“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!
Or, “The Amour Fou-to Between Jackie O And The Godfather Of American Paparazzi.”
Reader Rayvyn is shooting to kill with a Cusack joint.
One of the things I love best about 31 Films In 31 Days is the subpatterns that emerge.
The last scene in Happy Christmas — technically not a scene — is its best, and most frustrating.
I really wanted to like Gone Girl, and I thought I might reaaaaally hate it, because I gave up on the book 15 pages in.
I would love to ask the readers how I can find luggage that fits the following annoying criteria:
Nothing beats grudgingly watching one of the “Why’s this on here?”s in the ol’ Netflix queue and having an unexpectedly good time.
I watched Boyhood a couple of weeks ago, and I’ve been trying to find a way into my write-up ever since.
