No? Part girl, part wolf? Do they lick their butter knives?

Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.

So much of the literature we had to read for high school English class was filled with victimized, tragic, symbolic women who spurred the plot forward with their inevitable shunning/death/shunning-followed-by-pregnancy-followed-by-death timelines.

Mawah meenon ne le plus poohlala," I say with an affected bow.

Pastoralia by George Saunders. Possibly my favorite book. Its one of the weirdest books Ive ever read. If Monty Python and Thomas Pynchon had a love child, and it was raised by Frank Zappa on a weird commune, that would be this book.

I know I've done the right thing but I couldn't feel worse about it, and I suppose that is part of what it is to lead.

The face staring back at me isn't beautiful but she isn't something that would scare the horses, either.