my father, who has given me very little in the way of good advice, once told me this: if you are ever with a man who puts his hand on the back of your neck while you’re out together, run. don’t look back. run like hell.

my mother (born in the 40s) used to say this phrase and i honestly thought she had made it up because i’d never seen it anywhere else until this very moment. the way she said it always made it clear to me that she understood very clearly her position of relative privilege compared to other people.

yeah, it’s jon ronson, though, who likes to remind all of us, all the time, about how he Knows Things. specifically, things about psychopaths.

my money is absolutely on the Nimoy-from-Boston angle.

yes, i considered that before posting about it. people are all up on the prefrontal cortex these days.

this is what happens when someone without a fully-formed prefrontal cortex makes $50K in her first month.

a moss-covered rock > Jonathan Franzen

i too was denied a Cabbage Patch doll. i still puzzle over this.