Genetically Stranded

Dreams from my Father(’s Demented Daughter), vol. 1

If dreams are a pathway into our truest self, my truest self is a 9-year-old boy idiot savant. Or maybe just an idiot.

Burn Your Idols

We regularly build people up so highly that we’ve never even met, only to be let down crushingly by their inevitable flaws. But maybe — maybe — it’s essential to keeping society in order.

O America!

An anecdotal counterpoint to the ever-popular American threat of moving to Canada in times of turmoil.

The Funny Doctor

A case for making a killer standup routine required for med school admission.

Life and Death on Social Media

Social networks have made it easier than ever to share information with people who it turns out, really don’t give a shit about you. But while seeing others’ good fortune is…

Maslow was not a (modern) New Yorker

Finding an apartment in a high-demand, low-supply city like New York or San Francisco goes a…

My Long-term, Long-distance Relationship with Duane Reade

“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. To spread the light of…

SuperTax Ultra Edition — Taxes Made Easy!

(1) First, tell us a little about yourself… Are you:

Memories of a 12-year-old White Zombie Fan

A not-so-deep dive into the joy of remembering how cool you once were as a seventh grader, and the absolute hilarity inherent to death metal. Sit back, relax…