Once upon a time there was a dwarf knight who only had fifty words to live in and they were so fleeting that he only had time to put on a suit of armor and ride swiftly on a black horse into a very well-lit woods where he vanished forever.

And then:

1. Cold Turkey Here’s what I think the truth is: We are all addicts of fossil fuels in a state of denial, about...
2. Immortality every day we are stabbed by thousands of looks, but this is not enough: in the end one single stare...
3. Blogging Granovetter was interested in how ideas spread through communities, and argued that weak ties between individuals are more important than...
4. The Pale King 'Well, my dad used to like to mow the lawn in little patches and strips. He'd do the east corner...
5. The Pale King They'll either be grateful, or they'll be frightened and avoid you from then on. Both reactions have their uses, as...
6. Catch 22 “How could I learn to read or write?” Chief White Halfoat demanded with simulated belligerence, raising his voice again so...