“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!
From what I see right now on NY1, Circle Line boats have come to the crash site to pull survivors from the water. That’s US Airways 1549 out of LGA bound for Charlotte.
Hope everyone’s …
Hi Sars,
Long-time reader, first-time writer.I could really use a relatively unbiased perspective on this one.
I think my husband drinks too much. I’m not an expert on these things, but I think it’s bordering on a …
Sadie The Cat-Tormenting Tomato.
Anticlimactic, kind of, because the padding in the tomato suit radically reduces the risk of injury, but I said I’d do it, so: done.
And I’d like to tell you my apartment …
Awww. The tsar is doing very well; his thyroid is back to functioning at normal levels, and he’s even put on some weight. Thanks for the update, Leila and Matt.
I’ve begun the annual Sprint To The Oscars movie-watching turbo-download; I considered not doing it this year, especially when Entertainment Weekly‘s list of movies I should see before the ceremony made it clear that 1) …
Those bastards at Proctor & Gamble have discontinued my deodorant.
No more for the Secret Platinum Soft Solid. I tried their new product the “Flawless” and it’s ill-named. It never quite, I don’t know, dries …
Hello Sars,
I write about the lovely Robert, who is not actually our landlord, but the legal caretaker for our absentee landlord’s buildings and tenants (absentee landlord lives in Europe).I lived with three wonderful roommates in …
I cannot stop laughing. Cannot! I don’t know if it’s the blur of angry pets, the “okay, here’s the thing: NO SIR” expression on the lefthand cat’s face, or what, but 1) that …
From our faithful cat-placement correspondent Nacho:
Nate went to his new family on Friday. Like the ridiculously perfect kitty heis, he didn’t even make a chirp during the car ride. (He doesn’t meow; hechirps.) …