Thanks to the Puritans, our cowboy ideals, and our lawsuit-happy culture, it’s no surprise men don’t touch much in the States.
We were kind of, sort of, like in a committed relationship. We held hands, we watched Woody Allen movies together, we kissed in public, we did all the things that people in relationships do. We just didn’t give it a name.
When you have a greater ability to take a human life you have a greater responsibility to prove your fitness to wield the tools that may create that end.
Accept that you are sometimes powerless. It’s surprisingly empowering.
One night, though it could have been any, I found myself half-naked while making macaroni and cheese at one in the morning. When it was ready, I sprinted downstairs and watched yet another episode of The Larry Sanders Show. All in all, it was a good, lazy evening.
Want your child to be happy? Then let them be themselves and don’t ever ask them to hide it.
We buried him in his blue jeans. A folded American flag and a leather cowboy hat rested on his chest. On his feet were snakeskin boots.
But around the fifth or sixth drink — between eleven and midnight, as I pass out to the same 15-minutes of an HBOGO movie — I feel the truthful sting of comedy and I’m the punch line.
On the consequences of privatizing culture.
When Drake takes advantage of your girlfriend, how can you help but hate him?
Sometimes, the clarity with which kids see things is heartbreaking.
The sandpaper roughness in his hands has spread to his voice box, and it’s sometimes hard for others to know what he’s saying. It’s sometimes hard for even him to know what he’s saying.
Welcome to the collision of your life and the fully indexed, searchable, unforgetting expression of it.
On that trip our bikes were both going on the same journey, in the same direction. There was no competition. We just got up in the morning and rode. We were at peace.
We wanted to help, but we felt helpless. After hearing about the levees breaking, we went outside to my uncle’s nearby pool. It was a hot day in north Louisiana and there was nothing for us to do and nowhere for us to be. There was nothing to do but wait.
Davy Carren describes an encounter with an elderly drunk, and reflects on aging.