It was cold, raining, and dark, as Pittsburgh mornings often are, when a dude with long blond hair and a red trucker hat approached me on Forbes Avenue and asked me a question. He was the fifth person who had recently asked me about the same thing, so I immediately suspected the universe was up to something.
As a professional risk manager, I’m used to peeking around corners, sensing potential impacts. In this case, I’m sensing a need for some basic disaster-prevention tips coming from someone with a qualified opinion.
Either that or the universe is just messing with me, which is also entirely possible. …
Writing Teacher: Never use the second-person narrative, even in essays. Never. Never ever.
Me: Why not?
Writing Teacher: Just don’t. Trust me. I said never ever!
Me: (Side-eyed, sotto voce) Hold my beer.
Writing Teacher: Wut?
When you’re a fan of J.D. Salinger, you eventually get to David Foster Wallace through Buddy and Seymour Glass and, if you’re lucky (and New Jersey-adventurous), Kenneth Caulfield. …