Discovering Life’s Ironies, or, How I Found My Fate Beyond a “Long Green Pencil”

“Ironic, isn’t it?” Shawn said. “It’s not ironic at all,” Gus said. “Dude, it’s so like a black fly in your chardonnay.” “How many times do I have to tell you that’s not ironic, either?” “Rain on your wedding day?” “‘Irony’ is the use of words to convey a meaning that’s opposite to their literal … Continue reading Discovering Life’s Ironies, or, How I Found My Fate Beyond a “Long Green Pencil”