Yesterday my mom invited me to see a film in French that she’d heard good things about. Little did I know as I settled into

This morning my roommate Azadeh got an email from her father: “Don't forget to jump over fire tonight. Love, Dad” Lest ye be under the

My mother always says that I have to have the last word. Indeed, perhaps I do. Particularly when it comes to the across-the-board generalizations of

2:30 pm. I enter my parents' house. They are not home, having left town to celebrate my father's birthday with — what else? — a

“Hey Punny — I just got home — hold on for a sec, let me get my keys –” “Okay, but why don't I just

There are a few things my mother and I will never agree on: that Madonna has any musical merit at all, that sushi is a