I have a problem. I wouldn’t say I’m in a pickle. More like a vinegarized cucumber.

“When I hear a politician has died in a car accident, I think, “How tragic! Even…”

“Sometimes I think I know her. This is not one of those times. This is not 3:33.”

“If love were orange, like an apple, there’d be nothing to compare it to.”

“It’s a shiny tin can of a day, bright but gray. Welcome to one of Florida’s two…”