“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.
The Tomato Nation advice column addresses your questions on etiquette, grammar, romance, and pet misbehavior. Ask The Readers about books or fashion today!
Don’t forget, we start at 9 PM tonight, December 1. Can’t make the chat? Look for a traditional discussion thread shortly thereafter.
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I’ve (re-)discovered a few things over the course of the recent Days Of Rage. Some of them are great!
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a lonely girl in possession of a library card must be in want of a twin. The child who spends a lot of time in books also spends …
Great chat; sorry I missed it live!
Speaking of great chats — I love pistachios!
(hee. Sorry about that.)
Speaking of pistachios, Vidal Sasson Afternoon!
That was a great chat. I’m eager to see what people post in the comments today!
This chat was brought to you by the letter Y. Zed. Upsilon. Shcha. FISH!
Also, the lobster essay just made me want clamcakes. I didn’t get to mention that in the chat. Am I insensitive toward lobster rights or just hungry?