“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!
Dear Sars,
I’ve been friends with Polly for three years, since our sophomore year
of high school. For the grand majority of those three years, we’ve
been getting together to have fun. Since there’s not much to do …
Dear Sars,
I’m 26 years old, married and have a beautiful son. I realized in the last few years that I was pretty much a huge jerk for most of my first four years of college. …
Dear Sars,
When is it okay to come out and tell someone what you really think of them?
I’m in my late twenties and have…an acquaintance. Let’s call her Lola. For
several years, Lola and I have belonged …
Dear Sars,
About six months ago, my family lost our pet. Now, it’s just me and my parents, so to lose the dog that we’ve had since I was five and was my parents’ baby and …
Well, helloooooo!
Man, what a crappy couple of weeks. Basically, I came down with a creeping crud head-cold/flu/allergies/plague combo platter that put me out of commission for ten days, and included a side dish of irony, …
My dearest Sars,
Okay, I’ll keep my question short and sweet.
I’m getting married in September. He’s amazing, my best friend, my muse, blah blah blah soul mate-cakes. The issue is my sister. My sister is 35 …
Dear Sars,
I can’t even believe that I’m in this situation.
I am 28, a professional with a well-paying (85K) job in a large eastern seaboard city. I’ve been dating “the one” for almost a year now …
[Since apparently not everyone knew about the contest: I shaved my head for charity.]
The Night Before
Walking down Smith Street after dinner, I keep getting nods and smiles from men on the street — more than …
So…I took Little Joe to the vet last week. Longtime readers of the site can probably see where this is going, but in case you just got here: Little Joe is fat. Said fatness is …
Sars,
Well, if I’m writing to The Vine, we all know it’s a problem with
either guys, grammar or cats…wish I could be more original, but
this time it’s a cat question.
Once upon a time, a boyfriend gave …