Burning down the home you just built The story goes like this: A man is sitting quietly at his local pub with just a few other patrons. One of his fellows just down the bar leans forward politely to order a drink — at which point the bartender suddenly flips out on the guy, telling…

Don’t threaten me with a good time King Baby’s in the kitchen reading aloud from the Google screen thing as he cooks chicken, which I can’t eat unless it is diced rather thinly, as otherwise it just feels and tastes like biting into Zooey. He has taken to cooking with gusto and really overcoming his…

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Men, women, dogs and violence I’ve been quiet since my Dad died1. Not just here, with you: Everywhere. I’m a quiet guy now. I circle around things, I’m circumspect. A lot of bad things happen in this letter. I’m going to talk about them anyway, but as you’ll see I will circle a bit first,…