The first few times you go to coffee with somebody are almost always quite exciting. Both people listen to each other and it turns out to be an exciting exchange of ideas and theories. After a few times this excitement fades. You both begin to realize that in fact all...

It was  Tuesday night. Pitch black where she sat inside an orange SUV, the engine cut on the unlit parking lot across from the gas station. Jeannie was inside, picking up a 24 pack of Miller Lite using her cousin's ID.

Two things were on Imogen's mind as she listened to...

There's a farmer I used to live near who had an interesting proposition. You got to bury your loved ones in his soil and he would grow food from it. I remember my friend finding out about this service and signing up almost as a joke, but also because he...

"You need to meet my girlfriend."

Kenny hung around a lot of girls but I never took him especially as somebody who had a girlfriend. I was a bit taken a back and didn't know what to say so I uttered the most generic thing I could think of.

"What's her name?"

"Jean."

"She...

I'm glad  Instagram wasn't a thing back then. I would've been super annoyed with the amount of pics that we would have to take to make ourselves look cool. We still took photos, but not as many. But funny thing we did was we would just en masse post them....

We booked one hotel room to save money. But we also did it so that we could sleep in the same room as Maddy and Sylvia. It was Kenny's idea, I just went along with it. But somehow it ended up sounding like my plan. See this is why I...

Somedays Walter Krauss felt like the king in that bible story where he told the mothers that the baby would be cut in half. Whenever he met with someone in his department in person he was often dealing with personal beefs. Political drama. Seizures for finite power and posturing egos. ...

He wasn't sure what to write about that day. And it was getting late. So he thought about breaking his streak. Then he realized it was too late. Somebody was reading this and that meant he had posted. 

Damn. Again! 

A poor piece of writing had slipped through his brain...

John Cena hadn't always worked for Palintir . Before going around saving rare species of butterflies by breaking people's thumbs for Peter Thiel , he had once been a wrestler... the 'fake' kind of wrestling that is.

His finishing move was called the F.U as a phonetic acronym for "fuck you",...

The Dodge Ram didn't drive as smooth as the BMW . That's the sort of things you needed to do when you weren't in a big city like SF where you were surrounded by luxury cars everywhere so a sleek ride didn't attract any eyeballs.

They were out in Westcity ,...