Articles by Sarah D. Bunting
So, that’s that. The World Series over, the Yankees dethroned at last. I sat on the couch last night at the beginning of the bottom of the ninth, chain-smoking, every muscle in my body tense, …
Hey there, Sars.
Just read your response to “Considering,” the girl whose roommate is so very annoying.Usually I agree with your Vine advice, but this time, I’ve got to take issue with your solution. I lived …
Ah, porn.Everyone’s got an opinion about it.
If you recall, I ran a letter from a woman who didn’t know whether she should tell her former semi-friend about the former semi-friend’s fiancé’s incest-porn habit, and I …
Dear Sars,
I’m hoping that you can help me.I really need an objective third party opinion on this. This situation is unbelievably convoluted, so bear with me, and feel free to edit as you see fit.
My …
September, 1985. Reagan’s in the White House, The Golden Girls rule the Nielsen ratings, and I’ve just started the eighth grade armed with a collection of Flashdance-tastic off-the-shoulder Esprit tops, a parted-down-the-middle-and-carefully-curled-on-the-sides hairdo, and enough …
Dear Sars,
I’m a sophomore and commuter student at NYU, so I thought I’d throw in my two cents on the letter from Ang in Astoria.
There are a bunch of reasons why I don’t live in …
Hey Sars,
I love your site. You are so smart and I agree with all your (opinionated) essays.
Here’s my problem. I’ll make it short and sweet.
I have a band. I have a crush on my drummer. …
Re: books about baseball.
I also suggest all of W.P. Kinsella’s novels and short stories that have to do with baseball.I’m not a huge baseball fan, but my dad was —
Kinsella’s baseball books make me all …
Dear Sarah,
I have a question, but first a little background.My parents are not sports fans, and seeing as how my home team, the Seattle Mariners, basically sucked for most of their, and my, existence, I …
Yearbook pages followed a strict blueprint at my high school. Mrs. McPherson gave us a square of blue graph paper, and a couple of weeks later we brought it back to her, a professional photo …