My friend Kate once told me that the quickest way to end a relationship is by having the cake vs. pie debate.

I think it’s by asking your significant other to load the dishwasher, only to find out they’re incapable of doing it right.



Driving home from work today, it dawned on me that we’re all speeding around in these giant metal boxes, and the only thing we’re counting on to keep us from dying is that the people in all the other cars know what they’re doing.