Meet Officer Vaughan Ettienne, the bodybuilder who learned the hard way you shouldn't write like a thug online, or a jury might just suspect you of mistreating a suspect. Ettienne (not pictured above, that's Herc from The Wire) once posted the following under a video clip of a cop punching a handcuf...

  When my sister and I were little, we made up this word "Boobyteen." At some point we decided it was something we would "cook" and made up a recipe for it. The recipe was (brace yourselves) poop, pee, milk, orange juice and sugar (I am simultaneously cracking up and throwin...

I have been given a finger wagging about my blogging. Twice in the last couple of weeks. Both times to start blogging more. “More?!?� I thought, considering the vast amounts of time I’ve spent on Mini Book Expo & the CheapEats blogs lately, but I knew “more� really meant “more on uns...

It was inevitable from the moment Gwyneth Paltrow named her website "Goop" that it would come to this: advice from the movie star on bowel movements. Stop reading now. Paltrow likes to starve — sorry, "detox" — herself once or twice a year. To "lose a few pounds" of "excess." Excess you ...

  As I exited College Park, I saw there was a woman behind me in a wheelchair, so I held the door. She came straight at me.  "I was going to hold the door for you," she said. "You are limping. Did you go to the doctor yet?" "Yes, I'm just coming from him", I replied, thinking how kind (yet...

Look, we have another entrant to the oversharers hall of fame! This guy doesn't post pictures of cum on his face, or go on and on about his four-year-old's cheese preferences. But considering that this man is a reporter for the New York Times, we're going to hold him to a slightly higher standard. A...

You’re worth it, he told me tonight. I began to cry with those words, hearing the love in his voice. The first tears came in the bathroom one morning during our last visit. A few tears at first, and then the sobs began to wrack my body. TB came in, shut the door, and just held me. I don’...

Goaded by a commenter, Rex Sorgatz wrote a passionate defense of those who share intimate details of their lives online. The media blogger had linked to his anonymous Tumblr blog, which documented conversations Rex had about New York and the hookup scene. (The blog was outed even more quickly than R...

Got up this morning and accosted by reports of impending rain and possibly thunderstorms. Not so good for selling books, or any paper-products for that matter, especially without some sort of tent.  (Though it might be an opportunity for kids books, the ones that have to stand up to drool, beca...

So today I was supposed to write about my vacation. I’m not going to quite yet. Probably tomorrow. (Boys: here’s where you click the little ‘x’ in the corner of this window. If you don’t, don’t say I didn’t warn you.) *** Raise your hand if you’ve ever...