In the tradition of seeing the Virgin Mary on your tortilla or the Shroud of Turin on your toast, this nice lady saw a vision of hippos in her rashers. And I think this may be a true miracle, because…
Okay, my husband is officially the best. He's a diver and a spearfisherman, and I'm extremely fortunate to be the beneficiary of those skills. While he's very selective and judicious about how much he takes, I have certainly had my…
As we've all heard recently (and redundantly), New York Magazine has called the bacon movement a dying trend, boring as a lecture about plastic bags and beat like the proverbial dead horse. Why, then, did they give us this delightful…
Well then, have I got the shirt for you! No Star Clothing has come up with this brilliant design, based on a wicked idea for a tattoo. I really love this t-shirt. I'm not usually the type to wear my…
When I walk down State Street during the day, it seems like 50% of the people I encounter are listening to their iPods. (Or whatever. I call every mp3 player an iPod, just like I call all colas Coke and…
Last Tuesday at this time I was not getting ready for work. I was sleeping. And then I was reading A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. Later I went for an hour-long bike ride along the beach, followed by wine tasting…