In what ways are you still innocent? More than you realize, I’m sure of it. In fact, I bet Jed’s life on it. Time is unfairly limited, and we have so much left still to do. Here’s the thing about innocence: by its very nature, its really hard to tell that you are. My nephews and nieces are the epitome of innocence, and yet you would not believe the suffering they experience on a daily basis. They have to deal…
We told ourselves we weren’t going to wait until an actual emergency to figure out where the nearest vet is, but we’re terrible people. Fortunately, Jed doesn’t speak English, so we’ve decided he still loves us. I moved into Bill’s house in Birmingham two months ago. The house is, mercifully, only a couple of miles from the nearest vet. Can confirm. Aside from rushing Jed, and eventually his pal Smudge, off to the vet, we’ve also been navigating the adventure…
With the world’s greatest puppy snoozing to my right, a latte next to my keyboard, and Andrew playing video games on the other side of the coffee table, the scene is familiar as the pace of life has changed dramatically over the past few weeks. I’ve taken a few weeks off from work in the wake of COVID-19, but concerns about a dwindling bank account are signaling to me that it’s time to go back, despite my best efforts to…
Dear Me, I’m writing to respond to a letter you wrote to the 40-year-old version of us. Although currently only 28, I felt it’s okay to intercept the correspondence because, you know, I’m us. In the letter you detailed your concerns about your health in the form of repeated and unfortunate expressions of fatphobia. I’ll set aside the embarassing and undignified comments and instead address the other topics you raised. Right now I need to finish my application to join…