October 2007

Halloween, and Why Britney Spears Eats My Brains

The other night, I was walking down Bedford Avenue--a stretch of my neighborhood known for such high-fashion absurdities as skinny jeans, mullets, and handlebar mustaches--when I saw two twentysomethings in red face paint. Ugh, hipsters. Then I remembered it was... more

You Saw This Coming: Mormons, Part IV

The other day, I received (yet another) email about my interview with two Mormon teens. It read: “While the interviews were interesting, and the girls indeed impressively articulate for their ages, I wonder: Does someone who despises every facet of... more

It's Mormon Week at Sarahhepola.com

It came as absolutely zero surprise when I received an email from a Mormon reader, expressing disagreement with our previous Mormon teen interviewees. (It was, however, a surprise to discover I have Mormon readers. Hi, Mormon readers! Welcome! Take a... more

Case Closed.

We now interrupt Mormon Week to bring you this special bulletin. Today, the guy who mugged me in New Orleans plead guilty and got 15 years. This is a long time. In return for this time, he got a pink... more

And Today, Class, a Second Interview With Mormon Teens

Here at Sarahhepola.com, we are already getting correspondence from readers about our interviews with two Mormon teens. This is all very instructional, seeing as how we had always viewed Mormonism as an eccentric but essentially benign religion populated by smiling... more

And Today, Class, an Interview With Teen Mormons

About two weeks ago, I wrote something on this site about niche communities and fandom. I’m too busy to find it right now. You’re welcome to root around in those archives over there. Not long after it posted, I received... more

In Another World, I Am Phoebe Cates

I can’t exactly remember the first time I saw Fast Times at Ridgemont High. I know it was sometime in the summer, on VHS, and I have a distinct feeling it was in the cozy suburban living room of my... more

A Story By Someone Else

I got my haircut yesterday. Thanks, I like it, too. The whole thing took forever, at least three hundred years, and frankly, I would have loved to have my laptop there, get some writing done, but then my laptop would... more

A Distorted Reality Is Now a Necessity To Be Free.

I’ve written before about reality television. I’ve also had a few beers in my time. Which is to say, I’ve written about reality television a whole hell of a lot, perhaps too much, depending on your opinion of shallow Los... more

Ye Olde Super-Fandom

In fourth grade, I started a Michael Jackson Club. This was the height of Thriller’s popularity; Michael Jackson wasn't just a musician but THE musician, the one who dominated the airwaves and fashioned our fashion. Not content merely to have... more

A Story About New Orleans

About a year and a half ago, I got mugged in New Orleans. Don’t worry; this story gets better. I was walking through the French Quarter with two friends when a guy hit me over the head with a pistol... more