My favorite thing about your work, Allan Ishac , is that it SO FINELY WALKS the satire line that any single segment of an article could potentially go either way. It’s not roaringly blatant (okay. So sometimes it’s roaringly blatant. And maybe to you big city urbanites, it’s ALWAYS roaringly blatant. But to Alaska chicks like me, who don’t necessarily have the life experience to know better, it comes across as mostly subtle).

And I think that ups the guffaw quotient considerably.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.