“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.
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It all began when I walked into Tiger Schulmann’s Karate Center on 19th Street. I don’t know why I decided to go in and have a look-see. Maybe I wanted a new and exciting workout …
MEMO
To: All And Sundry
From: J. Cortlandt Higginbotham, Head Writer, Jeopardy!
Re: New Format
Dear Fellow Jeopardy! Writers,
Welcome back from the holiday break — I hope you all feel relaxed and ready to tackle a new season.
As you …
Thanksgiving — a holiday devoted to the uniquely American pastime of gratuitous overindulgence. But much though I love the gut-busting element of this celebration, I feel as though I should give some thanks for various …
Five years ago, I broke up with a boy. I went out with this boy for only a brief time — three months — but somehow I had managed to fall in love with him. …
The other day, the Disco Biscuit bought me a present. Apparently, nothing says “I love you” like fattening food, because he got me a box of Girl Scout Cookies.
And now, a medium-length sidebar on my …
G.I. Jane, since opening nationwide a few weeks ago, has done a decent business at the box office. G.I. Jane — a movie that should never have survived the pitch meeting, with a star that …
I picked up a copy of the new women’s magazine on the block, published by Jane Pratt and handily titled JANE, last week. I have to admit that I fell for the advertising campaign — …
Last Sunday, after a high-octane brunch which derived its only nutritional value from the ketchup on my homefries, I snagged a Times and holed up in my apartment to celebrate the fact that Big Brother …
Close your eyes.Inhale fully…okay, now exhale.Continue to breathe deeply and evenly as you form a picture in your mind of a giant carpeted junior high homeroom where everyone has a cell phone.Welcome to the 1997 …
Allow me to introduce myself — Sarah D. Bunting, CD-ROM development editrix by day, heckler at life’s rich pageant by night.Below, the sad true tale of my trip to the Consumer Electronics Show in Las …