You gotta love The New Yorker. Wry, urbane, and recently under attack for some controversial cover art. You know what? It's not going to make me stop reading. Not when the latest edition features the Fourteen Passive-Aggressive Appetizers that would…

I've always been happy to be a member of my generation. Sure, we're considered slackers and technology addicts, and many of us are terrible at geography and world affairs. But hey, the Internet? Reliable cars? The Pixies? The comforts of…

I love it when July 4th falls on a Friday. It's the perfect 3-day weekend where you actually start the partying on day one and either rage on through, or have a full two days to recover. Believe me, I've…