Kate Ryan

LAX, on the other hand, seemed like a perfect place to pick up the latest deadly virus.

We all love our dogs. However, some of us take it a little too far, convincing ourselves that our dogs are actually our children. You call your dog your “baby” one day, and the next thing you know, you’re pushing him or her down the street in an expensive stroller. How did we get here? Trust me, it’s a slippery slope. Here are 12 signs you might have a dog-child.

Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.

He thought I was mad, but in an artistic way; I thought he was horny all the time, but in an artistic way.

Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.

She gropes for attention while he dies in the other room.

Is flagging potentially offensive material taking the PC movement too far?

At Monster High, Jimmy Werewolf gets another demerit for forgetting to shave again.

As an Uber driver, I have the privilege of talking to and eavesdropping on a sampling of L.A.’s finest, ranging from the clinically insane to the simply self-absorbed. As a writer, there is no end to the amount of inspiration my passengers provide.

She closed in on the open pores enlarged ten times their normal size by a high magnification pocket mirror.