Hey folks. Got a new piece in McSweeney’s.
“I finally get to be my own boss. As soon as I pick up this guy’s laundry. And take this lady’s three dachshunds for a walk. And deliver this milkshake to wherever.”
check out my latest bit, CAPITALISM GIVES ME THE FREEDOM TO PURSUE AS MANY SIDE GIGS AS I WANT TO PAY OFF MY INCREASING BILLS AND LOANS.
Straight out of McSweeney’s Internet Tendency.
Hey folks. Got a new piece published in Slackjaw this week.
My Name Is Bruce Wayne and Trauma Is My Superpower.
Check it out here.
“We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright. If you give me your number.”
Hey readers. Ever wanted to read Ernest Hemingway’s lost pickup lines? Well now you can.
I just published the list in Slackjaw. Check it out here.
Hey readers, do you like murder mysteries? Well, I was totally into them before they were big.
Here’s a murder mystery that’s so obscure you’ve probably never heard of it.
You should check out “It Was The Hipster Who Done It,” my latest short story appearing in The Coachella Review. I mean, come on, it’s the perfect place for such a story to appear.
You can find it here.
See if you can solve the mystery. Not that I wanna dragoon you into it.
I know what you’re thinking: Don’t go there. The Netflix hit Don’t Look Up is a political satire and an allegory for climate change. There is no Christian subtext.
Ok, the movie obviously wasn’t written by a baptist studio, an evangelical media startup, or Kirk Cameron. It was written by a liberal comedian. And the idea of a random comet hitting earth and destroying all human life for no reason contrasts with the end-times beliefs of most Christians, not to mention the disbelief in climate change by many—but not all—evangelicals.
Weekly Humorist happily published my listicle:
Variants of Benedict Cumberbatch We Expect to See in The Multiverse of Madness
Including:
Benefit Lumberjack
Bedouin Stumbled Back
Bona Fide Cougar Snatch
and more…
Morning, folks! Would you like to know today’s Food Allergy Horoscope? Well I’ve provided it for you, courtesy of Weekly Humorist, who agreed to publish it.
The following is a surprise guest post from an anonymous friend of mine on the subject of Makin’ Music at Freed-Hardeman University:
So this happened recently. Dietrich Bonhoeffer’s worst biographer blocked two VeggieTales character on Twitter. It’s hard to get more petty than that.
So there was a madly in Writer’s Digest. I decided to fill it out with my wife and two children (ages 3 and 7). Call it a Moby Lib if you want. This is what we churned out. Continue reading
CALEB COY 