Dylan Thomas

I have arrived, my friends, in the cold, dark, pit of the season. I am writing this in the full glow of a lamp meant to blast vitamin D into my resting bitch…

Some of you may be aware that I have just returned from two weeks in Wales, my ancestral home, and the place most of my aunts, uncles and cousins live. While I…

Brittney asked where Steve was. He was a regular at our group fitness sessions, but then he disappeared. “He got a hip replacement,” I said. She made a…

You think too goddamned much. Don't ask me how I know. Oh, it's because I also think too much. It's a failing of the human condition, to think more than to…