“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!
Another fairytale book question. I’ve looked this book up on Google and other places, and the problem is that there seem to be a ton of editions/variations on this fairytale. The one I’m talking about …
Hello, friends, and welcome to The Tomato Nation Demographic Dance Party, in which 1) you tell me a little bit about yourselves, 2) I give away a few iPod Nanos, and 3) in the interests …
My boss is a lovely human being. He cares about his employees, hosts a kick-ass holiday party every year, and is really a good man. But all his good cheer can’t erase the fact that …
The entire purpose of your flimsy-looking contraption is to strengthen the abdominals. AbdomiNals. Not one of the artistes responsible for either the ’80s-vintage illustrative graphics or the pornishly loving footage of the positively ropey-looking “after” …
You’re not an asshole, Mark. You’re just trying so HARD to be.
That presumed attempt to make Mark Zuckerberg marginally more likable to the audience is one of the few feet Aaron Sorkin’s The Social Network …
In this week’s episode of Bradelor! DUN!, Miss Alli and I almost accidentally co-watched the second hour on a weird intra-IM time delay, and Alli impressively kept secret from me a final rose ceremony that, …
Howard Zinn edges Shannen Doherty at the last moment — how many times to do you get to write that sentence — to make A People’s History of the United States our 7th read-along book. …
This morning I had one of those terrifically weird mind bends, where a single spoken word instantly invoked a completely unrelated image-slash-memory.
What I am remembering is a game we played as kids. This would be …
Discovered after the war, the unfinished work, with no soundtrack, quickly became a resource for historians seeking an authentic record, despite its elaborate propagandistic construction. The later discovery of a long-missing reel complicated earlier readings, …
Dear Sars,
My partner and I wouldn’t win any awards for housekeeping, but our house is clean enough — it’s not filthy, unhygienic, or unsafe. We’re not going to be ambushed on any house-cleaning reality shows …