On being an adult throwing food at people

Some of my best memories are of throwing food at people. Not as a kid, but as an ostensibly grown-ass adult. There was Eric, who was a great friend, but very verbal and who could go on a tear when he got passionate about something.  Sitting in our little group of collegiate drama nerds at …

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Is sarcasm an excuse for awful comedy?

Seriously, people, Daniel Tosh does not mean it. I'm not even saying that's an excuse.  There may well be moral turpitude in telling outlandishly awful jokes about rape, spousal abuse, and body dysmorphia, whether you mean it or not.  But the same way as you can objectively say that Hamlet is about a prince in Denmark (whatever …

I can’t function in polite society – at least not on Social Media

A friend of mine recently moved from Austin to Boston, leaving behind a vibrant social life.  She just posted this Facebook status:   "I have a hole in my heart the size of Texas."   Awwwwwww ... 120 likes, loves, and sad faces so far.  A stream of comments to the following effect:   "We …

On Moshing

When Woodstock '94 happened, the San Diego Union-Tribute ran a front-page photo of a rain-drenched kid who looked about 12 in a muddy mosh pit.  This little boy seemed to be caught in the act of being hurled like a discus by the meaty arm of a man twice his size. The look on the …