Younger love, it seemed, was mainly about the idea of potential–the illusion that magical transformations were bound to occur when the person you think you love has a miraculous impromptu awakening after some metaphorical lightning...

I always hated those classic kid movies like Old Yeller or The Yearling where the beloved pet dies. What would be so wrong with having those damn kids learn their lessons about mortality from watching...

Maybe this is kind of cliche, but animals, well, dogs, are what I do for a living. One reason I like spending time with them so much is they seem to think people are really...

I sometimes look into the face of my dog Stan and see a wistful sadness and existential angst, when all he is actually doing is slowly scanning the ceiling for flies.

I have a very hard time getting to rage. I always assume that maybe I’ve done something wrong and then forgotten about it.

At least watching dirty movies can be kind of fascinating if they aren’t too horribly strange. And even the horribly strange ones are still more interesting than televised sports.