Born To Run Barefoot?
The facts are confusing and messy, but vital to our understanding of what type of beings we are.
The facts are confusing and messy, but vital to our understanding of what type of beings we are.
I received and read with great interest your manuscript for Walden: My Sexless Life Amongst the Bean Sprouts. Overall, really great stuff.
A lot of social and emotional growth occurs for students at universities due to the vibrancy of the communities, the separation from parents, becoming involved in different extra-curricular activities, and being surrounded by other people who are close in age to you.
You send forth a text through the great network in the sky to Greg. “Hey man can I borrow your printer? Maybe today or tomorrow? Thanks.” Proceed to 3.
Why are they all white? Why are they all the daughters of other celebrities? Why does Adam go from being a twisted freak to one of the most endearing, awesome characters on TV?
Open your eyes, people. What do you see? Right now: me, spooning dish soap into my pits because I couldn’t find my deodorant.
It’s not stubble, but it’s not a full beard either. I don’t know whether it’s coming or going. Do you live in Brooklyn or something? That could be a problem.
What I loved about Clippy was his or her resilience, loyalty, and the fact that s/he didn’t judge me when, early in ninth grade, I typed into the box that said “What can I help you with?” the words “My mom buys my boxers still. Is that OK?”
A long, brutal winter that was the warmest on record had settled over the lands. Mothers were clutching their baby bjorns. Fathers were also clutching their baby bjorns, except they made an Adam Sandler movie about it.
I, in conjunction with the Smart Consumer Action Network (SCAN), the No Cash But Still Having Fun Alliance (NCBSHFOK?), and the We Demand the Future Now Society (“Nate Silver”) are pleased to announce a new Post-Thanksgiving consumer holiday.