Money: The Second City vs. iO

“[Daisy’s] voice is full of money,” [Gatsby] said suddenly.

That was it. I’d never understood before. It was full of money — that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals’ song of it. . . . High in a white…

What It’s Like to Go After Your Dreams and Then Wonder If You Really Want Them

I auditioned for and got into the Second City Conservatory, which is kind of like grad school for improvisers.

Nerds Are Awesome. Get It Right.

I went to a party on Saturday. It was a friend of a friend’s party. Many people there knew each other from a combination of OKCupid and playing Dungeons and Dragons, a game I’ve never played. I’ve played OKCupid before, though. I think I lost.

Tip #12: Smack Down Other People’s Stupid Statements

I was at a thing the other day and someone made a throw-away comment like, “Oh, I should get some dominos.” The game, not the pizza. (Duh.)

#18: Why Being the Brown-Haired Triplet Made Me Do Improv

I am a triplet. There were three of us inside. Now we are all out. My sisters are identical, and I look different. They have blonde hair and my father’s chin. I have brown hair and my mother’s chin.

Tip #15: Silence is Golden

I was out in the suburbs of Oklahoma City babysitting my parents’ new puppy. I was alone in a house on a quiet cul-de-sac. The house has new windows. They keep the outside out and the inside in.

Do Anything You Want. Steal Candy Bars.

A book told me that I can do anything I want, even steal candy bars, as long as I accept the consequences.

I was like what? I thought I just wasn’t allowed to do certain stuff. But here’s the thing: there is no “not allowed.”

Who I Am, Based on My Spending Habits

I did a deep dive into me. This time, I used data. I wasn’t going to go by memory, who I thought I was, or how I thought I behaved. I was going to look at the facts.

I looked at how I spent:

• Money