
Apocalyptic upbringing: how I recovered from my terrifying evangelical childhood
One stormy night in the summer of 1992, I walked down the basement steps of my parents’ house to await the apocalypse. The Iowa air
One stormy night in the summer of 1992, I walked down the basement steps of my parents’ house to await the apocalypse. The Iowa air
Growing up in the tiny hamlet of Clear Lake, Iowa (population 7500), there weren’t many opportunities for me to encounter my heroes of music, film,
From the ages of 17 to 19, I believed that God had cursed me with a swollen left testicle that was the size and shape
Despite watching many hours of Fox News each week, I rarely find myself agreeing with the network’s outrage cheerleaders. But last month when Charles Krauthammer appeared on The
As far back as my pre-school years I was showing signs of an unhealthy obsession with both girls and music—behaviors that remain with me today
In his new memoir, Tibetan Peach Pie: A True Account of an Imaginative Life, novelist Tom Robbins writes, “Not one word of my oeuvre, not one,
I’ve hardly left my room in three days, and I’m beginning to smell the poison making its way out my pours. Both sweat and snot
Comedy festivals are the perfect antidote to a nasty breakup. Not only because laughing activates several different sections of the brain, strengthening neurons that lead