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The Guy Who Ate his Mother

The Guy Who Ate his Mother

“You need to take this tour just like I did. Just show up. Tell them you’re in another class at the college. They don’t ask for school ID.”   My mom was pretty adamant. She had drawn the longer straw in which college she had chosen to...

The Big “I’m Not”: Jedi Tricks in Relationships

We sat at a small table at the candlelit restaurant, savoring the last of a decent bottle of cabernet. Smiling, she gazed down at her fingertips. I gazed at her. At times she’d reach across and caress the backs of my hands. “I’m not high-maintenance....
My Ongoing War Against My Cat

My Ongoing War Against My Cat

“Don’t get a cat” said the lady, simply. I could tell by how she narrowed her eyes and shook her head what she really meant. “Get a fish instead. A betta fish. They live forever. You can leave them for the weekend. Or all week, even.” I...