It’s the day of opening night, three-thirty in the morning. Your desk is a Brady Bunch card house of drafts and books and Post-Its, and you slump on the couch, twitchy with reheated coffee and …

Oh, wise Sars!
I did it again. Like bargaining in prayer, I promise never to shoot my mouth off again if you tell what to do.
I work in a pharmacy in a fairly small town. I …

Dear Sars,
About a year ago I broke up my two-and-a-half-year relationship. I was sick of dealing with serious relationship-type problems and the headaches they cause. We were fighting every time we saw each other, and …

Hey Sars —
I love your site! My partner and I have a cat with similar issues — he’s just a bundle of love until you need to cut his nails. Our solution was a pillowcase …

The first thing she notices about the bar is that it smells funny. It doesn’t smell bad — but that’s what’s funny about it. There isn’t that fug of slopped beer and secondhand cologne. Everything …

Dear Sars:
I need help with a feline issue.
Our cat, Tabby, has been a wonderful addition to our lives. We adopted her two years ago as a middle-aged stray from the SPCA. She is very loving …

Hey Sars,
Love your site…actually stumbled across it while Googling something about raisins. My friend hates those things as much as you do.
Hopefully I can help out your budding designer. Your advice was right on…”get it …

Hey Sars — first off, hats off to you and your insightful, amusing web site.
Now that the gratuitous boot-licking is over, on to my dilemma…
A relative of mine is looking to have a coffee table …

Diz hands the hen back to me and holds his hand out to —
Okay, can I — I’m sorry, I need to just stop you here for a second.
Shelley freezes, hen under her arm lineman-style, …

Dear Deborah (and Sars),
I’m a 17-year-old Muslim girl, and I wear the veil.
I’ve never had a problem with it; I’ve never felt oppressed because I wear it, and I’ve never felt forced to wear it. …