A long time ago, when I was a kid playing with other kids my age, we had this thing we’d do whenever we got together. It usually started with someone saying something like, “Hey, let’s pretend we’re…” ...

S ome people are born under a gooseberry bush — I was born under a horse chestnut tree. It was huge and magnificent, and it ...

Every so often I am overcome with the desire to find and reread a book I vaguely remember from my childhood. This generally requires strange web searches. “Ribbon head fell off” easily turned up “The ...

I miss boredom. Boredom is a great hack for bringing out the inventiveness in a person. But I haven’t been genuinely bored since I was a teenager. Ever since I was a senior in high school, I’ve been ...