Rene Zellweger’s Face (and the Right to Body Modification)

Back when I was 15 or so, long before I started smoking, one of my classmates told me my teeth were yellow. Which wasn't true. I had this giant white fluoride spot that wasn't helping. But my teeth weren't yellow. Childhood is like that, and high school is filled with dicks. For whatever reason, this Read More


For the last few weeks, we've been tackling hot-button topics here at C&C: domestic abuse, stolen naked photographs, hot for teacher working better in a song, and whether Nick Hornby is right and books should strive to be more like TV. (Of that last one, Hornby himself responded to my blog post, Read More

High vs. Low: A Battle of the Brows

On Friday, THIS popped in my feed. If clinking on a link is too much goddamn commitment for you, I'll paraphrase. The article, from the Telegraph, quotes best-selling author Nick Hornby, who says if reading a novel starts to feel too much like work you should toss the book aside. (The paper also Read More

Lamentation Is Here!

Lamentation is here! Lamentation is here!! I think. At least the hardcover. I mean, according to Amazon this is the release day. I'm all confused. First I heard it was the 7th, then I heard the 21st, then I heard the 7th again. I know it's October. I've had my copies since August. What the hell do Read More

Rock and Roll Fantasy: Ice Is Gonna Break

For today's blog, I'd planned on writing about my new cane. I finally broke down and bought one after my body broke down the last time. But honestly that essay would've merely been an excuse to post a video of Christopher Walken tearing shit up, cold pimp style, in The Dead Zone. But as fantastic Read More


(No, it's not that kind of "spanking." Perverts.) Last week, my son, Holden, got three timeouts at preschool for hitting. For those of you who don't know what a timeout is, I guess you won't be in my kitchen any time soon. After I picked him up from preschool, Holden knew he was in trouble, and, Read More