Liberation Iannillo

Fighting the pull in this valley of ashes. The lure of escape from the struggle it masks.

I needed this vacation, though taking a cruise wasn’t my first choice.

I refuse to buy a paper shredder for the same reason I refuse to buy a toaster and a mop: it’s pedestrian.

Alexa’s presence in my home is a cautionary tale of AI that I’ve told to both Wired and Paranormal Homes and Graveyards.

Like Michigan J. Frog — my favorite introvert — I don’t want to perform for an audience on command.

Ask any thought leader, chatbot or person in recovery, and they’ll all stress the importance of having routines.

Islands are a wonderful place to spend the summer. The island of Manhattan is not one of them.

Digging holes is a cathartic activity because it offers a period of time for self-reflection and the ability to leave your troubles behind.

“We’re like Shake Shack, but with cake. Uncooked cake. It looks like…”

Bath salts and bath salts are two completely different things and not just a variation in packaging.

The origins of the Lady Parts Landfill — the practice of using one’s vagina as an alt-storage space — can be traced back to 2001.

Did you know JonBenet’s epic shoe collection rivaled only that of Imelda Marcos’?