The greatest tennis player that ever lived.
The Hebrew Day School never saw a fifth grader move this fast.
Evan Bloom is fast. Thin. Record holder Continue reading Building #9 →

I was in love with Lisa in the third grade.
She chased me.
I ran away.
(But I never really wanted to run away, I just wanted the feeling running away provided. I would Continue reading Being Intelligent is Always Sexier →

A stop light.

Don’t roll down the window.
Why?
Just don’t.
What does he want?
What do you think.
Money?
Yes.
Why does Continue reading Building #8 →

First off.
Don’t hate the player.
Yes, it’s your home.
The forest is yours.
Sometimes I Continue reading Spider: An Apology →

The Man From Palestine.

Be careful.
Okay.
The people they come, and push you.
Why?
They want you come near for wallet. Continue reading Building #7 →

They take a left turn where they should have taken a right.

Tell me that story again?
Which.
The one where your Continue reading Building #6 →

They drove through Africa.

I’m bored.
Look out the window.
What are those?
Houses.
They look like tin foil.
Don’t say Continue reading Building #5 →