When I was four years old, I was convinced I was a vampire.

I'm never going to stop talking about "The Overstory," so just get used to it.

A little over a month ago, I created my own 30 Day Song Challenge. I mean, you can't leave everything up to Russian bots.

My dad has been gone five years. While cleaning out some virtual drawers, I happened upon the eulogy I wrote and delivered for him.

I love surveys so much I almost became an accidental Scientologist.

With most of our entertainments paused due to plague, I have returned to the original spectator sport of humanity: Kravitzing.

Jim Croce was here and only here.

The first time I saw it, I was 5 years old. I didn't know the name of the song, but this image, and its music, stuck with me, followed me.

New York, I LovYou

They knock you out with their freckles and their fragrance. They're showy and show-offs.

I think the real question is why NOT squirrels.