The Totality of Trees
We had no idea how much we would miss them in the wake of St. Louis’s May 16 tornado. At least, I did not.
Dispatches
Rich in Proportion to the Number of Things Let Alone
Crap transference is when people give you things they own, apparently with good intentions, except you do not need or want them, and in fact may not have known they existed.
What Well-Trained Women Can Learn from a Mischievous Pup
Willie knows exactly when to cuddle up or do the good-dog sit—and when he can get away with doing his own thing. But women never seem to get away with it for long.
Inefficiency Can Save You
Tiny, incapacitating acts of rebellion can keep you human. Or is this masochism?
How Much Mariano Rivera Did Not Want to Talk to Me
I thought I would take this slow moment to tell a baseball story—at a time when the names of Derek Jeter, Mariano Rivera, and (the most perishable of these names) Scott Brosius are not yet lost to common memory.
When Words Become Sounds
Words need the company of other words, preferably lots of them, else they fall into a strange pit of meaningless, yet mind-altering sound. Like us, words are social when mingling in tantalizing combinations, and perilously, curiously lonely, but still attractive, by themselves.
Every Path Has Multiple Meanings
I could not tell if the old-timer meant that if I walked fast enough I would not be bitten by bugs, or that he wanted me to get the hell away from him.
Was St. Louis’s Hamlet to Be, or Not to Be?
After a string of near-disasters, Hamlet emerges unscathed.
Zora Neale Hurston Holds Up
"It’s so easy to make yo’self out God Almighty when you ain’t got nothin’ tuh strain against but women and chickens.”
New Documentary on the Artist Jealous of Pee-wee Herman
Paul Reubens, aka Pee-wee Herman, insists on camera that the documentary must not be of the “tears of a clown” variety. It is an admirable attitude, but Matt Wolf’s film, perhaps inevitably, emphasizes Reubens’s problems.