McSweeney's columnist and Whiskey Dregs favorite, Lynsey Griswold, deals with my set of provoking questions. Good for me.

Yes, Charley had come down from upstate New York visiting with friends at the Dutchess County Fair. He had flat out lost the set of house keys that had hung on an alleged tribal Shrunken Head key ring. By Kevin Herlihy

If you walk down a street with two friends, people you consider to be brothers, though blood is not a matter of the relationship or bond, then it may be of benefit to know whether they share the same sentiment.

The old house by the highway was perfect when we found it – at the right price and in the right place, exactly what we’d hoped for.