Here at ZSN, we encourage our readers to let out their inner rage in creative and humorous ways. One such reader has done exactly that, and is writing angry letters. Here are the first two, for your bitter enjoyment! To Whom It May Concern, No, you cannot have the last cookie. I don’t care what [...]

Before you even begin to read this, you should know that this isn’t about Dane Cook. Well, it is, but not in an “OMG HE’S SO AMAZING I WANT TO HAVE HIS BABIES LOLOLROTFLMAOCOPTERWTF!!?!!?!” sort of way. This isn’t a biography, either (I don’t know where he was born, but if I found out, I’d [...]

It has been almost a year since Volume 3. For those of you relatively new to ZSN, the concept of the BoME is simple: There are things that bother me to the core of my being so that I just cannot help but foam at the mouth and yell about them. They are the quintessential [...]

It is possible that after 2 posts about mice, you might be tired of reading about them. Well, so am I. However, we do not always get what we want. If we did, I wouldn’t have felt the need to write about mice because I wouldn’t have had to deal with them in the first [...]

Moustroduction The incident with Mr. and Ms. Fuzzybuns left our kitchen looking like goddamn Vietnam. We had mouse traps scattered everywhere like land mines and the furniture was disorganized, like I’m sure a Vietnamese person’s might have been after some sort of napalm attack. Erica, Dom, Tom, and myself had hoped we could go about [...]

The night began with a faint rustling under the shelves. It was 10:30, a cold, Fall breeze was blowing through my bed room window. I had been lost in a digital world, diligently updating my website through code and letters, when Erica hustled into my room. Almost in tandem with the shuffle in her step [...]