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Can Of Nickels

My mother dropped some coins into an empty 12-ounce can of Budweiser (which she had washed out), because someone had told her that the improvised device was an effective way to keep your dog from pissing on the floor. It was our family’s first dog: a sad, dumb, pure English bulldog named Crash. The dog was so pure in fact… Read more →

Time Traveler

The other night I dreamed I was a time traveler. And of all the years I could have (re)visited, they—whoever they were—decided to send me back to 1991. And of all the places in spacetime they could have landed me, they decided to go with the front door of my childhood apartment in Woodside, Queens. I didn’t know what my… Read more →