Kate Ryan

“You are the naked girl on horse, yes?” he said, approaching her table from across the café patio.

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

I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.

She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.

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

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

Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.

We’ve all been there. Your boyfriend has a raging boner, but you’re just not in the mood to do anything with it. But how do you tell him to tone that boner down and quick? No need to worry. Here are ten simple, foolproof ways to kill that boner in ten seconds—or less—while keeping your man’s ego rock-hard.

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.

You could take this easy, informative quiz to find out with whom you side on important legislative issues and social policies. Or you could go my route and pick your candidate based on what dinosaur they resemble.