My americanht? Oh yeah, just great.
They treated me like a kid. It was so frustrating. I went in, they gave me an IV with a ******** of meds, then also an intramuscular epi…
Read more My americanht? Oh yeah, just great.They treated me like a kid. It was so frustrating. I went in, they gave me an IV with a ******** of meds, then also an intramuscular epi…
Read more My americanht? Oh yeah, just great.I don’t understand what’s wrong with my brain, I was incredibly depressed for 5 days, ready to pepsi myself and then boom, 8pm last night sitting on the…
Read more Snapped Out Of ItThe rotating star shaped rodeo stage is an interesting display for a rodeo performer. On the one hand it is constantly moving so that the thousands of fans…
Read more Brad Paisley Gives Another Intimate Show for A Stadium Full of FansHave you taken the VHS pill yet? A few years ago I started collecting VHS tapes as kind of a joke. But then I realized you can snag…
Read more beguiled unaided fermentedThe last album the Beatles recorded ended with “The End.” (Unless you count “Her Majesty.”) But the actual end of the band’s official output—at least according to the…
Read more Five Thoughts About the Beatles’ Last Song, “Now and Then”Partway through Ross Gay’s The Book of (More) Delights—a year’s worth of short essays on quotidian pleasures, reprising a project from 2019—the author finds himself on a coffee…
Read more Ross Gay Stays Connected With Internet Reprieves and Foraged Apples to Share“The Pacific itself is so looming and crazy,” says David Moltz, D.S. & Durga’s self-taught perfumer, who grew up in the seaside town of Swampscott, Massachusetts. He first…
Read more D.S. & Durga’s Kavi and David Moltz Tune in With Black Tea and Venice Beach Nature WalksIs there anything more simultaneously terrifying and hot than being balls deep in your woman and she wraps her legs around your back and begs for you to…
Read more Well Then I’m Screwed“It Is Halloween Night and You Are Dressed as a Hot Dog” is one of those poems in Above Ground, Clint Smith’s luminous new collection, that plays like…
Read more Clint Smith Recalibrates With Head-Clearing Runs and Naptime R&BA martini dirtied with the last of the caper juice. Egg salad sizzled into fried rice. Sauce for noodles born inside a scraped-out nut-butter jar. Sad greens sorted…
Read more Tamar Adler Powers Through Tennis Class and a Mountain of Homemade BreadcrumbsA microsuede voice pipes in with a familiar prompt: Take this time to settle into your seat. Chatter in the room has quieted, lights dimmed, sitz bones rooted…
Read more Kate Berlant Stays in Tune With Begged-For Facials and Fleetwood MacOnly 4 weeks but the former owner left her out in the cold. Coonhound. Apparently coonhounds were bred to chase prey up trees and then howl real loud…
Read more I have obtained a dogWhat qualifies as arm candy in Susan Korn’s book? One day it might be a beaded Susan Alexandra bag decorated with a sunny-side-up egg. Or a tiny, wearable…
Read more Susan Korn Stays Balanced With 13,000-Step Schleps and Phone-Free Mornings