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  Memo:   Get Ready For The First Ever Federline Consulting Office Weight Gain Challenge!     From: Douglas Gordon <> To: Federl[...]
Dick Herman is a very talented, dominant and outspoken NFL tailback. He is also an atheist. This is the transcription of a locker room interview Herman did with Erin Andrews follow[...]
“Hai,” Brandi says repeatedly, as she trots down the hall to my parents’ living room, where I set up a makeshift dwelling every time I visit. The bell draped around her neck jingle[...]
A strange thing happened to me when I started working in marketing and advertising: I started to look at everything within the context of marketing and advertising. I wouldn’t say [...]
A few weeks ago, I awoke to a text from my older brother Kevin, telling me to call him. This meant that either a friend or family member had died or was in serious trouble, or that[...]
“So what is it, exactly, that you want?” she asks. Then she jumps right into it. “It seems like for me it changes every day. I just know that, at least right now, I don’t want anyt[...]
I’ve been having this recurring dream lately. In it, I’m a high school senior who’s considering not playing for the school’s basketball team anymore. But after skipping the pre-sea[...]
The following is a joke. I don’t really want Amanda Bynes to have to throw down to the death with LeBron James. Or for people to die in general. However, I would watch something li[...]
I’m not a morning person at all. Never have been. It may be that I don’t particularly like the sun. (Shit’s too bright and it burns me sometimes.) My life is pretty great at the mo[...]
When I landed a job in New York City 10 months ago, I was beyond stoked to move. I had aspired to live in the city since my Uncle Mark brought me to Manhattan for my 10th birthday.[...]
When she left, the only tangibles that didn’t go with her were an old gray T-shirt she liked to sleep in, a fluorescent green toothbrush, and a black hair tie. Initially you though[...]
First dates are like interviews. At least in my experience. Every halfway decent one I’ve ever been on is a volley of questions, as if both parties are reporters and the person acr[...]