short Story)

July 9, 2004 1:00 p.m. She said she loved me, and I wanted to kill myself. “Christ, Mother, I know that already,” I snapped at her. How could I not? Over my twenty-two years, I ...