I had enough luck left to get this into the New Yorker.
Articles
Satire on a fifth-grade level.
Caring About the Founders is for Flatscans
I wrote about my enduring respect for the Founders’ opinions in the New Yorker. Or rather, the Founders’ Fathers’ opinions.
My Modern Love Reject
For reasons beyond me, I promised to show the world my rejected tilt at Modern Love. I hope you enjoy […]
This Month’s 1900HOTDOG Column
Honestly? I love this one, and hope you do too. Manga insanity is a special wavelength.
Minutes from Thursday’s Book-Burning Meeting
We get along, right? You like me and free stuff? Please follow my newsletter, which I’m working on turning into […]
Adventures With The NYPD
I had a “walking while black” encounter with the NYPD.
I Become Monthy HOTDOG King
I’m officially a montly columnist at 1-900-HOTDOG. Read my ascension here.
Hopefully Mankind Can Avoid This Totally Sweet Cyberpunk Dystopia
Free bonus article? You bet. With a small request: sign up for my newsletter. I live in hell. But it’s […]
On Group Projects
I’ve got a humor article about the boiling hell pit of collaboration up on The New Yorker. In both online […]
Laughing at, not with, ponzi schemes
I did my thing over at The New Yorker. This time the topic’s digital pet rocks.
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