The Religious Policeman is a fascinating blog from Saudi Arabia that ❦bobhowe turned me on to. Here's a sampling from Friday's posting: Here's a little test, to see if you've been paying attention to all of this blog so far. Match the
Tuesday evening I entered a Latter-day Saint temple for the first time in over a decade. Don't have a stroke—it wasn't a religious relapse. The LDS Church has taken its blocky, six-story meetinghouse near Lincoln Center in Manhattan and hewn from its rocky
Donald Fagen, emerging from an apartment building on East 32nd Street. There was a moment there when I forgot to walk. I wanted to say hello, but had no idea what to say. This was on a walk from my office to the Kips Bay Petco. Why I keep going
Bilmo is a Grass-Eating Zombie Monkey ...with a Battle Rating of 2.0 To see if your Food-Eating Battle Monkey can defeat Bilmo, enter your name: Courtesy o' ❦bobhowe the Fire-Eating Samurai Monkey. UPDATE: Bad news for Homo sapiens
In reference to queries about what the dog may or may not have done in the backyard, we've come up with a shorthand designation: "Number Three." This, of course, encodes success for both "Number One" and "Number Two," which are themselves informational
I haven't been keeping exact count, but the word "Fahrenheit" seems to have been misspelled in at least half of the professional media references I've seen to the new Michael Moore film, Fahrenheit 9/11. Everyone seems to want to drop that first h.
While I am capable of carrying on a cellphone conversation in public with only minimal cringing, I do not have the chutzpah sufficient to permit me to initiate a speaker-cellphone call in a coffee bar. However, I apparently also lack sufficient cojones to keep one from happening at my
Just do her! haplessly
I added Google ads to my web site in January. Over the weekend my earnings from running the ads tipped over $100, so I should be getting a check by early July. Woo-hoo! I'm rich! Gimme some more of that Internet cash! Early on, I spent a
The Petco at Kips Bay has the slowest checkout line in the known universe. I could be the only person in line and it would still take twenty minutes to get through. Why on earth would you walk briskly up the escaltor on the left-hand side, just the way
I sat across from Shelley Jackson at dinner at Spring Street Natural once night a few months ago, part of a large group that had schooled off to dinner after a reading at Housing Works Used Book Cafe. I listened in amazement as she described her project to print a
You hear a lot of voices this week pointing out how much worse al Qaeda is than the United States. All we do is torture, abuse, and humiliate our captives. They cut heads off on videotape. In absolute terms, out of context, that's true. But think about who
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