What would you do if you bit into a Cadbury Creme Egg and found a Peep inside?
We finally got around to watching The Descendants, a favorably reviewed George Clooney movie from a couple years ago.
Iowa City has an interesting mix of well-dressed churchgoers and well-dressed-but-rumpled walk-of-shamers milling around town this Easter Sunday morning.
We made a quick stop at Tippecanoe Battlefield near Lafayette, Indiana, and encountered a mysterious stile.
Photos from our trip, as seen by Instagram, which we experimented with this weekend.
I think the Speedway is a bad influence on Indianapolis drivers.
We’re in Chicago at the dawn of spring. It is not spring-like here at all, except for the wind. All lion and no lamb. Except for hoofing it up and down Michigan Avenue between Magnificent Mile and the Museum Campus, we haven’t been to see much. Our highlight yesterday was the Adler Planetarium. We went […]
Instagram is our new toy.
Of interest to the curious part of me are news stories about how the Holy See selects a new pope.
I had never heard this before, but Mariano Rivera’s announcement that he will retire at the end of this season occasioned its retelling. Apparently, George Steinbrenner nearly derailed the last Yankees dynasty all by himself and in one fell swoop.
There’s a lot more important stuff to be steamed about, but I am still disappointed with The Onion.
I keep coming back to something I saw on the news about the sequester and its effects on national parks.
It’s been raining all weekend, which means spring is almost here and also baseball.
I wonder if, just as every Apple CEO from now on will have to pull on a black turtleneck once a month and demonstrate electronic gadgets like some kind of avant-garde door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman, the new president of Venezuela will have to wear a red Oxford shirt for a three-hour television rant every Sunday.
All the “animosity” between Hugo Chavez’s Venezuela and the United States didn’t stop them from selling oil to us, or us from buying it.
The little media dust-up about Yahoo ending telecommuting for its employees perplexed me.
I used to think life was what happened in between Star Wars movies but now I think it’s what happens in between releases of Sim City.
In between reruns of All in the Family and Diff’rent Strokes last night was the most stunning advertisement I’ve seen in a long time.