I don’t like to celebrate my birthday, because I don’t like taking credit for others’ work—in this case, my mom and dad. Or possibly my mom and the mailman.

All the Debbies in the world are too big to be little. Makes me wish I were just two inches taller, you know? I blame my dad—or the mailman. Not sure yet. I get the...

Yaicha and Darren told me that I wasthe mailman’s child,and I got so angry,stalking away,hot steam in my ribs.Yaicha and Darrentold me that I was the mailman’s childand now I am thinkinghow wonderful it would...