Love, death, and chaos are recurring themes in his works, and yet none have peeled back so intimately as this memoir.
Browsing: Dogs
“Bamboozle”, “momther”, “hooman”, “hungery”. I have never understood this odd dialectal pattern: I don’t find it funny, and I don’t think it adds all that much to content which I think is already pretty excellent. Why, then, is it so wide-spread?
Man’s best friend embarks on a serendipitous journey.
Lauren Pearce had an each-way on this play and lost it all
Dogs are lame, so it’s no surprise they can’t even perform simple tasks like sniffing out cancer like that article…
