Dear Maija, I’m in a fantasy baseball league with a coworker and a bunch of his weird family members and their friends. Last year my buddy won a football league that most of these same dudes were in and nobody paid him the league fees.  

Dear Maija, I went to the city’s bike planning meeting last week, and I was really excited about the possibility of Cincinnati giving me a chance to ride to work without having a Biggie-sized Coke thrown against my back every day.  

Dear Maija, A couple of my bros got a hold of a state-used ID printing machine and are about to make mass money selling fakes to other kids at UC. Would you judge me if I got my Cancun money doing this?  

Fall might be the best time of the year in Cincinnati, but everything about the season isn’t cool. In fact, some things totally suck (sorry, pumpkin flavoring!). Here to debate the merits of 10 fall staples are CityBeat’s stupidest idiots smartest and coolest staffers.  

Dear Maija, I'm homeless, but I've been working really hard on trying to get my life back together. (I used to play a trumpet outside of sporting events but some kids stole it one night after the Reds lost.) Lately I've been writing a lot, but I can't get my work published in the local homeless newspaper because all they seem to write about is how offensive you are.