Buff in Buffalo or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the TSA

I love TSA. The TSA? The Transportation Security Administration? This is a real sentiment. I am infinitely uplifted and amused by the people who work, day in and day out, to prevent people with bombs in their underwear from climbing into planes. Part of my love comes from recognition of their position. Most of the […]

Captain Obvious Recommends Things

I did my taxes yesterday, which involved sitting on a futon in my onesie, calling healthcare providers based in the Midwest, overturning my bedroom for a W-2 only to find it on my bedside table, and realizing that I owed the state of New York close to $300. After pressing “submit,” I turned to Justine […]