“I wrote 63 songs this year. They’re all about Jeter.” Just kidding. The game we love, the players we hate, and more.
From Norman Mailer to Wendy Pepper — everything on film, TV, books, music, and snacks (shut up, raisins), plus the Girls’ Bike Club.
Helping public schools, winning prizes, sending a crazy lady in a tomato costume out in public.
Monologues, travelogues, fiction, and fart humor. And hens. Don’t forget the hens.
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“Edge of Reazzzzzzz,” maybe. Dreadful sequel. It just recycled the showpiece bits from the first one, which weren’t terribly funny to begin with, and made Bridget into a self-absorbed twit where she used to be just kind of daffy and insecure. I liked the first one; this one has zero momentum and the central premise isn’t credible. Don’t see it. (11/15/04)
I’ve (re-)discovered a few things over the course of the recent Days Of Rage. Some of them are great!
I found it while researching a murder (…this is a sentence I have more frequent use for than most), the true story of a neighborhood legend from my childhood. I grew up in a leafy, …
